Target Practice

[Produced by Byalif]

[Intro]
Hmmmmmm
Woaaoaaahhh
Yeh, huh
Lord!

[Pre-Chorus]
I think I'm starting to lose balance
Rolling just going through emotions again
Love is where I used to doubt it
Nowadays I'm plotting my revenge
I think I'm starting to lose balance
Rolling just going through emotions again
Love is where I used to doubt it
Nowadays I'm plotting my revenge

[Chorus]
Target practice you just dropped a bomb on me (dropped the bomb)
Target practice you just dropped a bomb on me (bitch me)
Strapped up like I broke into an armory (yeah yeah)
Strapped up like I just broke into an armory

[Verse 1]
Love to drive the boat call me Kevin D (drive the boat)
Fold her legs like origami she ain't Japanese
Good brain she just left from the academy (yeah yeah)
Hit that pussy Peter calling it a catch n T (merc!)
Kamikaze, Nagasaki call the bombing squad
Why they not on film with your entourage? (what?)
Ass shake, like a quake, check the richter
In Vice City doing missions with Victor (bam)
I'm bout to blow there's a bomb in the vicinity
Not satisfied till you completely out my memory
Can't fuck her, If she hesitant I left the bitch
I had to ex the bitch she fucked me for my melanin

[Pre-Chorus]
I think I'm starting to lose balance (balance)
Rolling just going through emotions again
Love is where I used to doubt it (what? ha, ha)
Nowadays I'm plotting my revenge (Lord!)
I think I'm starting to lose balance (sheesh sheesh)
Rolling just going through emotions again
Love is where I used to doubt it
Nowadays I'm plotting my revenge

[Chorus]
Target practice you just dropped a bomb on me (dropped the bomb)
Target practice you just dropped a bomb on me (on me)
Strapped up like I broke into an armory (what?)
Strapped up like I just broke into an armory

[Verse 2]
Look out, baby girl, you a throwaway
Bout to blow on these hoes like a hand grenade
Only misfits all in my renegade
You thought you had a squeeze on me
This ain't lemonade
Yeah, you try to play baby I ain't with the games
Yeah, you try to play baby I ain't with the games
Yeah, you wounded me and I will never be the same
I hope you feel my pain, one day you gone feel my pain (sheesh)
Man down! Man down! No one helped me
Turn around and laughed, then you left me
I can never let a bitch sit and stress me
Or accept me, they foul like a referee

[Pre-Chorus]
I think I'm starting to lose balance
Rolling just going through emotions again
Love is where I used to doubt it
Nowadays I'm plotting my revenge