Target Practice - Zion I, Dust, Deuce Eclipse

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

#1 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 livin' 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 sho' 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 nigga 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

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 feelin' 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

Chillin' with my people, max in the studio