Phonte - Band Practice lyrics

[Hook] [Phonte] It goes work that body for all my n***as 5 star generals and y'all beginners Rock on my n***as, get it on my n***as [Verse One] [Phonte] Mr. Get Busy Mr. So Damn Nit Picky Circle you squares till I get dizzy And bum rush your whole spot My raps slap box with robots like Sam Witwicky I Left It All Behind now I'm taking my sh** with me Gave you a chance to shine not it's time that we gritty And we can rhyme, go line for line, I got plenty of time You can stay all day like Miss Milly You rap n***as k** me It's just to much for me Fathered a style, then I gave up custody Until reluctantly My fam reminded, there's so many words that can't no n***a f** with me Such disgust So many things I can dis-cuss And lames that I can distrust Touch, the radio sometimes to see what I might have missed And from the sound of things, I ain't miss much My n***a P said, "Take your time It's like planets when they align Hell you ain't even gotta rhyme." Not boasting but I can coast it Especially when n***as still tripping off the stuff we did in '99 But Tigga ain't a coward And still my pride just can't allow it So I'm gonna spit for the many dozens Fans that kept a n***a hot when a n***a wasn't And straight kept a n***a fed when a n***a struggling Survived shut downs, break ups and Benny budgets Surprised that I lived to tell any of it This joint tip, but I'm anointing So any shots this way about as pointless as titty f**ing Whoa son, you're doing it a** backwards Tay spit fire from here to Grand Rapids Michigan Me and 9th, two of God's instruments And when we get together, n***a call it band practice "We have a band, that's all you need!" [Hook] [Phonte] It goes work that body for all my n***as 5 star generals and y'all beginners Rock on my n***as, get it on my n***as Work that body for all my n***as 5 star generals and y'all beginners Rock on my n***as, get it on my n***as