Professional Rap

By Wax

On Clockwise

Released on May 31, 2010

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[Chorus]

Y'all remain in the box while we step out of it

The crowd love it, we do too we proud of it

We don't half-ass nothing we come hard every time

Every beat, every song, every bar, every line

It's so hard to define, I don't know why y'all try

It can't be fathomed by the mind of a small fry

But you can take a lesson in that

Sit back, shut your trap while professionals rap


[Verse 1: Wax]

Ain't nobody spittin' tighter

Crowds are gettin' hyper

I been rippin' cyphers

Since y'all were shittin' diapers

You Little Tike bikers with training wheels on them

Y'all dogs paddling, we Navy Seals frogmen

In aqua fatigues

You are not in our league

You're a lesser breed

Follow the professor's lead

Smart people sit intent at their desk

But most of y'all dummies are content with F's

You little toddlers

Sheep flock followers

Deep cock swallowers

We pop thermometers

E drops the melancholy

He rocks ominous beat chops

The butcher from the methodic meat shop

Where you can buy sound by the pound

If you're clowning around then sit the fuck down

Homeboy, this ain't amateur night

So keep your hands off the mic if you can't handle it right, fool


[Chorus]

Y'all remain in the box while we step out of it

The crowd love it, we do too we proud of it

We don't half-ass nothing we come hard every time

Every beat, every song, every bar, every line

It's so hard to define, I don't know why y'all try

It can't be fathomed by the mind of a small fry

But you can take a lesson in that

Sit back, shut your trap while professionals rap


[Verse 2: Dumbfoundead]

Yo, belittle fucked rappers who lose

Get cut, battered and bruised

Blood splatters and oozes

I love battling fools

For a decade I been doing this, been murdering the booth

Y'all were nesting in the uterus, covered in mad goo

You mumbling baboons doing nothing but cover songs

Always playing it safe like fuckin' with rubbers on

We're raw dog

Balrog, punches are comin' strong

Mike feeding, I'm feeding lunch to these hungry palms

You bite style copiers of what's now popular

Couldn't see us if your fingers clutched on binoculars

Zoom in from the audience, see how the pros do it

Fall in love with the raps that you wanna propose to it

I'm bending knee, wedding ring, death do us part

Put an X through you marks

So get left in the dark

We're calling out names like you ordered at Starbuck's

You know the drill, the slogan's still "go get your bars up"


[Chorus]

Y'all remain in the box while we step out of it

The crowd love it, we do too we proud of it

We don't half-ass nothing we come hard every time

Every beat, every song, every bar, every line

It's so hard to define, I don't know why y'all try

It can't be fathomed by the mind of a small fry

But you can take a lesson in that

Sit back, shut your trap while professionals rap


[Verse 3: Herbal T]

Yo, I've lived many years spent a lot of 'em doing this

Tried to keep it funky on some guano manure shit

Never tried to copy 'cause I'm not a computer chip

Did my own thing like entrepreneurship

So many rappers make me wanna vomit, it's ludicrous

We keep it raw like sushi bar lobster and tuna fish

A lot of producers' motto is follow the music biz

But we redefining what music is

Autonomous

Cats can't follow this

Trashcan novices

Fat chance of toppin' this

Dope like poppy that's grown in Afghan provinces

Fuck all your wack plans and promises, I'ma just

Just supplement the beat like creatine

E chop it up like a guillotine

Wax, Herbal T, and DFD a team not to underestimate

Can't just talk it, man, you gotta demonstrate


[Chorus]

Y'all remain in the box while we step out of it

The crowd love it, we do too we proud of it

We don't half-ass nothing we come hard every time

Every beat, every song, every bar, every line

It's so hard to define, I don't know why y'all try

It can't be fathomed by the mind of a small fry

But you can take a lesson in that

Sit back, shut your trap while professionals rap