Target Practice Songtext
von 9th Prince
Target Practice Songtext
I don′t know what the fuck these niggas is thinking
A new and improved 9th Prince
Fuck these niggas yo
It's on
Ayo I blast like a Beretta 9
Climb the Billboard charts with a bullet
That rips through your heart and spine
You see I speak so divine
Diamond Guess watch, left the eye on the pyramid blind
It′s the return of the killers, corporate Hitlers
The best rhyme spitter, better than Nas
Better than Jigga, no not the RZA
It's the 9th Prince lyrical silverback gorilla
I was locked up in the mountains
Everyday I was counting, free at last like Martin
Niggas is UFOs like Lil' Wayne, claiming he′s a Martian
I travel far, an underground star
Bulletproof convertible cars
I done drove and crashed without a crash bar
Hopped out the 745 like I was live
The best of Killarmy, fuck the talk, it′s all jive
Who you know got flows just like this?
Who you know pop champagne like this?
Who you know came home from jail like this?
Target practice, you're all on my hit list
Who you know got flows just like this?
Who you know spend money just like this?
Who you know rock shows just like this?
Target practice, you′re all on my hit list
Niggas is trapped in the darkness
What I did to Holocaust was straight heartless
The 9th Prince is a beast
Wu-Tang Clan could never be deceased
Fuck Rosa Parks, I would have shot a nigga for my seat
Niggas say, "Mad man, why you tripping?
You the illest", bust my gun with the realest
Spit rapid fire with a terrorist
Lay low, deep waters of the abyss
Rihanna blew me a kiss, I raise a black fist
Drift off into the mist, FBI most wanted list
Let's clarify all the rumors
9Th Prince about to blow like a brain tumor
In the heads of consumers, intruders
Instigating contributors, 9th Prince is a sharpshooter
Who you know got flows just like this?
Who you know pop champagne like this?
Who you know came home from jail like this?
Target practice, you′re all on my hit list
Word up, what the fuck
The fuck y'all niggas wanna do son?
Yeah, we ain′t playing son
It's the 9th Prince niggas
Y'all motherfuckers get ready man
It′s about to be motherfucking on like popcorn nigga
Pop your motherfucking piece
It′s real right now
Killarmy man, '09 y′all
We in the last days motherfucker
Yeah motherfucking 380,000
Yo, 4,000 out this motherfucker right now
It's the 9th Prince niggas, fresh out of jail niggas
Killarmy motherfucker
Shout out to my motherfucking Killarmy comrades
Killa Sin come home son
And all the niggas that′s locked down
Rest in peace to ODB
Yo we on some savage shit right now man
Y'all niggas don′t respect this shit man
Y'all niggas ain't motherfucking on point with this shit man
Na man, I ain′t one of them niggas
That keep my motherfucking mouth shut
I′m gonna let y'all niggas know something right now yo
The 9th Prince, Killarmy
Yo, we taking over this motherfucking game
Word up man, we outta here yo
One motherfucking love niggas
Peace
A new and improved 9th Prince
Fuck these niggas yo
It's on
Ayo I blast like a Beretta 9
Climb the Billboard charts with a bullet
That rips through your heart and spine
You see I speak so divine
Diamond Guess watch, left the eye on the pyramid blind
It′s the return of the killers, corporate Hitlers
The best rhyme spitter, better than Nas
Better than Jigga, no not the RZA
It's the 9th Prince lyrical silverback gorilla
I was locked up in the mountains
Everyday I was counting, free at last like Martin
Niggas is UFOs like Lil' Wayne, claiming he′s a Martian
I travel far, an underground star
Bulletproof convertible cars
I done drove and crashed without a crash bar
Hopped out the 745 like I was live
The best of Killarmy, fuck the talk, it′s all jive
Who you know got flows just like this?
Who you know pop champagne like this?
Who you know came home from jail like this?
Target practice, you're all on my hit list
Who you know got flows just like this?
Who you know spend money just like this?
Who you know rock shows just like this?
Target practice, you′re all on my hit list
Niggas is trapped in the darkness
What I did to Holocaust was straight heartless
The 9th Prince is a beast
Wu-Tang Clan could never be deceased
Fuck Rosa Parks, I would have shot a nigga for my seat
Niggas say, "Mad man, why you tripping?
You the illest", bust my gun with the realest
Spit rapid fire with a terrorist
Lay low, deep waters of the abyss
Rihanna blew me a kiss, I raise a black fist
Drift off into the mist, FBI most wanted list
Let's clarify all the rumors
9Th Prince about to blow like a brain tumor
In the heads of consumers, intruders
Instigating contributors, 9th Prince is a sharpshooter
Who you know got flows just like this?
Who you know pop champagne like this?
Who you know came home from jail like this?
Target practice, you′re all on my hit list
Word up, what the fuck
The fuck y'all niggas wanna do son?
Yeah, we ain′t playing son
It's the 9th Prince niggas
Y'all motherfuckers get ready man
It′s about to be motherfucking on like popcorn nigga
Pop your motherfucking piece
It′s real right now
Killarmy man, '09 y′all
We in the last days motherfucker
Yeah motherfucking 380,000
Yo, 4,000 out this motherfucker right now
It's the 9th Prince niggas, fresh out of jail niggas
Killarmy motherfucker
Shout out to my motherfucking Killarmy comrades
Killa Sin come home son
And all the niggas that′s locked down
Rest in peace to ODB
Yo we on some savage shit right now man
Y'all niggas don′t respect this shit man
Y'all niggas ain't motherfucking on point with this shit man
Na man, I ain′t one of them niggas
That keep my motherfucking mouth shut
I′m gonna let y'all niggas know something right now yo
The 9th Prince, Killarmy
Yo, we taking over this motherfucking game
Word up man, we outta here yo
One motherfucking love niggas
Peace
Writer(s): Brad Steven Perlow, Nigel Julien Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
