Anomaly (lyrics)

Produced by Cory Grindberg.
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I feel like I've got elephant tusks.  I'm hellafied bonafide kentucky fried, I'm nuts, what?
And I'm staying lubricated daily.  Slip my dick in to whatever it fit in, I'm crazy.
Holy moshpit, osh kosh bagosh it's, completely retarded the size my crotch gets.
I'm pooping, on rappers, not only pooping but poop scooping and vacuming those bastards.
Push, pull, let's give it a go.  Go to the limit, I'm a living animal.
I'm a motherfucking hustler, and I'm married to the game, I take her out to eat and then I fuck her.
Rollin down the block inm y bucycle.  Steady smoking on my mon's white widow.
I'm as about as fly as it gets.  So fly that basically I'm on top of shit.


Wake up world.  Time to work out.  Turn the lights on, wake up girl.
Whoo, Ooh, ooh, yeah.  Whoo ooh ooh, yeah.  Whoo ooh ooh yeah.  Let's go to work.
Wake up world, Time to work out, turn the lights on, wake up girl.
Whoo, Ooh, ooh, yeah.  Whoo ooh ooh, yeah.  Whoo ooh ooh yeah.  Let's go to work.


I'm so rick ross, I'm such a big boss, I got 'em hating on me, they must be pissed off.
Young prof is something that youv'e never seen.  I swear to god I've been the best since I was seventeen.
You a bald man, I'm a rock band, you a choir boy, I'm a boss man.
Motherfucker, I'm a small economy, arguably I'm a rarity, considered an ANOMALY.
You're so gumshoe, I'm in your face like a front tooth, better rocognize when I come through.
The whole crew fights.  Taste an uppercut up in the jaw and get elevated to new heights.
Young prof hop out the coupe, so damn fresh man, I'm smelling like juice.
Mother fucking unbelievable even though I'm achieving all these things that's unachievable.


Wake up world.  Tim to work out.  Turn the lights on, wake up girl.
Whoo, Ooh, ooh, yeah.  Whoo ooh ooh, yeah.  Whoo ooh ooh yeah.  Let's go to work.
Wake up world, Time to work out, turn the lights on, wake up girl.
Whoo, Ooh, ooh, yeah.  Whoo ooh ooh, yeah.  Whoo ooh ooh yeah.  Let's go to work.


Best white rapper in a decade, swagger similar to larry bird plus an essay
Really prof is getting silly.  Flow is so damn cold chili willy
Cock swoll snot nosed looking hood rat.  I be like dylan please rerecord me, where the cush at
High school haters pay the price.  You pussies come around me then you bros get iced.
I'm a dead man walking.  Best MC that you seen out of coffin.
In other words I believe that I'm awesome, possum, bounce on the track like a problem.
Swallow MC's twenty-four seven.  Like a hungry clock I'll go back four seconds.
Look at me I'm filthy.  If you would like to be better I suggest you kill me.

Took darling to the crib for a meal.  Curtains were drawn, but the furniture was real.
The food was great the talk was small.  The boobs were fake, I kept my socks on.
Dumb dadda, Young prof is in the Ramada.  Come swalla pina cum-lada.  That is something don't run outta.
So until manana, in my Sonata give me mama I can beat the buns outta.

Yeah, keep it on the hustle.  See ya in the morning, [yeah] see ya in the morning. [Let's go to work.]
Yeah, keep it on the hustle.  See ya in the morning, [yeah] see ya in the morning.  [Let's go to work.]

Ya'll talking about, bitch!
Find an MC better than me right now.
I will personally deliver a gift-wrapped fuckin' flyin' pig with a diamond fuckin' bow on top, bitch.
Diamond encrusted pieces.
Ain't too many mother fuckers fuckin' with me right now, real talk.
Diamond encrusted pieces.
In't this the greepleh (?)

Yeah, snitches,
Man, I try to be humble, motherfucker.

Gampo (lyrics)

Produced by Noearth.
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Gampo, Gampo, Gampo...

A fuck you.

You can find me stiff,
Like a samurai, on a llama ride, down a water-slide, getting sodomized.
I'm a wallaby, I'm a king of a colony,
By the way I'm wil'n 'out you would think I just won the lottery.
Bling, gold chain, bling, I am king of America.
I've had this dream as a kid and I'm living it

Change topics.

