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them friend
Them no tough like me
Not one a them
Tun them inna target practice
Say them a killer but them boy deh a actress
Tun dem inna target practice

don't wanna be target practice
Shots aren't reflexes change your praxis
I don't wanna be target practice
Not a part of your deadbeat status
I don't wanna

sharpen your aim
Get the point and you're winning the game
Don't give up it's just a matter of time
Draw the bow, let it go
Target practice, it's food for

bargains after
I'm hunting rappers use your albums as target practice
Hunt you like game to make an example
You're the prize and I place you right

Hit my target, yeah, target practice you know that I hit, take a shot, shoot another one, even then you know I'll probably never miss (Brrr)

Hit my

pageant
You want a nigga come to hit it
This is target practice
Just for those heart reactions
You love those heart reactions
You in the mirror taking

Broke niggas need someone to blame
Target practice I need somewhere to aim
Bitches and money it come wit the fame (come with the fame)
Flight points

that Cambridge
That's how I talk when I slide with your main bitch
Man, fuck your whole side
Fuck who you came with
THis not target practice
I aim for

Die

Slaughterhouse

Welcome To: Our House

2012

dumping straight to the radio
If you trying to be target practice, you finally found a shooter
Soon as I pull my gun I know that someone's gonna die, die,

Practice hard to reap the rewards
Learn all the notes before you strike at my chords

Are you ready for some target practice
Let me set it up so you can tear

up for Target practice
She wanna mmh
Can’t talk about it
Kylie mylie
Body righty
Call up gotit
Now I’m highly
Private flighted
With a thotty
Too

Jackie Chan with the stunts (Whoo)
Stepped in the studio with a gun (Chei)
I turn a booth to a bar I'm taking shots (Shots nigga)
Target practice I'm

Keep dem tool dem ratchets
Nobody getting passes

Up that stick and blast it
Boom at you for target practice

Green light let's him have it
See my

Still stuff them nails in hammers
Stepped in the c thats target practice
i defend my block like matic
Or in the field trying to score a hatrick
Still

(Yeah)

Call it target practice, like I'm Phil Taylor, Van Gerwen
I be darting to the pound sterling
Day and night yeah I stay working
Tryna find out

44 Minutes

Megadeth

Endgame

2009

on the ground

Baptized in a firefight
Hot blood running cold as ice
Forty four minutes of target practice
All hell's breaking loose
Outgunned, watching "The

Oh we recording?
I’m just getting in some target practice
Reloaded vibes
Yeah
I never been trash
The goofy wont last
007 reloaded bars go click clat

Niggas wanna play games
Niggas know I’m with the gang
Niggas know we ion play games
Target practice niggas know wup the range
Connections like WiFi’s
Not

Run up on these motherfuckers
Like its target practice
Banana peel slip n' fall
Now the neck snapping
My hands cramping up
From the damn trigger

Everybody shootin' like its target practice
Tryna make a way out for the hardest trappers
I’ll teach you how to ball like we toronto raptors
But

Yeah I know to you I'm just a pair of lips
Just someone for you to kiss
Call it what you want but I know
I'm target practice
No need to lie
I feel it

Brodie need some pape no target practice ima shoot it to em
Wonder why them threes up in they name cause ima big influence
I'm only poppin up for cho

that energy

My G's playing target practice turning opps to memories
Been putting in that pain since elementary
Putting in so much pain they dropped

well waan dead target practice started
Bring any war head, parted, skull crack
Scald egg
Me face white like tourist, ask Ed Bartlett
Your muma bawl out,