Broadcasting ft. P.O.S. (lyrics)

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Broadcasting

Broadcasting

Papa ---- Papa

Romeo - Oscar
Oscar --  Sierra
Foxtrot

Papa ---- Papa

Romeo - Oscar
Oscar --  Sierra
Foxtrot

Papa ---- Papa

Romeo - Oscar
Oscar --  Sierra
Foxtrot

I am bigger than you've ever seen,
I am better than you've ever heard,
I could reinvent with every word.
Larger than life don't even make sense,
I am so far ahead I'm backwards, I am in past tense.
I am on overload, overdose,
I am on cruise control,
I could write an album under comatose.
I am unconscious yet so focused,
I'm ultimate high, I'll ride till I'm hopeless.
I know what I started and I don't plan on finishin'
Givin' in is the difference from wishin' it an livin' it.
So posers step off me,
I'll get ya paid off, cock metal, what it cost me.
I don't even hafta fight,
I'll let people I don't know whoop yo ass all night.
Turn on the radio, I got something to say -
Broadcasting a punch in the face.

Ah, east coast west coast,
Mid-west down south world wide.
South-side north-side,
Where the fuck you at?
Doomtree
Stophouse

I am bigger than you've ever seen,
I am louder than you've ever heard,
Letterhead be clever with the word.
Clever up the beef, eat,

Never sweat a nerd,
Haters are like birds, yeah,
Tweet tweetin' from the cheap seats.
Shit-shittin' on concrete, criterion raps,
Stimulus pack large, now pay it back.
You off ya crux fool,

You couldn't balance collaborations
With verses adjacent to beats by Mux Mool.
Success ooze from the sweat glands,
Rules for the next don't apply to P.O.S. man.
I'm livin' beyond the lines you sketch man,

I'm livin' between the lines of text, man,
Illegible hand, script.
Up here, hi, learn how to elevate,
Innovator laser-tongue, 

Assimilate to absolutly nothin, get it straight, 

I am a laser-guided hurricane,
Megaman's hand hot absolutely busting.

Ah, east coast west coast,
Mid-west down south world wide.
South-side north-side,
Where the fuck you at?
Doomtree
Stophouse

Critical digital,
Launch pad with the padlock, 

Hazmat launch code numerals.

Stop or it's your funeral,

Watch a couple of bosses rock your cubicle,
Watch how me and Prof spit chapters backwards.

I am an anthrax rapper,

I got a code that I suppose as so does Moses

That I live by and I master.

Yeah rap blaster stone-cold disaster
Cans filled with bass get cracked leave em plastered, damn.

I keep it cheap bitch,

I'm on another level.
Iron man launch punk, I keep it heavy metal.

I keep the belly settled, better full,
Hungry wolf tearing through whatever,

No piggy, just ripping never bull.

I let the Chevy pedal hit the floor, I never settle,
Burn the fuckin road up, I am on every channel.

I let the 9-5 honda civic slide right by,
Middle finger sky high spittin c-c-cyanide.

Rocketman (remix) feat. Yelawolf

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Up up and away, take me away, light speed on the game.

To know where I come from is to know that it's all the same.

Up up and away, take me away, light speed on the game.

To know where I come from is to know that it's all the same.

R-O-C-K-E-T  up,

L-A-M-E-S down.
Got cheap beer in a paper cup, 

Alabama homegrown by the pound.
How does that sound?
With a small town down south coming up running up to the club with Rocketman.
Got a white wall or two then I run up on you with a glock in hand.

Hold that can really high by a shot of this Jim Beam.
Drinking motherfucker's engine, when I spit it all the hot girls go ring ring.
Close to my roots like ginseng, 

Dixie mafia.
Droppin this rock on top of ya.
I got a mean team
I got a fit-to-back clear room time for the prime that'll have you seeing stars,
I got people with Chevrolets that are friends of mind that'll have you seeing cars.
Riding by, flying by, rocketships that are sitting high,
Put a city boy on top of the world with a big block bumper and pecan pie.
Get it twice, get it thrice, get it three times my nuts.
Gettin by with about three or five bucks.
Spin it off a little with another blind trust
Spin it off the gutter and I don't give a fuck
So tell my folks that I'm on the way,
I just broke through the ozone with my Blueblocker shades.
Yelawolf

Up up and away, take me away, light speed on the game.

