Letra de Practice
What in the world?
Y'all want lyrics?
Y'all want rap?
Y'all want lyrics?
Y'all want rap?
It's Jackie Hill Perry with RKO!
Yeah
Yeah
Helicopter flow
Stopping at Pappadeauxs
You want popular
I'ma pop the doe
And then drop the four
That's living water
How many men
'Til it's finished, daughter?
Pardon the language
Scianara to them cinco amigas you came with
They like when the lane switch
They driving you crazy
Donda baby out in the West
Ain't looking at Mecca
When stretching the stress
Casting them cares like a net
Catching the wretch
Melchizedek blessing elect
Salem
Say less
Coming for hearts like an artery
Conviction has just been a part of me
The verdict is certain
Come martyr me
Come out him
That little piggy went to market
The target on Broadway
Where the God stays
From this world
He throwing them arrows
At your girl
I'm ducking 'em
Knuck if you buck
Giving us Drake
Thinking you tough
Stepping on grace
Won't cover the scuff
Even that lace
Won't sober you up
Addicted to what?
I know
If it's a mission
The sentence is go
If it's a sentence
The prison is hope
Penance ain't printed
The pope ain't getting
No Christian atoned, yeah
Come on, we talking about practice
Practice
We got the franchise player here
And we talkin' 'bout practice?
Prac—
Really?
Practice?!
Yeah
Yeah
I made peace with having enemies
The last days a ashtray
This vape body
You can't smoke
You can't smoke
I see different
Inhale, you gon' breathe different
That's contact
This covenant
Signed that in blood
That's on love
Ain't no hugs
When I come against this
Cold world
With no sweaters
They said freeze
Hope you know better
Police bullets through the coat
They singing Coachella
Yo golden calf is faux leather
Holy cow
Rolling down
Streets of gold
Smiling like I'm Tobe
Wow
Picture whether
You yourself
Or an image better
We better at being devils
With snake skins
We warm-blooded
The Lord coming
We warned, buddy
To make fins
The Lord flooded
It's more colors to rain with
The storm's coming
The ark and Noah's covenant
Bargain with God
You better off putting without the mulligan
Oh
Daniel Tiger
I know a lion with stripes
That red sweater ain't clever
In neighborhoods with the pie
That's 314
And we ate
Now stomach that
How you gon' kill a body
That's godly and mummy wrapped?
Tutankhamun denominator is resurrection
For us
You plaguing around the body
That staff gon' turn you to dust
It's gnat time
I hope you get that line
Lyrics be flying above the head
Does your scalp climb?
The head of the body
Is coming back
Can't decap God
Rat Pack vibe
Sammy Davis Jr
Seeing through you
Tap left eye
It's a chilly one
My hope is a Philly son
The meek will inherit it
There is parrots
Vanilli sons
Copycat
I'm a dog
You of all people
Shouldn't get involved
With this algebra
We ain't equal
Two lines
In my pride
I'ma die
Then the sequel
You abide
So do I—
We talking 'bout practice
Everyday
Everyday
From when the sun come up to when the sun go—
We talking 'bout practice, man!
Come on, man!
Yeah
Yeah
Helicopter flow
Stopping at Pappadeauxs
You want popular
I'ma pop the doe
And then drop the four
That's living water
How many men
'Til it's finished, daughter?
Pardon the language
Scianara to them cinco amigas you came with
They like when the lane switch
They driving you crazy
Donda baby out in the West
Ain't looking at Mecca
When stretching the stress
Casting them cares like a net
Catching the wretch
Melchizedek blessing elect
Salem
Say less
Coming for hearts like an artery
Conviction has just been a part of me
The verdict is certain
Come martyr me
Come out him
That little piggy went to market
The target on Broadway
Where the God stays
From this world
He throwing them arrows
At your girl
I'm ducking 'em
Knuck if you buck
Giving us Drake
Thinking you tough
Stepping on grace
Won't cover the scuff
Even that lace
Won't sober you up
Addicted to what?
I know
If it's a mission
The sentence is go
If it's a sentence
The prison is hope
Penance ain't printed
The pope ain't getting
No Christian atoned, yeah
Come on, we talking about practice
Practice
We got the franchise player here
And we talkin' 'bout practice?
Prac—
Really?
Practice?!
Yeah
Yeah
I made peace with having enemies
The last days a ashtray
This vape body
You can't smoke
You can't smoke
I see different
Inhale, you gon' breathe different
That's contact
This covenant
Signed that in blood
That's on love
Ain't no hugs
When I come against this
Cold world
With no sweaters
They said freeze
Hope you know better
Police bullets through the coat
They singing Coachella
Yo golden calf is faux leather
Holy cow
Rolling down
Streets of gold
Smiling like I'm Tobe
Wow
Picture whether
You yourself
Or an image better
We better at being devils
With snake skins
We warm-blooded
The Lord coming
We warned, buddy
To make fins
The Lord flooded
It's more colors to rain with
The storm's coming
The ark and Noah's covenant
Bargain with God
You better off putting without the mulligan
Oh
Daniel Tiger
I know a lion with stripes
That red sweater ain't clever
In neighborhoods with the pie
That's 314
And we ate
Now stomach that
How you gon' kill a body
That's godly and mummy wrapped?
Tutankhamun denominator is resurrection
For us
You plaguing around the body
That staff gon' turn you to dust
It's gnat time
I hope you get that line
Lyrics be flying above the head
Does your scalp climb?
The head of the body
Is coming back
Can't decap God
Rat Pack vibe
Sammy Davis Jr
Seeing through you
Tap left eye
It's a chilly one
My hope is a Philly son
The meek will inherit it
There is parrots
Vanilli sons
Copycat
I'm a dog
You of all people
Shouldn't get involved
With this algebra
We ain't equal
Two lines
In my pride
I'ma die
Then the sequel
You abide
So do I—
We talking 'bout practice
Everyday
Everyday
From when the sun come up to when the sun go—
We talking 'bout practice, man!
Come on, man!