I would like that yellow-boned girl in my office,
With a little miniature giraffe and some chocolates.
We could put a skyscraper where my garage is,
'Vator to the top and give each other massages.
I don't give a fuck about your opinion,
I'm in a tub fucking with a couple ticklish women.
I'm a gampo, I've been so since the beginning,
And if you're thinking different, I'll get to kidnapping your children.
Why you staring at me like I'm from neptune,
Drinking with my pet loon in your dad's guest room.
Everywhere I go I get looks,
Like you motherfuckers never seen a crook.

Tell 'em if they're curious, they can ride all night on the low, on the low.
Tell 'em if they're curious, they can tag along on for the show, but tell 'em this:
Tell 'em I'm a gampo, oh, oh, oh ee oh!
I'm a gampo!
Yeah, I'm a gampo, oh, oh, oh, ee oh,
A gampo, I'm a fool.

Prof, Prof, you're so rude and embarrassing,
And they're so well behaved in comparison
PBR poppin', e'erybody watchin',
Yeah we in public, nah we ain't stopping.
bling, gold chain, bling, I am king of America.
I've had this dream as a kid and I'm living it.

Change topics.

Uncle Prof sit back and get shitty,
While I unlock a big fresh pair of titties.
King Gampo, fresh as a brizzy,
Sick as a disease, best in the cities.
How my pinky ring got my shoes mad?
Looking down at them motherfuckers like too bad.
Similar to why my jeans pissed off.
My whip so hard, got my dick soft.
Candy breeze looking like a shellfish.
I do what the fuck I want, can't help it.
Everywhere I go I get looks,
Like you motherfuckers never seen a crook.

Tell 'em if they're curious, they can ride all night on the low, on the low.
Tell 'em if they're curious, they can tag along on for the show, but tell 'em this:

Tell 'em I'm a gampo, oh, oh, oh ee oh!
I'm a gampo!
Yeah, I'm a gampo, oh, oh, oh, ee oh,
A gampo, I'm a fool.


Get dumb like me, we gonna get our shots on,
I can knock your socks off, we don't need to talk long.
Dumb like me, you can ride shotgun,
Drink until we talk wrong, man I love this.
Bling, gold chain, bling, I am king of America.
I've had this dream as a kid and I'm living it.
Get stupid:
We going dumb dumb dumb, [oh my god] this is stupid.
Dumb dumb dumb, this is stupid.
Dumb dumb dumb, this is stupid.
We going dumb dumb dumb, this is stupid.

I'm drunk climbing trees, I'm dancing in the club,
I'm buying alcohol for kids, man I'm getting love.
All the gampos take over the public,
Welcome to America.
Where you at bitch?
We in public, We in public, We in public, Where you at bitch?
We in public, We in public, We in public,

Tell 'em if they're curious, they can ride all night on the low, on the low.
Tell 'em if they're curious, they can tag along on for the show, but tell 'em this.

Tell 'em I'm a gampo, oh, oh, oh ee oh!
I'm a gampo!
Yeah, I'm a gampo, oh, oh, oh, ee oh,
A gampo, I'm a fool.

What is a Gampo?

Gampo
definition: someone who does weird crazy shit.

Prof recently explained on Facebook Twitter that he and some friends knew a guy awhile back who was a little off and did all sorts of crazy stuff, and the name originated there. I have limited internet access for the time being but I'll look it up this weekend and update this post.

Update:

I found the backstory Prof gave for Gampo, in three parts-

gampo was a brief childhood friend of mine. along with the homie dariush akbari. (still close with him) but gampo was one of the gnarliest mother fuckers out. he was hella retarded. stealing shit. eating shit. influenced by peer pressure, he would do the craziest shit. when he left, we started calling each other gampo. if we'd do something buck, or get BIG, we'd be getting GAMPO

From these three tweets: Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

Update #2:

Gampo is a Tibetan name, and Prof's friend was from that region (north India, Nepal, southwest China).

KING GAMPO IS OUT

And It's Free

Youtube announcement by Prof, DJ Fundo, Slug, Ant and I don't know the name of the guy at 1:04, HERE.