To know where I come from is to know that it's all the same.

Up up and away, take me away, light speed on the game.

To know where I come from is to know that it's all the same.

I am the Rocketman they talk about.
I jump from star to star I walk it out.
Thinkin of a better ticket is another world to visit is it fitted in my mind rightly, tightly.
Could it really be another planet would it matter pitter patter could I really stay there daily, nightly?
Ooh, yes I will
Ooh man I swear to God
Don't need permission
I'm just wishin' for a little nod
I work for NASA
I just need a little money
I get my training right
Y'all won't even see me comin'.
I got a spaceship in my backyard I been working on.
I need an alternator, then peace to the haters, man, I'll take off
It's a free world out there, ain't it
I let my mind loose, then go chase it
A little lime juice, time to face it
I'm so close that I can taste it.
Got a flashlight, got the wolves by.
Got  the Yelawolf and we'll look for the bullseye.
E.T. phone home with the chrome when I'm in my zone, Holmes, Bet a whole lotta good die.
So turn your lights off, I'm best up in the nighttime.
Every time I see the moon I'm looking at the bright side.

Up up and away, take me away, light speed on the game.

To know where I come from is to know that it's all the same.

Up up and away, take me away, light speed on the game.

To know where I come from is to know that it's all the same.

Up up and away
To know where I come from is toIt's all the same, man
To know where I come from is to
It's all the same, man
To know where I come from is to
It's all the same, man
To know where I come from is to
I am the Rainman.

Let's go, let's go - Let's break the ceiling
Y'all lame - Let's break the ceiling
Let's go, let's go - Let's break the ceiling
Let's break the ceiling.

I know that you pricks can't see me, I live in the stars.
This is why you fucks can't be me, I was born on Mars.

Superstyle at SXSW

Prof was at SXSW this year, and I can't embed the video for some reason, so here's a link,  Superstyle.

Lil Wayne - Novacane

The beat for Novacane was produced by Ant of Atmosphere, and was first used by Prof on his album Recession Music with St. Paul Slim back in 2009. Lil Wayne used it for a bonus track on The Carter IV.


Listen to Novacane:

And now Motor:

Prof - An Autobiography of Sorts

There are a few songs where Prof really goes into his past.  Listen to these to find out where he comes from:

Absolutely
Float
Let Me In

Project Gampo
Mother

Kaiser Von Powderhorn
Baby Jacob

Recession Music
Fire

King Gampo
Karma
Myself

Motor (lyrics)

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The only time when I close my eyes is when I fall asleep.
I don't blink, I don't even miss my family,
I'm a 24 year old old man,
With the program set to go man,
Now that's important to me,
New demon women,
Make your way over, I don’t take care of myself until I’m hungover.
Leave it all behind is a reality of mine,
When my heart burns fire previssed is fine.
Medicated, disconnected, allocated, misdirected gampo will die sooner or later.
Up all night screamin’ to myself,
Do I need help, or is this the bed I sleep in,
Lost captain, cause action,
My words turn amenity,But never will I live my life stuck in parentheses.
Wanna talk to 'em,
A murderer, kingpin, arson, I wanna hear him soft-spoken.
Something that I’ll never have is something that I want the most.
If I can’t peddle I’ll coast.
Birds sing congratulations for a good night.
Hold tight, sold out show, I need some peace and quiet.
Yiddi bang, no yang,
Peeps expect the same Prof well outside of his frame.
Rich D-bags obey giant,
I’ll force feed mirror images, remain silent.
Tread to get ahead, who's the best, yackety yack,
Cluck so what, it all makes me want to throw up,
I need to sit down.

