Arlis Michaels - The Professional Chiller lyrics

Hook:Who you know iller? Who you know realer? You're now rocking with the professional chiller! Raised by wolves natural born k**ers Zippers in the jacket like Michael Jackson in thriller Its me its me its me its me its me! Uh Uh The hate be real the love be fake When times get hard you know the god be great How much sh** could one man take? And i dont get tired and i dont need no breaks ahh I ride till i die like paul walker Shootin n***as as i ride on my skywalker Im like shaft with the paragraphs A silent k**er so your d**h we can't tell a graph A beast over beats im a psychopath And do whatever it takes just to get the cash Live now or die now You already know i got to whole sh** tied down Hook I stay on my deem living the american dream Imma the sickest n***a you seen since Charlie Sheen Im the best player running through every team From the county of Kings f**ing b**hes from outta Queens ahh I never fold nor bend And f** knockin i kick the b**h off the hinge When sh** is poppin you know the beef a never end No need for me to follow cause i start my own trends I need more money and need less friends You could learn alot from a man with a benz Like if you have sense you gon make dollars The more dollars you get the hoes gon holla Hook No days off I'm full time grinding Started from the bottom Now im shinin Just know everything you do takes timing I did it on my own I ain't need co-signing Dr-dr- dreams of being rich as a shorty Now look i speak my own language like E-40 Another day another another dollar another story to tell We going through hell just to get the glory oh well The truth hurts reality bites Like what you see on TV is not reality right? But imma be me for the rest of my life Go ahead sleep on the kid like the rest of the night Good night! Hook