Slug:
"It's worth a million pennies and a bag of weed, but it's free."  [nose pick]

Part of King Gampo is Online See Post Above ^

Peep Show

On My Way

Whiskey

Gampo

Karma


If you listen to all of Karma you'll hear a line recycled from Let Me In, "poppa died on a wednesday, open up the shades and sit down and pray."

And here's the beat that 84 Caprice did for the song Karma. Long-time fans will remember that Prof has been planning to do a song with it for a couple of years now.  I remember it wasn't too long after Recession Music that he mentioned it (don't remember where) and I was looking forward to it on KVP2, but it wasn't there.

84 Caprice has a lot of good stuff at SoundCloud and his bandcamp page.

Whiskey (lyrics)

Produced by Ant (of Atmosphere).
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One last round please,
Thank you.

I'm gon keep on drinkin' whiskey, yeah,
Till the cows come home, yeah.
I said I'm gon keep on drinkin' whiskey, yeah,
Till the cows come home, yeah.

My baby loves me so much she goes through my phone every time I fall asleep.
When I wake up in the morning, little momma, she just won't let me be.
Say, what is a man to do about a woman when he can't make a sound.
Said I'm lookin' at the bottle, and my whiskey, man, she won't let me down.

That's why I'm gon keep on drinkin' whiskey, yeah,
Till the cows come home, yeah.
That's why I'm gon keep on drinkin' whiskey, yeah,
Till the cows come home, yeah.

On and, on and, on and on and on, we go.
I'm already useless to you so you can't tell me no.
No doubt I don't care 'bout what you think 'bout me and my mistress.
She let's me be me.
That's more than I can say about you, woman.

I'm gonna keep on drinkin' whiskey, till the cows come home.
I'm gonna keep on drinkin' whiskey, till the cows come home.

Float (lyrics)

I'm not an MC murderer, I just kill a lot.
Ripped the spot, call me Mr. rips a lot, kill the block.
Whether I am ill or not,
Better tie your fill or not.
By my chest 'cause you can't stop'em movin' cinderblock.
With the loose lip, candy's round up pool sticks.
Straight up stupid, eagles made of bruises.
And my momma always told me I can do this.
Chase my dreams, high beams, momma I can choose this.
Who rips better than me, I'll let 'em enter the dream,
And see what I breath and feel what I see.
At the age of 15, a man in me, had to be born to protect my family.
But now he's asking me, and now I'm askin' back,
How we gonna put this fire out, ask 'em that.
I'll be the first one there, my sister will be the next to show,
Whose next to join the Lake and Cedar festival.
So burn, baby, burn. We don't need no water, let the mother-fucker burn.
And another mothers turn, to turn the other cheek.
To learn by yourself and survive by the week,
But I'm alive on the street where the talk is cheap.
And sick of swimmin' bitch I float.

Whoa, the days are bright,
But when I sleep got the moon at night.
And when I wake got another day,
Whoa-oo-oooah.
Learn from mistakes.
I got pictures in my pockets,
Got money for good causes.
Ah la la la la la la la la laaaaaaaaaah.

So now my poppa's gone again,
Gone like a lotta men.
Still got family, but no house to put my problems in.
And once again I'm a nomad.
I hold that cold, vocab, and make cold raps.
I hold that to myself.
I sing a song of an eagle with his wings clipped,
A man who has been stripped.
Seven years welfare, single mother, four children, college, we don't need no help here.
Show me the definition of some hard work.
I'll show you my mother livin' on this hard earth, but,
Yes, What a success,
Four kids raised in the best of the best.
And Anastasia, you can count on me,
Give you the strength that I have found in me.
And probably I can be the man,
That raised you and brought you up with his bare hands, but,
Yes, You can rest in peace,
I'm finally the strong man he meant me to be,
And effortlessly, he taught a lesson to me.
Nothin' in life is penalty free.
And I've gladly paid my dues,
I'm waiting for the sunshine to come around and shine my shoes.

Whoa,
The day's are bright,
But when I sleep got the moon at night.
And when I wake got another day.
Whoa-o-oh, learn from mistakes.
I got pictures in my pockets,
Got money for good causes.
Ah la la da da da da da da da da da daaaaaah.

Stay On Course (lyrics)

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Everyone I come across is trying to rap now.
Come on baby, come on baby.
Wanna ride the train, jump on my back now.
Come on baby, come on baby.
All ya gotta do is pack your bags now.
Come on baby, come on baby.
Work out (work that), work out (get it done), work out (whatta do), work out (work it).