Before I lay me down, I'll have my world burned down, I'll have my family drowned.
Don't touch my motor.
Before I lay me down, I'll have my world burned down, I'll have my family drowned.
Don't touch my motor.

But every once in a while, a woman touch me turn me into  child,
I can fall asleep for now.
When it’s morning time I’ll leave her drowned,
I let her peace it out,
Reasons why I’m peacin’ out to each his own.
I can’t relax I can’t sit still,
I can’t stay in one spot I’m not a pinwheel.
Now others dream, I dream, I let them on the boat,
All aboard,
I hope that we don’t sink,
Cleen, meal, 2% milk.
W, Icees, pills.
My memory includes spilt milk.
A mother, a cop car, a father, a porch in the summer,
Tears and some handcuffs,
15 years later mama tell me pull my pants up,
Damn, fuck, can’t touch.
I have been passed up,
Swimmin’ in the water with my hands up.
I float, seven years, cycle, then a wave comes.
It's been seven years,
I think it’s time someone make one,
The brave son made some.
Earthquake turned tsunami,
I left I shifted the plate probably,
And now I’m shifted the stick,
In control I taught my self how to drive that bitch,
I turn when I want,
And now I'm turnin' away, from friends from first grade,
I leave my family for a maze,
New faces, they trust me, they pop up.
They tell me they can help me like I'm locked up.
Before all is said and done, before I get what I want,
Lets see if I can burn everything that counts.

Before I lay me down, I'll have my world burned down, I'll have my family drowned.
Don't touch my motor.
Before I lay me down, I'll have my world burned down, I'll have my family drowned.
Don't touch my motor.
Before I lay me down, I'll have my world burned down, I'll have my family drowned.
Don't touch my motor.
Before I lay me down, I'll have my world burned down, I'll have my family drowned.
Don't touch my motor.

A Month From Now (lyrics)

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Simple and plain, baby,
I like your style baby,
Let me take you out, lady,
Just say Yes.

It is the hunting season,
She is my wake up reason,
I'll throw the keys and leave 'em,
Just say Yes.

Wrap my arms around you,
Kiss me like you mean it,
You're not the same, are you?
You are a different creature.

Its four in the morning and I need to hold on,
I need to use protection,
She's got me figured out.
She looks back and kills me when she puts her clothes on.
I need to learn my lesson,
She's got me figured out.
But I don't wanna sit around and wait for her to come around,
'Cause I don't come around.

I don't wanna hesitate with ya babe,
But I can see ya comin', I'll turn you into nothin'.
Ya I don't wanna have to hesitate with ya babe,
But I can see it comin', I'll turn you into nothin',
And I don't wan to hurt nobody,
I see that goodness in you, but I'm not fuckin' with it.
If you told me that a month from now that I would know your name,
You would be insane, Yeah.

What makes you think that I have never seen a girl like you?
Is it your poked out titties, or that played out low tattoo?
You’re nothing but a list to me, misery, Listerine and Maybelline.
I need a girlfriend, but you should do fine tonight.
Ooh, ooh, ooh.
Put me to sleep.
Oh, oh, oh oh.
Put me to sleep.

Its four in the morning and i need to hold on,
I need to use protection,
She's got me figured out.
She looks back and kills me when she puts her clothes on.
I need to learn my lesson,
She's got me figured out.

But i don't wanna sit around and wait for her to come around,
'Cause I don't come around.
I don't wanna hesitate with you babe,
But i can see ya comin’, I'll turn you into nothin’,
Ya i don't wanna have to hesitate with ya babe,
But I can see it comin’, I'll turn you into nothing,
And i don't wanna hurt nobody,
I see that goodness in you, but I'm not fuckin with it.
If you told me that a month from now that I would know your name,
You would be insane!

