| Song | The Pro's |
| Artist | Lone Catalysts |
| Album | Hip Hop |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : J. Rawls, Sanders | |
| Yo, what I need for you to do is just listen | |
| Open up your ears cause what you hear is mint condition | |
| Type shit that you bump when you be out on a mission | |
| Bendin city blocks in a Range or Expedition, or whatever you're pushin | |
| If you're trekin get a walkman and some headphones with cushion | |
| J. Rawls, what you think, some of these rappers are douchin? | |
| (Yeeaaah!) Cause they actin real sweet with the glamor and glitz | |
| Soft to ???? hardrocks when the camera clicks | |
| Test me, then you and your whole fam'll get ripped | |
| See, I'm not the DJ, but still the man in the mix | |
| Easily handle this quick, then testify to the Most High | |
| I didn't mean to do it but my temperature's blew it | |
| Suckers put up fronts but yo, I see right through it | |
| Like H2O fluid in a glass container | |
| So when it's all said and done there will be one remainder | |
| (The Lone Catalysts) zuong! while you're in a hanger | |
| 33 000 feet above, get enough love | |
| You know why, you know why? | |
| [CHORUS x2] | |
| Because everywhere we go people seem to know | |
| The the Lone Catalysts will rock the show | |
| Make all the ladies say (aaaw!) fellas say (hooo!) | |
| Then collect the dough cause we are the pros | |
| [VERSE 2: J. Sands] | |
| The Lone Catalysts, professionals at this | |
| I mean, the rhymes, the loops, the snares, the kicks | |
| Ain't no joke, baby paw, this is as good as it gets | |
| A lotta y'all with the raps and beats just seem to miss | |
| Like you ain't tryin hard e-nough to be part of | |
| The most elite, you can't compete, so why bother? | |
| Swimmin with the sharks when you can barely thread the water? | |
| This is the pros, you're amateur, not a starter | |
| You need to take time out | |
| To properly learn how to spit your rhyme out | |
| I mean seriously, du | |
| Can't you see that this industry is all about loot? | |
| So if you're comin with the wack you'll never recoup | |
| And that doesn't make sense, to not make sense | |
| When you're supplyin the demand with the rhymes you invent | |
| It's simplistic, but don't get it twisted | |
| Cause you still gotta know the logistics or you'll just be a statistic | |
| At home snack up on a two piece and a bisquit? | |
| My point: you're findin ???? in case you missed it | |
| [CHORUS] | |
| [VERSE 3: J. Sands] | |
| One time for your mind, two times for your body | |
| Three times for your soul, fourth time I take control | |
| With my man J. Rawls about to break the mold | |
| Under pressure never fold cause the hand that we hold | |
| Is laced tight with the trump that makes you bump-bump | |
| Don't front, cause suckers look chump right from the jump | |
| When they act like they want to battle against the monk | |
| Usually they probably drunk or feelin it from the skunk | |
| It's a sobering effect once we snap that neck like Erick and Parrish | |
| Even your peeps will be embarrassed | |
| So why you wan test against a strong guest | |
| Who you know gon' bless the East Columbus | |
| Style, we originated strictly from this | |
| Way I lay my vocals to his drum kicks | |
| With one swift paragraph I enlist | |
| You and yours to explore with the Catalysts | |
| [CHORUS] | |
| [ad libs] | |
| Lone Catalysts | |
| J. Sands and Rawls is how we do | |
| Professionals | |
| No amateurs allowed on the session tonight |
| zuo qu : J. Rawls, Sanders | |
| Yo, what I need for you to do is just listen | |
| Open up your ears cause what you hear is mint condition | |
| Type shit that you bump when you be out on a mission | |
| Bendin city blocks in a Range or Expedition, or whatever you' re pushin | |
| If you' re trekin get a walkman and some headphones with cushion | |
| J. Rawls, what you think, some of these rappers are douchin? | |
| Yeeaaah! Cause they actin real sweet with the glamor and glitz | |
| Soft to nbsp???? hardrocks when the camera clicks | |
| Test me, then you and your whole fam' ll get ripped | |
| See, I' m not the DJ, but still the man in the mix | |
| Easily handle this quick, then testify to the Most High | |
| I didn' t mean to do it but my temperature' s blew it | |
| Suckers put up fronts but yo, I see right through it | |
| Like H2O fluid in a glass container | |
| So when it' s all said and done there will be one remainder | |
| The Lone Catalysts zuong! while you' re in a hanger | |
| 33 000 feet above, get enough love | |
| You know why, you know why? | |
| CHORUS x2 | |
| Because everywhere we go people seem to know | |
| The the Lone Catalysts will rock the show | |
| Make all the ladies say aaaw! fellas say hooo! | |
| Then collect the dough cause we are the pros | |
| VERSE 2: J. Sands | |
| The Lone Catalysts, professionals at this | |
| I mean, the rhymes, the loops, the snares, the kicks | |
| Ain' t no joke, baby paw, this is as good as it gets | |
| A lotta y' all with the raps and beats just seem to miss | |
| Like you ain' t tryin hard enough to be part of | |
| The most elite, you can' t compete, so why bother? | |
