Fashawn & The Alchemist - Professor F lyrics

rate me

Speed this shit to get you open wide

So roll la couple of… to blow your eyes

Who’s that nigga?

Don’t be surprised

He is a young af from the far left side

Time is money and there’s nothing that I can afford

Reminiscent when I had a form

It’s more bullshit

Than when I’m at the door

Tryin’ to win Monopoly

Death over the silent street

And yes, I confess

I smoke a lot of weed

Maybe in my absence

All I seem to hear is that I’m crazy more than average

I don’t vacate I hibernate

Awake just to defecate on your cyber space

Far from the father’s sinner

Tell him to survive the winter

A nightmare ‘til you bring beginners

It’s a lot of years behind, admit it

Niggaz speed up

Cause we way over the limit

I’m KO when I’m finished

Grab a hole and a chemist

I’m controlling the rhyme

You controlling the rhythm

I just focused my energy on a channel list

They running red lights like ambulances

Your fellow is way off the street

What you makin’ a one

He’s counting on the week

Never saw a defeat

Like I was born on OB

Usually victory doesn’t sound this sweet

They might never understand he flow

Why they expire?

They’re recording

Still on the game

Or on the rest tire

Tell me what you’re stemming at?

Ball so hard

Slam my hand to a back board

And this is how real rap is

I’m a may back

You are a sea class

You’re catchin’ a heat rash

Tryin’ to be fast

Makin’ minutes this mad

Really?

It’s simple as Math

Ashes to ashes

Your acid finishes

Never clash with a master

You rewrite it

As a matter of fact you bastards should ask for permission

Your hoe wants me passed the entrance

I’m bad like Mike Dash

Your Jackson niggaz

Smack that in the middle

In the lab you’re a victim

We get swaged

Motherfucker is F