Oh my god, oh my good lord.
Look at what we got here, best stay on course.
Start thinking like an animal,
Please look me up inside your catalog.
Red alert, red alert!
Who do you think is your next senator?
Baby it's so easy, believe me, seen it on TV, have you beansin beansin'
A little bit'll have you screamin'.
Pack your bags, jump on the train,
Make sure you're fastened, throw off the brakes.
I'll turn it out, no doubt,
Put 'em out, with a cloud, I'll run this house.
A little bit of fun, we’ll run with the chickens,
Get to Paul Bunyon's house.
Knock on the door, let's see who it is.
It's your P. R. O. F. neighbor and shit.
And yes I'm caterin' this, delayed till the majorly hits,
I'll park like paisley yits, hi, I was amazingly ripped.
Whuh?

Everyone I come across is trying to rap now.
Come on baby, come on baby.
Wanna ride the train, jump on my back now.
Come on baby, come on baby.
All ya gotta do is pack your bags now.
Come on baby, come on baby.
Work out (work that), work out (get it done), work out (whatta do), work out (work it).

Who's that crew with the funky jive,
Let 'em know Prof's alright fuckin' live,
Entertain, ragin, blazin, on stages, amazing braces,
Caucasians,
God damn this shit is blazin', its simply amazin',
Rainin' on my wood brainin'.
Switchin' lanes in,
My huffy, boom box's bangin',
I'm a big box star, mother-fuck'll leave ya hanging.
A little bit of rhetoric, never knowin' any etiquitte,
Better never let me down,
These better get sounds,
Repetitive, through a relative like a sedative.
Better get lost, I'll take that frost,
Stomp-ooh-flost, cosmonauts.
Rahz is tops, call the cops! (Call some, 9-1-1)
I've witnessed naked kissin' kittens in my kitchen,
Doing dishes.
You know the flow is vicious,
You know I'm catchin' fishes.
I stay cut up from the rug up and I'm fuckin' bitches.
Oh no, jump on the train, everybody do the hokey pokey, make your name.

Everyone I come across is trying to rap now.
Come on baby, come on baby.
Wanna ride the train, jump on my back now.
Come on baby, come on baby.
All ya gotta do is pack your bags now.
Come on baby, come on baby.
Work out (work that), work out (get it done), work out (whatta do), work out (work it).

It's bananas, is cameras, is bliss, I'm landing on top of these kids.
My bandit Bang-a-rang, Orangatang, Jump!
Bump, bump, bump, what's that sound in the trunk.
This is illegal on Lake Calahoon, punks.
Grab your motorcycles and rifles, we on a mission.
Knockin' on your block so hard from the beginning.
Listen to the south side traveler, south side, that's how I ride over amateurs.
I've been tested and schooled,
Raised by grizzlies and wolves, to make y'all look like fools,
And you're so cool.

Give me my knapsack,
Where are my raps at.
I need some ass cap.
I'm moving past that.

Peep Show (lyrics)

Produced by Verse One.
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After a decade of ruling underground rap,
Dominating the underwater cities in the Midwest with an iron lung,
He has come to where we live with unprecedented aggression.

I take a deep breath when I hit the surface,
Eh what the fuck man it’s lookin’ like a circus.
So many long legged women I’m runnin’ in inbetween them,
Gigantic women, wonder where I fit in.
Wanna have some chitlen,
Want to watch ‘em play in the backyard when me’n you are just chillin’.
But I’m just kiddin’, that’s in the future,
And if you got some big game Prof is the shooter.
And if you are a website, I am a computer.
And if you are the shit then Mr Prof is the pooper.
Girl I’m a freak I'ma do it how you’ve never done it,
Sit back while daddy puts some pepper on it.

Go on freak it out, toot that ass up,
Go on freak it out, girl getcha money right.
Go on freak it out, toot that ass up,
Go on freak it out, girl getcha money right.

If you want to, if you want to, ba da bum bum bum bum.
If you really want to, ba da bum bum, ba da bum bum bum bum.

