The Pros

[Intro: Oh No] So whatchu gonna do? When the 805 crew come lookin for you Big up to The Professionals [?], Hit-Man Big up to Madlib, the bad kid Dr. No, crush it [Verse 1: Oh No & Madlib] Look, look Uh, shit, I could squeeze blood out the dryer stone Buzzed out of space that the astronaut pilots flown Above the clouds and when I'm down I'm on an iron throne When niggas act wild they get thrown into a lion tomb Welcome to the riot zone Where all eyes is on I alone with Madlib Burn the track like Firestone to Pirellis We prevail, the stack a little fetti The acts are petty, got 'em jelly Get Makaveli down, like a deli I got bread bakin' I could roast beef and pigs, to me that's a damn bacon Shit is landbreakin' See, I can see y'all shook the way y'all hand shakin' 'Cause we roll sharp as machetes, what you make is Madlib You see how many emcees I run through If I want to I haunt you I haunt you if I want to If I want to I walk up and give a nigga that one-two When I come through it's Sun Tzu It's Sun Tzu when I come through The one who is quick to have an attitude like fuck you For the bucktooth We kept it professional, give it up, fool And then you're through And then you're through [?] and then you're through [Outro] And make all them punk-ass coworkers of yours catch those vapers as you be off and about. You going? We fly you there. You been? We done already flew up in there You see that nigga ridin'? Y'all niggas funny 'round here. Y'all niggas ain't gettin' no money. I've been getting this shit since I was motherfuckin' in junior high school, nigga, I feel like I was a star for life. Y'all niggas selling coke and getting bad ends, sellin' dubs and dimes and shit. Nigga, don't sell tens. Nigga, sell thousands, sell motherfuckin' bricks, nigga. Stop doing the smalltime, nigga. Do it big, you ever heard that saying?