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target practice - louie pizzle lyrics

[verse 1: louie p]
i sat back and manifest the plan of success, i plan to be the best
had problems i had to address
i heard they missing raw hip*hop, so i’m dropping this
my talent kept spreading like covid, but ain’t no shot for this
snacking off the fruits of my labor while chasing bigger checks
drunk on success, no breathalyzer, won’t miss a step (nope)
ain’t trying to see me succeed? i got to dead them
i’m living fantastic, arms rocky like ben grant (uh)
i got that rocky balboa spirit that’s in me
so i’m chasing a chicken like i’m training with mickey (woo)
my boss hit you harder than drago hit apollo
avatar state, but got fire like mako (uh)
we ’bout to enter the bloodsport get your dux up
hit the bricks to catch thе fade like a crew cut (d*mn)
you watch your lеague, trying to write with me, man
you bill burr, i laugh at you with a mic in your hand
i eliminate the competition with hottest spitting on compositions
with a mind state like i ain’t gotta pot to p*ss in
the top position is not a vision of how i’m living
so like a magician, i appear in your algorithm (hm)
what a sight to see
you want smoke? i can conjure spirits and how you see and twin michael b’s
n*ggas really get left when they try to write with me
i’m jonny bones jones on the mic, who wanna fight with me? (ah)
[verse 2 joell ortiz]
let the games begin, i play to win
when i place the pin on this loose leaf paper
a dangerous wind blows, all the doors and windows start to shake within (ah)
your fate is grim, the chances of your escape is thin
face the grim reaper of rap, i bend speakers
in fact, i whisper (uh) and f*ck up ten tweeters (ah)
it’s the head dog, god, live in the flesh
no dad bod, i airpod, jog in nike sweats (uh)
remember i used to cop a seven to flip
zip lock, finesse the twist, out there peddling knicks, d*mn
now i hop up in a seven and dip to the garden
dress for a fl!ck, sitting next to the knicks, bam (woo)
and y’all see the way my wrist is designed
i’m about to buy another watch, yeah, just give me some time (haha)
and those who thought they’d see my gift in decline
boy, i’m aging like fine wine, take a sip and recline, yaowa

- louie pizzle lyrics

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