Put me to sleep.
Oh, oh, oh oh oh.
Put me to sleep.
Put me to sleep.
Put me to sleep.
Come along.
So come on over, now, sweetheart.
Until someone better comes along.
So come on over here sunshine.
Until someone better comes along.
So come on over here darling.
Until someone better comes along.
So come on over here chicken.
Until someone better comes along.
Bitch.
Put me to sleep
Until someone better comes along.

Horses In The Ghetto (lyrics)

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They came on a horseback, to the ghetto.

Hello little boy, take this canteen.
Double barreled shotgun, ever cocked one, shot one,
Tried to stay alive till the cops come?
Young P'll take the city by force,
Got an impeccable aim while I'm riding on the horse.
My gear,
The whole shit's coated with explosives, the post is set to blow off your noses.
36 dynamite sticks ‘round me like it's kinda like ribs, I'ma light this bitch.
I am your city's new Don,
Whether or not you got the shoes on or your roof's gone let's move on.
I bet your sick of all that lame shit,
That's why I came to murder everybody that they came with.
Pewong, shewong, bang bang.

They came on a horseback to the ghetto.

Let's do it.
I'm a musical genius, My turn now, everybody is feindish.
And you can tell I'm dope, look at the fiends,
And the way I make ‘em act like heathens be screamin’.
Fly misses all over the penis,
one zero's on that american dream shit.
My game’s seamless, and I’m seasoned,
I got it sewed up like a seamstress believe it.
West to east coast, at the crib,
Shorty gave me Barry white head, you know,
Deep throat,
And you know the flow, coated in a cheap coat,
Damn Minnesota when I'm walkin' through three feet of snow.
I came through on a horse in a duster,
Sawed off shotgun, lookin’ for you busters.

They came on a horseback, to the ghetto.

My style thus far is up charged, up like a bus card,
Why you think I cuss hard?
Young P is at sea, an athlete,
MC test me, you wind up in the tenth seat.
back row of the Astro Cats, is Del Castro cast rated capped from the whack flow.
Asshole, bitches,
I'm riding on your horse, through your town for the Christmas.
OK, I’m OJ, Don Quixote,
Jose, prop shot, lifting many Rolaids,
I'm from a different land where I am the man,
Hand over all your telegrams and put them in the sand.
'Cause young Prof is a first born kid, right?

They came on a horseback, to the ghetto

Howdy, my magnums call loudly,
Pull this bitch out and watch out be Audi.
5000 and then I upgrade.
Party time, oops i just spilled some nutmeg,
on your girls blouse, i'm in your girls house.
Chris Brown beat it till ya sweat her damn curl out. (Ella)
And then I swirl out, I got shit to do.
Like Ben Affleck I’m not that into you.
I’m a rolling stone, with a mobile phone,
I ride horses, and you’ll never find my fortress,
Take me out where the course is.

They came on a horseback, to the ghetto.

Yeah, bitches,
I think i like this town slim.
They even got the dapper dan I like.
They got till high noon to get the fuck outta town, or it's goin' down.
See this musket?   It's for your bitch.

Fire (lyrics)

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14 shotguns, a bottle of booze,
Pickle in the middle aint no time to lose,
I got a mean bitch over on the side with the crew,
So if you're girl's talkin' shit she can get get some too.

And when your flow goes like a faucet,
Often, so easy I'm nauseous,
I need it hot, when will they learn,
We don't need no water let the mother fucker burn!

So where's the great white hype out the south side,
Moby dick MC got your mouth wide.
And can I formally make an apology,
On behalf of rap, it's wack, honestly.

Compare me to an air fleet,
Dazzling air speed,
Kill care free in my bare feet.
I relax and take a deep breath,
May the whole world crumble you are on my steps.

Fire!
And I'm gonna see you tomorrow.
I'm gonna see you tomorrow.
Fire!
And I'm gonna see you tomorrow.
I'm gonna see you tomorrow.

I pop like a kernal,
I'm earning my seed,
Hot like a burner, I'm determined,
I'm certain I'm G.
Certain to be top of the earth determinately.
Like personally, all ya'll prolly all heard of me.

