Target Practice-Zion-I

歌手 : Zion-I
专辑 : Break a Dawn
语种 : 英语
时长 : 03:32

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TXT Target Practice-Zion-I 文本歌词

Target Practice (射击练习) - Zion-I
I carry nuff crosses I learned to cut my losses
And stay alive unlike drug lord bosses
I made friends who I know got my back
I main reason I'm a mad idiot
And I add not subtract to the miles on the track
And I will not stand back by a wall in the crack
See me in the cut of the scene with the queen
See how these men living what you call a dream
Holla at ya boy I'm in Holland with a joint
I'm as sharp as a whistle so I say I'm on point
Deuce and Dos you know the one-two
Always down to kick it you can call me kung-fu
It's in my nature just to lunge at you
It's not that I hate ya it's just what I do
Now open up the gates let a brother get through
And gesundheit my maine when you hear me atchoo
All around the world it's the real shot shot
Like a fish in the ocean you went and got caught
You look like a target hit you in the spot
Your blood starts to pump 98 degrees hot
Get what you want what it is handle your biz
Dust gamble with his strangle ya kids
What you wanna know They want an answer for this
Feeding every addict cause I'm good at it
I can play the best
It's like a game of chess
The strategy killing the anatomy laid to rest
Brutality and humanity I just came to bless
The tragedy of reality what a dirty mess
Yes where do I end or begin it
For sure they want the world and everything that's in it
I never get on my knees my ni**a please
Melt down to my degrees I don't freeze
I'm not impressed by none of these MC's
They want beef Give 'em mad cow disease
Nobody wanna really hear what ya say
Like Kay Slay slap ya favorite DJ
All around the world it's the real shot shot
Like a fish in the ocean you went and got caught
You look like a target hit you in the spot
Your blood starts to pump 98 degrees hot
Yo renegade rap writer
Cadillac rider
Track inside I spray verbal Mac hot
Blast the gat lick a shot
Then run like Assata
Head to the hills post no bills Don Dada
Spread wider drop lyric gun powder
I blow bless the flow now turn the bass louder
Got a crowd
So proud they stand around us
And rep to the death which vex's the out of towners
I was a young boy when I came into this world
I was a young boy now I let the gold unfurl
Gap tooth with the bullet proof vocal
Life in this world got a brother feeling loco
Dance like I'm Jojo now call me Richard Pry
Blaze up the mic when I light it catch a vibe
Look into my eye
And you can see the truth yo
Chilling with my people max in the studio
All around the world it's the real shot shot
Like a fish in the ocean you went and got caught
You look like a target hit you in the spot
Your blood starts to pump 98 degrees hot