Jedi Mind Tricks - Target Practice lyrics

We come guns blazing like the
Young sons of Satan
Some occasions gun play comes
Into the equations gotta keep the chrome for
Home invasions and break-ins
Go to your location with no notification
Quick to pick up the Glocks
Fill the clip to the top
Kill the kids, too little too big to adopt
Got a whole lot of lost souls
Pick of the crop
Ain't playing the oldies when you hear
The click and the pop
It's nothing but ice in my veins
The devil has a mic in my brain
Has a lot of good advice to retain
What's not to like about the
Guy who had Christ slain?
I don't have the right to gripe and complain
I have to hide the remains
I have to get Tide for the stains
I have to buy ties that can bind and restrain
I have to find lives to attain
I'm looking for a homicide
Offering a ride from the rain
Yo buscare el camino hacia ti
Yo buscare el camino a tu amor

All you muhfuckas' days is numbered
Attack the winter and I slay the summer
Pressure bust pipes, god
I don't pay the plumber
Y'all don't put me to sleep
It's more of a state of slumber pimp shit
Smash skins like your favorite drummer
I'm a shooter
A shooter do what a shooter please
A history of the broken land of the Sudanese
I spit a verse and
The motherfucking computer freeze
The right hand is a bomb
It'll cost you two MCs
It's suicide, rapper
You can hang from Judas trees
We destroy and rebuild while y'all
Just shoot the breeze
Me and Buddha are separated by two degrees
The army gear is military and
The boots are trees
The kevlar isn't a problem
I just shoot his knees
I rock a Panerai watch
Y'all are boosting tees
Dirty money on the block, I recoup with ease
Y'all can't afford a sixteen
I'm charging stupid fees