Luyện nghe bài hát Target Practice

[VERSE 1:
no place to run now,
I am fun now,
You you won, ha,
We barely now,
Get um in the mother fucking back the backpack,
Back for the laugh, murderous,
Fit to get it and go, blow,
You are a role now,
You are not in my pal,
You are not my equal,
Leave you Paul Walker style, to make the sequel,
Get up in the brain now, can't contain the - dangerous,
Paint a canvas, aint but a bandage,
Pray for the madness to me,
me, I'm knee deep, in pee pee,
Huh, aint nothing, I'm bustin' over percussion cussin',
Those muffins, I'm huffing and puffing over the oven,
Hungry as and my stomach's rumbling,
Hundreds of who like me, so,
Why do I think that you'd me?
Cause I'm than an AIDS infected hooker in Latvia

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

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

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