Right now girl you lookin’ like crack,
Like you’d totally be illegal in the sack.
I’ve seen Prof turn a nerd into a playmate.
Like it’s the crack of dawn that just made the daybreak.
Marathon man, hands down I’m an elephant.
Olly olly oxen free, gotta be intelligent.
Suck a dick snuffaluffagus.
Nothing but freaks in the room,
You can find me where the trouble is.
Needless to say always comes with something said,
Like, “Needless to say I would enjoy getting head.”
Yo, I’m sick of proving I’m the best,
Just listen to the chorus as the dancers do the rest.

Go on freak it out, toot that ass up,
Go on freak it out, girl getcha money right.
Go on freak it out, toot that ass up,
Go on freak it out, girl getcha money right.

If you want to, if you want to, ba da bum bum bum bum.
If you really want to, ba da bum bum, ba da bum bum bum bum.

Yo, all you rappers suck, Dyson,
If your game's loose, holla at me, I’m a titan.
And I’m also a freak,
Seven days out the week,
Prof a freak ‘o nature over a beat.
Your body don’t make sense,
I’ma camalabadon,
Like a kamikaze pilot fighting with a helmet on.
Girl you so bulbous, the nerve, struttin’ the legs around,
And I love it when you act pompous.
Her place for dinner, got out my Corvette,
And I press the door bell with my ring finger.
She up in lingerie tryin’ to act subtle,
Girl without question you are askin’ for trouble.

Go on freak it out, toot that ass up,
Go on freak it out, girl getcha money right.
Go on freak it out, toot that ass up,
Go on freak it out, girl getcha money right.
Go on freak it out, toot that ass up,
Go on freak it out, girl getcha money right.
Go on freak it out, toot that ass up,
Go on freak it out, girl getcha money right.

AAaaaoooooohh, Fuck Yeah!

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.

Elephant (lyrics)

Full song
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Prof, Prof, Prof
Mother fucker I'm on some different shit
Prof,

Bitch, I'm in the mall,
Runnin' around witcha mom 'n them,
Still wonderin' what the muhfuckin' problem is.
Young P on the seat on a rocketship,
Socks with moccasins,  bitch, watch this shit,
Check it check it out, I'm illegal,
Your whole team throw brick when you free throw,
If a motherfucker tells me that he really wants it,
I'ma buck out like Al Pacino,
Chillin' out on the motherfuckin porch with the torch, in the short,
Man you know I'm a realist.
If you really want to know who's a chump when I pose at the show,
You know what the deal is.
I buck out hard, they tell me I'm retarded,
Consider me guilty regardless of the charges,
Eh Prof already done it, man I'm marvelous.
Hey, fuck the club, man, tell me where the bar is.

Can you believe that,
I got a mean chick,
I got the goons with me,
I got to live young,
I got the pimp in me,
I got the city jumpin'
I got the midwest,
Hey!

Elephant style, my balls all swoll,
Don't tell me I'm a big deal, Awreddy know,
Hey turn the music up,
Lie till your teeth hurt,
Been there done that, got the T-shirt,
Tick tick tick tick ticky tick tock,
If you're looking for a chair you can sit on my cock.
What's that, a tattoo, girl?
K fresh, how'n that assasin girl.
You're a-10? I'm a-10.
Let's get together we can be bed friends,
I'ma up on my mind,
Give me something to do,
Whisper in your boy's ear, it could all come true.
I pinch your baby fat, summin' like a penny,
I dont' need another shot, I got em' good and plenty.
You can tell how I limp, I'm all rainy.
Good and gone, girl, You lookin' good like a tenny.


Can you believe that,
I got a mean chick,
I got the goons with me,
I got to live young,
I got the pimp in me,
I got the city jumpin'
I got the midwest,
Hey!

Big Pof bitch, chillin' like a buffalo,
Moving around America, something like the Navajo,
I got the thick skin,
I'm T-Tonka,
Cruisin' like a slab,
Go ahead and tell your momma,
I was like, I was like,he was like,
Ding ding ding ding ding ding dong,
Prof at the door with a big ding dong.
Ding dong, got my mink on, make it wet, turn your sink on.
Hang on, can I bang on,
You know what it is, in the trunk is King Kong.
Elephant style, my balls all swoll,
Dont' tell me I'm a big deal, Aarreddy know
Eh turn the music up, lie till your teeth hurt,
Been there, done that, got the T-shirt,

Can you believe that,
I got a mean chick,
I got the goons with me,
I got to live young,
I got the pimp in me,
I got the city jumpin'
I got the midwest,
Hey!

