Crawdad - Target Practice lyrics

[VERSE 1: CRAW] There's no place to run now I am having fun now You think you won, ha We barely begun now Get um in the mother f**ing back with the backpack Back for the last laugh, murderous Fit to get it and go, blow You are playing a role now You are not in my zone pal You are not my equal Leave you Paul Walker style, unable to make the sequel Get up in the brain now, can't contain the pain – dangerous Paint with a canvas, ain't but a bandage Pray for the madness to leave me Believe me, I'm knee deep, in pee pee Huh, sh** ain't nothing, I'm bustin' over percussion cussin' Those ain't muffins, I'm huffing and puffing over the oven Hungry as f** and my stomach's rumbling Hundreds of other who like me, so Why do I think that you'd like me? Cause I'm nastier than an AIDS infected hooker in Latvia [Chorus X2: CRAW] You sing songs, act like you rapping One year later, your a** is platinum I can't stand, the way you acting Here I come, this is target practice [VERSE 2: BLUEPRINT] They don't wanna win, they want me to quit Take the easy way and skip the conflict They think its all luck, they think it's a gift I put in hard work, they think it's a trick It's like magic how my scenery shift From banging out a beat – to on the beach with a b**h From hating my boss for being a prick To being a boss and owning my sh** A powerful man, I rule with an iron fist So when I write a rhyme it feel like I'm frying fish I start to heat up – the beat's just a side dish So much food for thought you feel like you're side split Soon as the flame's lit, my feet is up, I'm all in ya sh** In ya house, but not a guest, I'm an arsonist Yeah I'm talking sh**, but it's all legit Another body dropped, another target hit [Chorus X2] ©2015 Ill Company Music