| Swimmin with the sharks when you can barely thread the water? | |
| This is the pros, you' re amateur, not a starter | |
| You need to take time out | |
| To properly learn how to spit your rhyme out | |
| I mean seriously, du | |
| Can' t you see that this industry is all about loot? | |
| So if you' re comin with the wack you' ll never recoup | |
| And that doesn' t make sense, to not make sense | |
| When you' re supplyin the demand with the rhymes you invent | |
| It' s simplistic, but don' t get it twisted | |
| Cause you still gotta know the logistics or you' ll just be a statistic | |
| At home snack up on a two piece and a bisquit? | |
| My point: you' re findin nbsp???? in case you missed it | |
| CHORUS | |
| VERSE 3: J. Sands | |
| One time for your mind, two times for your body | |
| Three times for your soul, fourth time I take control | |
| With my man J. Rawls about to break the mold | |
| Under pressure never fold cause the hand that we hold | |
| Is laced tight with the trump that makes you bumpbump | |
| Don' t front, cause suckers look chump right from the jump | |
| When they act like they want to battle against the monk | |
| Usually they probably drunk or feelin it from the skunk | |
| It' s a sobering effect once we snap that neck like Erick and Parrish | |
| Even your peeps will be embarrassed | |
| So why you wan test against a strong guest | |
| Who you know gon' bless the East Columbus | |
| Style, we originated strictly from this | |
| Way I lay my vocals to his drum kicks | |
| With one swift paragraph I enlist | |
| You and yours to explore with the Catalysts | |
| CHORUS | |
| ad libs | |
| Lone Catalysts | |
| J. Sands and Rawls is how we do | |
| Professionals | |
| No amateurs allowed on the session tonight |
| zuò qǔ : J. Rawls, Sanders | |
| Yo, what I need for you to do is just listen | |
| Open up your ears cause what you hear is mint condition | |
| Type shit that you bump when you be out on a mission | |
| Bendin city blocks in a Range or Expedition, or whatever you' re pushin | |
| If you' re trekin get a walkman and some headphones with cushion | |
| J. Rawls, what you think, some of these rappers are douchin? | |
| Yeeaaah! Cause they actin real sweet with the glamor and glitz | |
| Soft to nbsp???? hardrocks when the camera clicks | |
| Test me, then you and your whole fam' ll get ripped | |
| See, I' m not the DJ, but still the man in the mix | |
| Easily handle this quick, then testify to the Most High | |
| I didn' t mean to do it but my temperature' s blew it | |
| Suckers put up fronts but yo, I see right through it | |
| Like H2O fluid in a glass container | |
| So when it' s all said and done there will be one remainder | |
| The Lone Catalysts zuong! while you' re in a hanger | |
| 33 000 feet above, get enough love | |
| You know why, you know why? | |
| CHORUS x2 | |
| Because everywhere we go people seem to know | |
| The the Lone Catalysts will rock the show | |
| Make all the ladies say aaaw! fellas say hooo! | |
| Then collect the dough cause we are the pros | |
| VERSE 2: J. Sands | |
| The Lone Catalysts, professionals at this | |
| I mean, the rhymes, the loops, the snares, the kicks | |
| Ain' t no joke, baby paw, this is as good as it gets | |
| A lotta y' all with the raps and beats just seem to miss | |
| Like you ain' t tryin hard enough to be part of | |
| The most elite, you can' t compete, so why bother? | |
| Swimmin with the sharks when you can barely thread the water? | |
| This is the pros, you' re amateur, not a starter | |
| You need to take time out | |
| To properly learn how to spit your rhyme out | |
| I mean seriously, du | |
| Can' t you see that this industry is all about loot? | |
| So if you' re comin with the wack you' ll never recoup | |
| And that doesn' t make sense, to not make sense | |
| When you' re supplyin the demand with the rhymes you invent | |
| It' s simplistic, but don' t get it twisted | |
| Cause you still gotta know the logistics or you' ll just be a statistic | |
| At home snack up on a two piece and a bisquit? | |
| My point: you' re findin nbsp???? in case you missed it | |
| CHORUS | |
| VERSE 3: J. Sands | |
| One time for your mind, two times for your body | |
| Three times for your soul, fourth time I take control | |
| With my man J. Rawls about to break the mold | |
| Under pressure never fold cause the hand that we hold | |
| Is laced tight with the trump that makes you bumpbump | |
| Don' t front, cause suckers look chump right from the jump | |
| When they act like they want to battle against the monk | |
| Usually they probably drunk or feelin it from the skunk | |
| It' s a sobering effect once we snap that neck like Erick and Parrish | |
| Even your peeps will be embarrassed | |
| So why you wan test against a strong guest | |
| Who you know gon' bless the East Columbus | |
| Style, we originated strictly from this | |
| Way I lay my vocals to his drum kicks | |
| With one swift paragraph I enlist | |
| You and yours to explore with the Catalysts | |
| CHORUS | |
| ad libs | |
| Lone Catalysts | |
| J. Sands and Rawls is how we do | |
| Professionals | |
| No amateurs allowed on the session tonight |