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)

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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)

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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)

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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.
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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)

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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)

I Met Prof

Prof was in Salt Lake City March 29th and did a show at Kilby Court, and The Urban Lounge.
He did about 8 songs, from memory, Down Dirty, Figured Out, Animal, Elephant, Rules, Superstyle, and Hostage.  I talked to him for a minute or two, he seemed busy and I didn't want to get in the way.

Figured Out (lyrics)

Produced by Dillon Parker and 84 Caprice
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It takes a little bit to figure you out,
You're broken, you're flat, you're weak.
It takes a little bit to figure you out,
So put that tongue back in your cheek.
It takes a little bit to figure you out,
You're broken, you're flat, you're weak.
It takes a little bit to figure you out,
So put that tongue back in your cheek.

Everybody knows someone just like you,
You dress up, you fuck and you blow.
If you are a man, then I mean you too.
You think you are too cool for the show.
You are not good people, you're rotten on the inside.
You're only foolin' yourself, you're see-through.
Why you gotta hate, why you gotta put your nose up, 
Every day, yeah.

Don't wanna dap anybody up.
Gotta keep thinking you're the shit, best up in the club.
When I know that you'll probably fold, 
When the times get tough, 
When the weather gets cold.
You're a front you're a fake.
You're a snitch you're a snake.
You can't say shit like noise, you're that type of people boy.

It takes a little bit to figure you out,
You're broken, you're flat, you're weak.
It takes a little bit to figure you out,
So put that tongue back in your cheek.
It takes a little bit to figure you out,
You're broken, you're flat, you're weak.
It takes a little bit to figure you out,
So put that tongue back in your cheek.

Everybody knows someone just like you.
You pose and you flex and you stunt.
If you are a girl then I mean you too.
You define a bitch or a cunt.
You are pretty on the outside, you're ugly on the inside.
You're only foolin' yourself, you're see-through.
Why you gotta act so conceited baby, leave it baby.
Hey, yeah, yeah, eh, eh.

You treat other girls like a piece of shit, you piece of shit.
So obsessed at the top of the clique.
Running around with your damn purse and your tits.
You piece of shit.
That's you type people, ya'ain't nothin' new type people.
You make me want to hurl, you're that type of people girl.

It takes a little bit to figure you out,
You're broken, you're flat, you're weak.
It takes a little bit to figure you out,
So put that tongue back in your cheek.
It takes a little bit to figure you out,
You're broken, you're flat, you're weak.
It takes a little bit to figure you out,
So put that tongue back in your cheek.

Fire (lyrics)

Full song
Music video
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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.

Figured Out

Here's another.  
Prof has does a certain type of song that really sticks out to me, Let Me In, Motor, Mother, Baby Jacob.  He moves away from the partying and revelry toward something calm, sincere, perhaps with some urgency in it.  And it comes out a little again in Figured Out.


It takes a little bit to figure you out,
You're broken, you're flat, you're weak.


He completely slams anyone who is false, pretentious, haughty, etc.


You treat other girls like a piece of shit, you piece of shit!
So obsessed at the top of the clique.


Most of the song he's singing like in A Month From Now, but in Figured Out there are a few lines that he raps.  


It's a high quality piece of work.  Get it here.  Get the whole EP here.

Misc Prof/Rahz Reviews and Interviews

1st Ave show review - City Pages (April 2013)

Prof interview - City Pages Cover Story (April 2013)

Prof story/interview - Vita.MN (April 2013, reprinted in the Star Tribune)

Prof interview - Mezzic.com (July 2012)

Project Gampo review (City Pages) (Dec 2007)

Kaiser Von Powderhorn 2 - Free Download

Kaiser Von Powderhorn 2 | Prof

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Find Prof Around the Internets

Facebook
Myspace
Vimeo
PureVolume (with 3 downloadable tracks from Absolutely)
MP3.com (The only review on there is mine.)
MinneWiki
Stophouse

Others?

Rocketman (video)

Fire (video)