[O.C.]

Uhh.. yeah, yo

Touch not, what not, say what one would

Aim is to move not back but frontwards

Go set eye upon the prize, more soul, also

("ladies and gentlemen") pleasure's all O's

Most know, some might not, find it irrelevant

Age with wisdom, speak with intelligence

Switch pitch up, let's see if hitters swing with it

Beat awkward, let's see how many people cling to it

Different design, comin forth mixtures like

exit cartel used in excess OD

O.C. bonded for life with this

I come through, niggaz whisper "He nice with his"

Been that, always, nothin changed but the game

Now a buck eighty-five, hype five-eight frame

Bumrush y'all ain't no retreat, it's a wrap now

It's a million muh'fuckers wantin to rap now

Some suck, others suc-ceed, some try hard

Most chance slim in the game to succeed

No sweat, found niche, now it's a done deal

Truth to be said, reachin heights unreal



[Chorus]

("let it be known") ("it's the professional")

("you know my name") ("O.C.")

[Xzibit: "Make the hard work look easy, fa' sheezy"]

[Nas: "Professional"] ("lyricist") [Nas: "Here's another classic"]



[O.C.]

Back on the scene, seein things more clear

Regroup my thoughts with a gift and a prayer

Praisin me, fall through it, no acknowledge for the game

and the things in the past you brought to it

Writers commited felonies; sayin my name in vein

Cocksucker givin credit to lames

O.C. never fell short, fell victim

Fell off, or lost touch, nor tried to adjust

Trust me, put your bid in, I'm so driven

Fairwell to these other rap lames, good riddance

Who the FLUCK, WANT, WHAT?  Bleek posed the question

Look in my eyes, see my expression

None adolescent, hardheads never learn shit

'til they ass get spanked and had a lesson

News at 11 top story

Ain't nann muh'fucker out here got nuttin for me

Set pace flows on mark, once I sprint off the block

Heads start man I just can't stop

Even on an off day, still a mad freak

Think twice 'bout havin the nerve to 'proach me nucca

("Professional level" - Nas") ("lyricist")



[Chorus]

("let it be known")("you know my name")

("It's the professional"") ("O.C.")

[Xzibit: "Make the hard work look easy, fa' sheezy"]

("let it be known")("It's the professional")

[Nas: "Professional level"] ("lyricist")



[O.C.]

Yo... flesh of my flesh, you need not test

North, East, I'm really not impressed

He say, she say, cars, bigger baguettes

Just about played out muh'fucker now what's next?

Gun talk, loud bark, nuttin but excess

Like the same bomb dropped every night by Flex

Give it a rest killer, your style all wet

All mushy like pussy after steamy hot sex

O.C. the truth, and so is my clique

No chi-chi mon apply when it come to this shit

You want faggot rap song, gotta look elsewhere

My gangsters insured like good health care

Believe me when I say it, take my word for it

Change gonna occur but I really can't call it

So off we go while this nigga O flow

And hold on, cause the driver of the mission is a pro



[Chorus]

("let it be known") ("it's the best lyricist")

("you know my name") ("O.C.")

("Professional level" - Nas") 

[Xzibit: "Make the hard work look easy, fa' sheezy"]

("let it be known") ("It's the professional"")

("you know my name") ("O.C.")

[Nas: "Professional"] ("lyricist")

[Xzibit: "Make the hard work look easy, fa' sheezy"]

[Nas: "Professional level"] ("lyricist")

("O.C.") [Nas: "Here's another classic"]



[scratched repeatedly to end]

[Nas: "Professional level"]