Pro the Leader - Trak List lyrics

[Chorus 2X: Pro the Leader] I looked at your tracklist, you got some ill features And it appears goo, but your album ain't sh** You got so and so to produce you a track Yeah he got paid a grip, but his beats ain't sh** [Holocaust] You will remember, the savage sword of the Emperor A skull and MechWarrior gear, as you enter A rebel spirit, electric charge your brain cancer War scout, soldier, gunner, defender and commander How things went bad for the controversial defender Ruffle feathers and opinions galore, your soul's rendered A look back in Castlevania, a dark symphony of titanium The place blown to smithereens by some uranium You're a casualty of intergalactic war I was not very happy with your response I'm a bullet which Cloud City battle launched A long time ago I caused explosions in a war Now today I'm here to cause explosions for ever more Chopping blocks will dominantly be revealed in Hip Hop Your backbone is connected to you ear bone so stop Or get dropped down onto a cage sit down and watch Sally Doe, it's not possible to make me drop Fire violinist, outside Arena Rock The Ghost Recon Holocaust was unlocked [Chorus 2X] [Pro the Leader] Sound waves, examine the moves made You couldn't get out of the way, your reaction time was too late To underestimate me is a detrimental mistake Write rhymes like mines that are strategically placed Dog, we laugh in the face of adversity I got these crazy motherf**ers always chasing me Basically, I don't really care who you claim to be Fools be on an Ego-trip but not ultra magnetic style Feel the hardcore verbal critical beat down It's high as f** stand in room only nowhere to sit down Disattach my forearm (artillery), watch it transform into a mic now Mechanical mic-hand Yeah, 'The Hulk' versus The f**ing Thing Oh that's right, when it comes to Pro you're not knowing While fools be all out for the sales like Terrell Owens And did I mention when I see the mic I'ma rip it Don't make me exile you rappers to a timeless alternate dimension I don't care how many blunts you're blowing back Been there, done that, I don't wanna hear your wack raps Spend my whole life consumed in this Marvel in my hype flow, f** it dog I might blow And I advise you fools not to ever step to The Professional [Chorus 2X]