Artist: Pro the Leader & Holocaust f/ Road Block Album: Pro's Laboratory Song: Old Gator Men Typed by: ShadowlessZombieSwordsman [Pro the Leader] Easily maneuvering through flows Here to assassinate the president with a shot to his temple No one can take me out with subliminal messages Carrying rocket launchers in leather packages Delivering time bombs in over night packages Making my way through dark stair cases and mental passages Unfasten your skull with electro-magnet Fuck classic, my rhymes will be antique Definitely unique, incredible, unforgettable, like Nat King Cole Professional is Sobretti... I got a claw hand, stick a knife in your abdomen like Freddy And we got Warcloud in the house, Professional 'bout to turn the party out I used to do heroin, dilute it then I snort it Stick it to aluminum foil and watch me smoke it Strait dope addict, attracted to acid Thinking its a nice day to walk out to the middle of traffic Slam my 40oz down just to watch the glass shatter Shape-shifter, technique mind over matter A multitude of tracers appearing from the asphalt vapors Decimating you haters, creating craters Nearly perfect sentence structure, microphone alien abductor Tear this whole shit down Percussion destination got you facing elimination in my town... Mother Fucker (WARCLOUD!) Mother Fuckers... [Holocaust] I live in a hollowed out asteroid, its WARCLOUD! Better living through circuitry, Paleolithic surgery Half man, half planet Mercury, I hurt MC's One day it rained and the people began to melt Release the angles in the Euphrates River who sleep To slay a third of Earth's population for vindication A dirty helicopter, my blades are my swords When I descend upon you the sound of a zillion chariots Nightmare room of truth cause it's the scariest Men made of heads who eat inside the lake Shadowless zombie swordsmen, chills Swoop up on you and launch your head in the hills Sword mechanic tragic, mastermind Jurassic Laughing outnumbered, leave you bloody construction yard Shatter spirit shields with lyric fields A one armed ghost samurai from the past that murdered un-Godly The thunder struck oddly, I blast a dusty shotty Three gauged hideous slump your carcass the grittiest Angry wood cutters, shoulder fins, motion switch Blizzard kicks break soundwaves and astounds slaves Dirty mauler meat market massacre, mirage Crash the like the hammer of the Gods and leave you lodged Under heavy doors explore these warlords Mystic paradise, my axe closet with shovels in it... 9 million ninjas fall upon you with light sabers Cannibalistic neighbors, Ghost Pirates and heartless Raiders Old gator man who is seldom seen He lives in a cave made of moths with dusty wings... [Road Block] Stratospheric absorption, Anubis is deadly bomb like abortion MC's is fetal fecal material, in Laboratory trial with evolving styles Manipulating to mutation, for this they blame the game, I'm blaming the nation Through Astral concentration, The Mars surface is a hype service Secret bleed trinkets, wipe your memories, clean slate Roadblock stuck in the path, pause the mind state My razor strait steaks, crack chest bones Sewn to cenobites, held club fights with Tyler Durden I been a high hermit, avert my pervert My nerves hurt from rappers that 'Jabber Jaw' I'm raw, Rock do you smell what I'm cooking It doesn't matter, my abstract rhymes is phatter and tatter tanks Bank fag pirates and drop them off the plank so they can swim with a Mayko Snap skeletal from your speak box, in battle tournaments call me Kano Lyrics unclog your brain like Drano, so keep out of reach of children Illin from poison liquid spilling from my tooth frame I am ?suit sang? and praying to a mantis To increase my fighting skill, depth is beyond Atlantis My attitude don't smell nice, you call it rancid I'm like acid putting ripples in Lake Placid Then I death both croc's ??? and sock jocks, they bones pop And hearts drop out the foot, I'm dirty sut corky cook So don't eat the dinner It's a voodoo magic contest you get thinner and I'm the winner