Target Practice

[Verse One: 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 [Hook] 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 [Verse Two: Dust] 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 [Hook] [Verse Three: Zumbi] 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 [Hook]