Buck out, get retarded!
Buck out, get retarded!
Buck out, get retarded!
Buck out!

Hostage (lyrics)

Full song

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Bitch, I'm completely fuckin' retarded.
Swervin' through the lanes at a game like I'm carsick.
Rose up, myself, with no misstep,
He tell me I'm and best and I ain't even rich yet.
Yeah, ain't nobody like me,
Fruity MCs filled with Hi C,
Down syndrome up in my IV,
Bucking like a muh-fuckuh, getting cryphy.
Pound for pound, I'll match with anybody.
On the track, it's a fact, bitch, tell me something.
I flowedja backwards, ass first, you botox douchbag rappers.
When they see that cold god row by they like Oh my!
Prof, when the album drop?
Tell 'em to hold tight.
And don'tcha know I got the studio jumpin?
The CD's a miracle, Gampo Two's comin'.

Ya got that, [Hey!]
Ya got that, [Hey!]
Ya got that, [Hey!]
Ya got that, [Hey!]
Ya got that, [Hey!]
Ya got that, [Hey!]

Konechy-wa, snitch.
Prof's about to break your jaw, bitch.
And there ain't anybody here saw shit.
And don't make me up and leave with the hostage.
I'm extra diesel, best believe I likes you people.
Ya'll felt up, I'm untouchable like a nest of eagles.
You're Rin-Tin-Tin.
Young Prof is a gampo king pin, let it sink in.
I'm an almighty artifact, intact, in fact put your skin back from the impact.
Get it straight bitch, I'm tougher than nails.
Can't fail, made from sperm, out da cup in the grails.
Holy as shit, holy shit, I'm as cold as it gets.
Open you up, like a muzzle with clips.
I'm Indiana Jones coated with chrome.
Ball sack, come on we’ll be back for dinner at home.

Ya got that, [Hey!]
Ya got that, [Hey!]
Ya got that, [Hey!]
Ya got that, [Hey!]
Ya got that, [Hey!]
Ya got that, [Hey!]

Yeah, I'm hard fluoride, 
Four eyes couldn't even see her short sides.
Her short guys on the seats courtside.
While I'm in the game plan.
I'll let this stretch so beat the fuck up,
You would have thought it was a gang bang.
That's what it is, bitch.
Prof puts together just like a fist is.
Trick rip, me clean morphine,
Your whole crew is donuts, I am tired of the whole scene.
And you've been hit by a smooth criminal.
Prof is in the kitchen eating vitamins and minerals.
Prof is in the mall, hitting on women in intervals.
Prof is getting into fights like he is invincible.
Kaiser Von Powderhorn, I’ma General.

Yeah, Ya got that, [Hey!]
Ya got that, [Hey!]
Ya got that, [Hey!]
Ya got that, [Hey!]

Terminator (lyrics)

Full song

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You know what the fuck this is.

Eh, just be easy man, I think I forgot how good I was.

Push and shove, when it comes down to that, bitch I'll fuck you up.

Uppercut. Take you to back of the shed and then I'll cut you up,

Into little pieces like Reeses, man that should hush you up.

Just when they get to thinking that I am a party boy

I'll let my hands fly, summin' like an army boy.

I bring the circus, call me Prof the carny boy.

Arm me boy, calling all y'all to try and find me boy!

Bitch, you can't fuck with this!

Ever seen nuts like this?

Ever seen 20 below make a rapper's skin as tough as this?

I've had enough of this.

I'm seize a snuffle-ufagous.

And when those rappers meet me, they lookin' like they kind of scared,

Kind of like I'll pick them up and throw them down a flight of stairs.

Rappin' just like a mad man, damn man.

Eh, that's all I know.

Buckin' out, handin' out eye protection before my shows.

And me and Rahz nothing but a pair of assholes.

I'm the flyest of all time, Pterodactyl.

You're a trashy lawn tire.

I'm literally on fire.

Bon fire. You're in the seats.

I am the umpire.

Hot sex, gun fights, Uzis, Jacuzzis.

Jumpin' outta helicopters.

Keepin bear in cuzies.

Seven thousand volts,

Keep your finger on my pulse,

I'll be swimmin' in them throats.