God damn it, a mammoth hammer and an anvil can't fill the fuckin' pants I'm in.
Big P is a hustlin' champion,
Like pan handlin' from Madison to Champalin.

Party animal, I'm the peoples champion.
You can't sleep on me like you need some Ambien;
you can't believe that the north star is handlin' the game
I am a globe trotter travelin'.

I am everything sick in the world wrapped up in one.
I am my fathers son.
He made a deal with the devil
And I'm in the next room watchin' them shake hands.
I knew I'm next up for trouble
So I followed behind him to get this chance!

Fire!
And I'm gonna see you tomorrow.
I'm gonna see you tomorrow.
Fire!
And I'm gonna see you tomorrow.
I'm gonna see you tomorrow.

And his own to each his,
I am reborn manifested pheonix.
No less than Jesus,
Jesus Christ, I'm nice, I mean this.

I am a murderer,
I'm a rapist.
I am at one time in five places.
Without live traces,
I am in and out your house with about 5 cases.

Full throttle, empty bottle, ain no other pace
When I die I'll be face down drowned up in Ricky's lake.
I'll make your piggy break, piggy swear I'm really great,
Hold my beer, bitch, while I piss a lake.

So I signed on the line,
Prof is the best rapper of his time.
You never sinned? Well I wish you well.
Mother Fucker! I'll see you in Hell!

Fire!
And I'm gonna see you tomorrow.
I'm gonna see you tomorrow.
Fire!
And I'm gonna see you tomorrow.
I'm gonna see you tomorrow.

Fire (video)

Horses In The Ghetto (video)

Recession Music (free download)

Recession Music with Prof, St Paul Slim, Yelawolf, POS, and there's even a track with Slug.

Marilyn (lyrics)

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Yeah,
She can't help it.

She got a fever.
Yeah, she got a fever.
Yeah, she got a fever.
Oh, she's thirsty.
Oh, there she goes again.
Oh, there she goes again.
There she does again.
Ah-oh, there she goes again.
Wo-ah-oh-oh-oh, Oh-oh,
Lord help us. (Man, what would you do?)
Wo-ah-oh-oh-oh, Oh-oh,
Lord help us.

She has my back like some chiropractor,
we're planning up our parenthood,
Wrapping up the sex, latex, magnum packages.
Man I love you, girl; this here could last forever.
I'll meet your parents, girl; I think you're fascinating.
You could my wake up reason,
In the morning, in the sheets,
And in the evening, eating pizza.
I don't think I'm leaving this one.
The first time when I was in the room when she pissed,
She was drunk and sat down, so I gave her a kiss.
Little sweet miss, made of spice and peaches
Keys, kids, copied, I'm probably on some leashes
"The girl's mine," Until the curtains blow open,
It's her nighttime, and it's poetry in motion.

She got a fever
etc...

She got an appetite for candle light and mattresses,
She can't be pacified, you can't deny she's passionate.
Well I guess so, I'ma have to let go;
Until she calls me then it's back again, presto.
Wax on wax off, red light green light, we can't stop.
Oh, gosh, oh brother.
She got something wrapped around her pinky for a lover.
We usually knock boots at the most of my shows,
But na-na-na, I don't know where the fuck this chick goes.
Yes she is a pro, but I'ma go with the flow.
Who can say they got their own, Marilyn Monroe.

She got a fever
etc...

It's me, and her, and a bottle of rum.
Yo, ho ho ho, let's get drunk.
Let's get together and bump uglies in the sheets.
Like, bump, buh-duh, bump, bump, bump, bump.
Round 1, throw tongue.
Round 2, take your shirt off, spin around the air just like a helicopter.
Round 3, you can take off your bottoms, trust me sweetheart I'm right behind you, no problem.
Round 4 is summin' beautiful man, me and Marilyn rollin' around like we in sand.
It's like I lost my left side, 'cause now I feel all right.
She could be somewhere else tomorrow but she's mine tonight.

She got a fever
etc...

Boop, boop, bee, doo.