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Target Practice
02:56
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TARGET PRACTICE
(Chorus)
I don't mess with yes or no-ers, good and evil-ers, stop or goers,
Right and wrongers, black and white-ers, left and righters, day and nighters
Yo
I'ma' do my own thang
I'm a grown mayne
Yous' a known lame
Use my own brain
Ride my own lane
Write my own fame
Control my poem's aim
Ain't jumping out of your plane
Rather be a no-name
with the greatest flow game
No shame
Go blame another motherfu*ker 'cuz Spread ain't a sucker
Suckers shoot with no aim
Get some target practice
cuz the fact is that this motherfu*kin act is real as sh*t
Might get graphic, but the psychopathic way you go about it?
That's as close as your spirit gets
to me
Who me?
Yea me
Don't dare me
or you might just get the truth
One-hundred-and-fifty proof
knock the shingles off your sh*tty roof
Ain't time for fiddling, giggling, wiggling
Bigger than anything your mind conceives
I believe I can achieve any masterpiece my mind can weave
I mean, time and space
only limits those too timid to get all up in it
Those with gimmicks, the limit is minutes
I'm down with eternity
Burnin' me slow and steady
Always know the flow is ready
You could throw machetes, flying daggers
Lyin' braggarts holding on to dying swagger
Try and act your part
But you don't know where to start
Because your heart is lost in the dark
We don't need an ark to free the heart
There's infinite routes to chart
I'm about to start
Let's embark on a journey
Fu*k the tourney
Winners, losers? They're still learning
Desire burning,
That's all you need
Earth is turning,
Don't follow me
Listen and you'll find your own direction
True faith is a known protection
I'm not talking about following
Faith that comes with truth that's hard to swallow n'
Can't put it up in a bottle n'
Like Zeus and Apollo n'
Pandora can't box with my DJ skills and vision
Ain't no algorithm with my rhythm
Robotic suckers get a thick D***
Long division,
now it's time to go and get'em
(chorus)
I don't mess with yes or no-ers, good and evil-ers, stop and goers
Right and wrongers, black and white-ers, left and righters, day and nighters
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Slumpfunk
04:17
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SLUMPFUNK
Say man,
I was back in The Bay man
Now I'm up in the Chi man
Got my eyes set on islands
I'm up in here vibin'
Funkin' and thrivin'
Freakin' and geekin'
What I seek when I'm peaking
I'm peepin’ the beacon
Can't sleep in the deep in
Get free for the weekend
Then work on the weekdays
Leave beef in the meat case
Stay free but don't free base
I'm showing my age with this briefcase
Still sign up for sweepstakes
That sweet taste
of victory hittin' me differently get with me
Keep pace
I erase
the drive of these trainwrecking DJs
They stink with the sync, got no deep crates
They deep fakes, they leak waste, they sleep aids
Wake up, wake up, wake up
with them weak breaks
I beat bass
I'm a treble maker
My tenor be tender
I'm a pebble shaker and a boulder mover
using old maneuvers on the bold intruders with their bull manure
I'm seeking it, tweaking it, peaking it, reaping it, sowing it, owning it, growing it,
blowing it up, when my cup runneth over
You know the routine, it be going to team
We gleam and we shine all the time
You do yours, I'll do mine
We're a force when our minds are connected, collected, corrected, projected, directed, infected, protected
Respect it
(Chorus)
I'm down now but you gotta believe I'm coming up to pump the funk in your face
You on now but you got it from me, no flavor though, you're just a miniature taste
These clowns hound like they caught up with me, but they're the only ones that's running a race
Renowned sounds that they borrow from me, they just expose me to a new fanbase
Put me in a box and I'm toxic
Give me the bag, that's my remedy
Mad that I'm living the life that you wish that you had
not knowing how long I've been dragged
by the machine, got these scrapes a bruises to prove it
You just hear the music
I'm standing in sewage
My sump pump? Beats that go bump bump
I've taken my lumps, now I do cameos, Funk Funk
is what I be bringing
you pinging my IP
but you can't find this on IG
or TikTok , your Time's Up
like OC
you don't know me
stop calling me OG
and old head, that's a code red
you don't know Spread
I don't load lead, I coat bread
I make it and bake it
Don't fake it, that's sacred
Making the most of these boats that be sinking
Not drowning, I'm drinkin'
The sound of a Lincoln
smooth and luxurious
I'm human and curious
I'm groovin',
impervious to the roadblocks
got my load locked
they Furious
they should slap me Five and get The Message
I don't know what they're hurry is
Can't skim this or whim this
so get you a Guiness and witness the business
and be like "what is this?!?"
(Chorus)
Gather 'round now and follow the beat, we're gonna take you to a magical place
They hold me down, but I gotta be free, can't keep me in a little box or a case
Gravity, not a problem with me, 'cuz I know how to mix the treble and bass
They got a taste for the quality beats and rhymes, it's time we take 'em to outer space
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Spread Chicago, Illinois
Spread is a producer, DJ, MC, mixing engineer, and overall musical maniac.
He has DJ'd for legendary MCs and has
been producing his own brand of unique hip hop for almost 20 years now.
Born and raised in Indianapolis, Indiana, Spread lived in Oakland, California for 15 years and now resides in Chicago, Illinois, performing there and all over the universe.
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