Bitch, believe I'm on a boat.

Yeah.

Swimmin’ through your city limits in minutes I'm eating spinach.

Cock eyed, pop eye, soft guy, I think he's finished.

I'm sick, best believe it's untreatable.

Even though your ride with me, I'll throw you out the vehicle.

You're livin’ for your tax cut, I'm livin’ like a mack truck

Swerving through the lanes,

Face down, trick ass up.

There is only one Prof,

Accept no impersonators.

I'll show up and serve them later,

Terminator.

On My Way (lyrics)

Produced by 84 Caprice.
Full song
Clean version
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I seen you lookin’ at  me sideways with the hate face all summer, despite my karma,
It looks real clear to you that I’m on my way.
Yeah
And I been told my whole life on the mic I’ll amount to nothin’, so just stop runnin’.
It’s clear to me that these fuck’s should get out my way.
Yeah
There’s a couple different people in the world,
You got your different colors, you got your boys and girls,
You got the good people like your family and your friends,
But every once a while you meet some people on the fence.
I try to think that everybody is sugar and spice,
Until these haters come along and try to get in a fight,
I put ok to what they want, and put my fist in their pipe,
That’s when I realized I wasn’t even doin’ it right.
I’ll make these motherfuckin’ cocksuckers shut the fuck up,
‘Cause nothin’ works better than success right.
That’s why, this time, I’ma work real hard for myself.

‘Cause that’s in the past and it’s a brand new day, a brand new day,
I’m on my way, I’m on my way, I’m on my way.
‘Cause that’s in the past and it’s a brand new day, a brand new day,
I’m on my way, I’m on my way, I’m on my way.

Slept on a beanbag most of my childhood.
And piss broke is a joke if it sound good.
Right when you’re there at the bottom,
A man’ll come along and try to screw on the top.
But don’t stop givin’ everything thatcha got
Follow your dreams, might even be able to even piss in a pot.
I wanted to tell you that I’m far from perfect,
Spent time doing shit that was worthless.
Woke up many times with a knot in my stomach,
About to fight the night before drunk and blunted,
Enough I done it, I mean I must have fronted,
I see the door to the past I need to fastly shut it.
Lot of time to talk shit just to sound tough,
I’ve done many things I’m not proud of.
I can sit a get lost in nostalgia, but now what, time to move ahead and mount up.

‘Cause that’s in the past and it’s a brand new day, a brand new day,
I’m on my way, I’m on my way, I’m on my way.
‘Cause that’s in the past and it’s a brand new day, a brand new day,
I’m on my way, I’m on my way, I’m on my way.

I seen you lookin’ at  me sideways with the hate face all summer, despite my karma,
It looks real clear to you that I’m on my way.
Yeah

How’s an old folk gonna tell a young kid that he or she can’t be whatever they’d like, like
Whatever I like, whenever I write, I need the space to say whatever I’d like, right.
So let me see what I’m gon be, I ain’ gon let someone else put a limit on me
And just because you put a limit on you doesn’t make it fair to tell me that that’s what I’m gonna do.
You must be scared to fall, lookin’ at me like I don’t care at all.
And why should I hold on to a crash, when it’s clear to me that there’s no future in the past.
Get up now!

‘Cause that’s in the past and it’s a brand new day, a brand new day,
I’m on my way, I’m on my way, I’m on my way.
‘Cause that’s in the past and it’s a brand new day, a brand new day,
I’m on my way, I’m on my way, I’m on my way.
‘Cause that’s in the past and it’s a brand new day, a brand new day,
I’m on my way, I’m on my way, I’m on my way.
‘Cause that’s in the past and it’s a brand new day, a brand new day,
I’m on my way, I’m on my way, I’m on my way.

I could start over, yeah,
Start over, start over,
Yeah, start over...........

Fire on youtube, transcribed lyrics

Click the transcribe option under the video, and here's what you get:

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Animal (Lyrics)

Full song

Music video
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I was like...
Bo bo boooo, da bu dabu daaaaah, dabu daaaahh,
I'm an animal.
Bo bo boooo, da bu dabu daaaaah, dabu daaaahh,
Whah dey call me? I'm an animal.
Bo bo boooo, da bu dabu daaaaah, dabu daaaahh,
I'm an animal.
Bo bo boooo, da bu dabu daaaaah, dabu daaaahh,
What they call me, I'm an animal.

