Knucks - Leon The Professional lyrics

I needed this technique to hit
A man from like change
(No-No, No Days Off, No Days Off
No Days Off)

Waiting, waiting
Sat here wasting my time just waiting
In the car parked outside of the station
But came with two yutes older than me
I used to like when they tell man stories
About all the highs andn lows on the street
Who rose, who fell
Who goes to jail
Who don't and it's free

Did you ever hear the story 'bout Leon?
I said "Leon?"
They said Leon
He was from the flats that
The jack kids be on
Before the cats there had they
Crack to fien' on
They say on the street he a phenom
When he squeeze dons it's phenomenal
Make a change off a name like a hitman
And will hit man if it's reasonable

They all have the same reason to call
Oh, what a big misfortune if
Blank ceases to breathe anymore
MAC on the mantle, teeth in the drawer
If you ask him he'll call it his calling
Course he's the one that's
Receiving the call
If a price on your head in the morning
Call money up like there's P's on the wall
When the payment is set
Just need a name and address
A couple pictures never hurt
Man wanna be certain he aiming correct
A scar on his arm and the nape of the neck
And a big one goin' along the torso from
When them boys tried snake him in west
That calass got repaid in flesh

Did you ever hear the story 'bout Leon?
I said "Leon?"
They said Leon
He was from the flats that
The jack kids be on
Before the cats there had they
Crack to fien' on
They say on the street he a phenom
When he squeeze dons it's phenomenal
Make a change off a name like a hitman
And will hit man if it's reasonable

Logic and reason
One thing he prees
Every man's got a code
Never hit children or women
And don't bring tings to your humble abode
He caught most of his bodies alone
Bodies in storage, bodies at home
Feds on a mission to catch man slippin'
By time they sniffin' along, man's ghost
Bro, who'd you suppose I can go to
And talk 'bout a small little problem
My problem's on Princess Road
By the junction
My hunch is he holds
So don't hold any punches
Hold what?
Hold where?
Man flung on the all black Airs
Take out a man in his bando and
End up wrappin' up all that's theirs

Did you ever hear the story 'bout Leon?
I said "Leon?"
They said Leon
He was from the flats that
The jack kids be on
Before the cats there had they
Crack to fien on
They say on the street he a phenom
When he squeeze dons it's phenomenal
Make a change off a name like a hitman
And will hit man if it's reasonable

He come back one evening
Ain't even get round to put keys in the door
The ding of the lift when
It came to the fifth
Sent a shiver the kid ain't feelin' before
What? Did they finally find my location?
Okay then
Man's waiting
Then when he gradually opened the door
Heard a voice say "Don't move, mate
You're going to the station"
He always new one day they would come
He'll go out amazing, blazing his gun
He reached for the piece that
He kept on the landing
But man wasn't playin' and
Laid him with one
When the fed try radio it in
Man ran for the first window that was open
He couldn't survive that fall
Are you joking?
But when he looked out
There was nobody posted

Did you ever hear the story 'bout Leon?
I said "Leon?"
They said Leon
He was from the flats that
The jack kids be on
Before the cats there had they
Crack to fien on
They Say on the street he a phenom
When he squeeze dons it's phenomenal
Make a change off a name like a hitman
And will hit man if it's reasonable