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Rolling the credits with music
They ask me dawg how you do it
I tell them
Practice
Practice
Practice
This is how I practice (That's all I do)
Practice

Yeah
Yeah, yeah

Grandma always told me not to worry
Keep your weapons sharp, practice fighting after dark
Not to rush and don't you hurry

the bed proceeding to tangle the sheets
Connecting all the dots so intimately
Don't be afraid, imitate, practice what you preach  
Understand I transformed

It's Workin'

Naughty by Nature

Poverty's Paradise

1995

cause all I got left is my flow. 
I'm floatin' with Boogie Beat fishin' in a record ocean. 
Uh oh, I guess it's going' down, not now, right now.
So I

Girl you go get nailed to the cross
To the cross
To the cross
To the cross
Let's record this shit on your Phone
On your phone
On your phone
On your

different places but I'll be back or at least I'll try
Reproducing pollination beeswax, watch me leap and fly

What is practice? What is try? All I do is

Verse 1
Let the candles burn out first then cut my piece 
It's a stretch to tell me somethings out of reach
Two a days, gotta practice what I preach

bumping up and down the streets

In the cave with Kenny need arresting how I murder beats

Just might sign to Murder Inc

Frankenstein up on the sheets

practice their temperature’s not accurate
They are not savages bitch I’m really what’s happening
I don’t even practice been switching up my tactics
Got

never lose my focus
They be like woooh what a shame
So I'm signed to myself
I sign my own record deals
Sacrifice all that came with it
All this business

need practice/

No practice/
No practice/ 
AI we don’t ever talk practice/
Lights camera this movie she an actress/ 
Benzo know she lovin my status/

Oh Candice
Sweet Candice
Push my head down and make me practice my Spanish
Grip the sheets, im’a swallow, make it vanish
Grip the sheets, im’a swallow,

still live with the piano. 
 	I played with that piano. Every day, I would drape a sheet over the piano. It would be my fort underneath. I would read

"You've been trying to hit that note all day!
I know its just that my throat is so dry!
We ain't never get a record deal sounding like that...
Record

like ya man do, it's all here
Clean sheets silk linens, all care
Keep your room tidy serve you like an au pair
Attentiveness come with practice, well I

bitch I'm top the class
Let's talk about this, ice the wrist like hockey practice
Drop the act bitch ain't an actress, vinyl records shit instant classic

And I've got less
Still Counting coins
As I feel stress
Cops pull up
And you'll confess
Like a stuck record on reset
Plagued by thoughts
Of my own Death

Me and cuz take turns on the beat
Free-styling to what's ever title on the sheet
Record on a cassette that was hella weak
See me with the camcorder

record it

Bad b***h, she my rider shawty 
Yeah Savage, she gon ride it suck it
Fuck Practice, I don't need it sorry
All my n****s balling
I f**k her don't

living
People do not know the feeling

This booth is a makeshift
So do not expect me to go apeshit
Making my beats and my raps under the sheets
No sheets

than a slime
Ain't no practice, slide to a scrimmage
Sickness
Somebody get a violinist
People be thinking that I'm tripping
When it's really I'm

niggas
Feel da murder rate increase it's hard to stay in ma city
Broken records broken records broken records young niggas with broken records
Broken

be lonely long"

Twisting, oh, tongue twisting in thе valley!
If I can find a
Volunteer I’ll practice everyday!
Twisting, oh, tongue twisting in

read that sheet
It's basically paper or my bed with a cover
Sheet, sheet, sheet, sheet , sheet, sheet, sheet, sheet, sheet
now read it back, words,