 I’m in the game to win seabreeze.
Crawlin’ like a kid.
Feeling like a crocodile, looking for a chicken.
Absolutely, I'm a hyena,
A track factory, like I work in Chi-Yeena.
I'm the coolest muh-fucker you've ever seen
I smell like potpourri when I ain't’ even clean.
Last man standing, first man home.
I’m a clever motherfucker, call me Sherlock Holmes.
I rap lethal, a clickety clack.
Would you believe I game spit, about as good as I rap.
And I been looking for a rapper as good as your boy here.
Still can’t find him and I swear I have no idea.
I’m at your shows and I’m snoozing like a possum.
You're at my shows like, "This is totally awesome."
Powderhorn trick, yeah I’ll rep my hood, 
I plan to live forever, so far so good.

 --hook--

 I'm in the club, fist pumpin’ like a champion.
Prof is on the radio.
Mushroom stamped in them.
I'm constipated, I don’t give a shit, live a woman, fuck a bitch
Prof is such a hypocrite.
Line 'em up, look 'em down, pick 'em up, take ‘em out, 
hit ‘em up. lay it on, take it off, start again.
Line 'em up, look 'em down, pick 'em up, take ‘em out, 
hit ‘em up. lay it on, take it off.
I'm heavy as a hippopato, 
That hit the lotto.
Blast off to Apollo. 
That instamatto.
P is for pelican.
R is for rabbit.
I'm fly, I'm fast, I stack cabbage.
O is for oxen.
F is for falcon.
I'm in between all of these animals, like Malcolm.
And fuck the record sales I ain’t even countin’.
Just when you turn it up,
Make sure this shit's bouncin'.

 --hook--

 There was an animal, 
Prof was his name-oh.
Bingo, wonder why I move like a gringo.
Got a little dance and it goes like this, yo.
Start lined up like someone shooting a free throw.
Line em up, look em down, pick em up, take em out, 
hit em up, lay it on, take it off, start again.
Line em up, look em down, pick em up, take em out, 
hit em up, lay it on, take it off, start again.
Line em up, look em down, pick em up, take em out, 
hit em up, lay it on, take it off, start again.
Line em up, look em down, pick em up, take em out, 
hit em up, lay it on, take it off, start again.
Line em up, look em down, pick em up, take em out, 
hit em up, lay it on, take it off, start again.
Line em up, look em down, pick em up, take em out, 
hit em up, lay it on, take it off now.

 --hook--

 I'm running I'm jumpin’ I'm swimming I'm climbing.
I'm flying.
Yeah.
Kaiser Von Powderhorn 2
Snitch
Broadcasting live.
Minneapolis minnesnowta.
Deeeeh.  Ooowup.

Let Me In (Lyrics)

Full song (the full song has a second part for which I haven't transcribed the lyrics)

I sing it, and she comes up and goes by my ear and goes something like this:

I've knocked so hard, why don'tcha let me in.
I've fought so long, it's part of my skin.
And this is my life, these are my goals.
Hardest life, my answers shows.

I've knocked so hard, why don'tcha let me in.
I've fought so long, it's part of my skin.
And this is my life, these are my goals.
Hardest life, my answers shows.

Street presence, you can find me 'round the corner.
Double dutch, ice cream truck, jump these motherfuckers.
Take their bike, I'll watch, we'll put it in my garage,
Sell it for 30 and put 15 in my sock.
Buy some baseball cards, and get off scott-free,
Until my daddy finds my, whoops me till I can't breathe.
And poppa died on a Wednesday, open up the shades, and sit down and pray.
Slow down and numb yourself home-boy, you gotta eat something,
Gotta keep walking we'll make it someday.

And this is my life, these are my goals, hardest life my answers shows.
I've knocked so,

And we didn't have a penny, I was emptyin' my pockets,
Take the bus, come home to drippy faucets.
Drive by's in the day-time, last breath, life losts, Sarah, and I've witnessed life's costs.
Died in the arms of a white woman, Miss Deleahscolly with a stranger with his life tookin'.

I've knocked so hard, why don'tcha let me in.
I've fought so long, it's part of my skin.
And this is my life, these are my goals.
Hardest life, my answers shows.

Animal (video)