Luyện nghe bài hát Target Practice

[VERSE 1:
There's no to run now,
I am fun now,
You you won, ha,
We barely now,
Get um in the fucking back with the backpack,
for the last laugh, murderous,
Fit to get it and go, blow,
You are playing a now,
You are not in my pal,
You are not my equal,
Leave you Paul Walker style, unable to the sequel,
Get up in the brain now, contain the pain - dangerous,
Paint a canvas, aint but a bandage,
Pray for the madness to me,
Believe me, I'm deep, in pee pee,
Huh, shit aint nothing, I'm over percussion cussin',
Those aint muffins, I'm huffing and over the oven,
Hungry as fuck and my rumbling,
Hundreds of who like me, so,
Why do I that you'd like me?
Cause I'm nastier an AIDS infected hooker in Latvia

[CHORUS X2:
You sing songs, act you rapping,
One later, your ass is platinum,
I stand, the way you acting,
Here I come, this is practice

2: BLUEPRINT]
They wanna win, they want me to quit,
Take the easy way and the conflict,
think its all luck, they think it's a gift,
I put in hard work, they think a trick,
It's like how my scenery shift,
From banging out a beat - to on the beach a bitch,
From hating my for being a prick,
To being a boss and my shit,
A powerful man, I rule with an fist,
So when I write a it feel like I'm frying fish,
I start to up - the beat's just a side dish,
So much food for thought you feel like you're split,
Soon as the lit, my feet is up, I'm all in ya shit,
In ya house, but not a guest, I'm an arsonist,
I'm talking shit, but it's all legit,
Another body dropped, another hit

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