Da Proffesional Lyrics - Saukrates

[saukrates] 

I woke up at noon still aching from the previous 

Job I had to do last night, shit was serious 

Got up out my bed, and picked up my pointsetta 

And put him on the balcony so he could get a 

Little bit of city sun just to quench his thirst 

Plants gotta live too, 'cause they feed the earth 

Just then I got a call from pete slash blinky jones 

He said to meet him down a donny's house of pork and bones 

And bring the little girl, who people knew as matilda 

And often, who I say before gestapo could have killed her 

Picked up my grip, let it slide into the holster 

Although most of, them niggas fear me I'm supposed to 

Protect my neck, if not mine then big petey's 

Dipped in the door so no one could even see me 

I told matilda "wait outside for me boo" 

'cause the professional's always confidential, it's true 

Then pete said "yo, you know mikey budafeuco? " 

The mafucker cut my last shipment of bazooko 

And laced it with soda, so much that you could taste 

That slimy ? ? ? ? , I'll make him taste paste 

I said "yo, boss hit me with the source" 

And his whole family of course, you know what I mean 

Just hit me with the green and I'll see what I can do 

To mikey budafeu, he said "straight, arrange your crew" 

But that's a no no, the pro only murders solo 

I almost lost my life working with teams out in soho 

California beach, we was storming the place 

Fucked around and almost got buck by scarface 

Tony montana, but that's another story 

A whole other chapter, check the library 

Went back to my crib, kissed matilda goodbye 

She started to cry, the sight brought tears to my eys 

The next day made my connection, check my directon 

My flight to chicago, first class section 

I didn't recognize no one on the plane, this was strange 

My inside man was no where that I could claim 

The stewardess was over polite, I wondered why 

But I didn't give a fuck this trick was mad fly 

Speaking of fly, the pilot turned on the intercom 

Talking some kind of code something was wrong 

Everyone got out of their chairs calmly, and grabbed their stuff 

I tried to raise up, but my seat belt was tcuk 

Dig it, cool don't panic, I said "excuse me, my seat belt's broken" 

Then the back door opened, shit 

I hear it close and my belt unlock 

Turn around and there was four mafuckers with glocks 

Pointed straight to my dome piece, grabbed my chrome piece 

And licked two shots leaving four men deceased 

But how the fuck did two bullets kill four niggas 

Checked out the cock and found the pilot's cranium disfigured 

The click, another piece to my head bone 

Turn around and greet ms cleopatra jones 

"how ya doing baby? she said, "i'm chill how 'bout you? " 

"petey sent me as your crew, so what yo gonna do? " 

I landed the plane, checked in the hotel 

Horny like a mafucker from the ho smell 

Broke to the bathroom to clean myself, then she snuck in 

Naked to the pussy, straight up shower fuckin' 

The walls were shattering with echoes 

But ain't a question that killing mafuckers ain't my only profession 

Not after two hours of killing crotch 

Hit the sack, woke up early to plan my plot *echoed* 

** 4 seconds of silence ** 

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It was a mansion on the outskirts of chicago, I clout 

Hood went by the name of mikey budafeuco didn't like me 

Ms jones was around back I took the front gates 

Two punks on guard with uzis strapped to their waist 

Strolled towards a door, but pizano was like 

"yo, who the fuck are you? " then I pulled out my knife 

Slow, without a whipser or hint of hesitation 

Made one quick slash and committed decapitation 

Left the knife in the neck of the man on the left 

And hoppedover the fence, took a short breath *whew* 

It didn't take but a second to wait 

The rotwilders went psycho, I took one knee and grabbed my rifle 

And popped every last one of them sons of bitches 

Motivated like a mother by the riches, but no glitches 

Got to the door, which is the right button 

Red, yellow, or blue, pushed the blue then all of a sudden 

I heard footsteps of at least three men running sporting mack 10s 

Backflip under the porch and 

Pulled out my piano wire and wrapped it tight 

'round my fists, made it quick with very little fight 

Grabbed the fool on the right and silenced his ass 

Nigga on the left, a strangle was his death 

Motherfucker in the middle, play the monkey caught a cap 

Sucking my barrel like a crack junkie 

Got through the door and it was straight war 

Camo-flague gear getting torn by my ammo 

Run up the stairs, tripping over dead thugs 

Put they family to shame for fucking with my nigga's drugs 

Upon the second floor was faced with three doors, chose the first 

A ninja master showing his thirst for my life 

But little did he know I be trained 

Akido's my middle name, put his ass to shame 

Open the next door and out came kareem 

Jabbar, a barefoot size seventeen 

I said "choose your style" and nigga said "ostrich" 

Yeah sure nigga look more like he took one for hostage 

Swinging his shits with no style at all 

One swing of my sword left him four feet tall 

Third door opend slowly only to show 

Cleopatra getting fuck by mikey budafeuco 

At gunpont the bitch turned straight to heather hunter 

On a steroid, banging this fool like she wants to 

He didn't know I was there so I moved around the front 

Rubber gripping, pointed at his dome started tripping 

And pleading with my ass as if it ain't my job 

To eliminate the families of punks who rob 

Pull your dick out nigga this ain't no freak show 

Let 'em go 'cause he got touched by the professional 

My flight was straight sex in the private jet 

Heading home to collect my fitty dollar check 

I'm out *echoed* 

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