Target Practice (feat. Brodnax & Krizz Kaliko) - Demun Jones

One nine seventy-four was the year mommy and daddy had created a monster The funny looking kid from the suburbs And refurbished genius cause nobody wants ta Cook up a musical recipe left it to me So I'ma have to give it what I got left of me 'Cause if I left it up to (ya-'all) Most of ya'll would probably drop the (ba-all) I be raping these records lately, and ya'll ain't trying You say celibate, but I ain't buying No we can't baby baby That crazy world maybe maybe And don't be caring they hate me And if you staring it maybe-be-be Blinding, cause I'm a supernova, I'm shining The tippy-top is where I'm residing So if I gotta Rescue Ranger it, picture painter it Whoops! I left my stain in it (I AM!) Genius! Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh Genius! Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh (I am!) Genius! Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh (Don't you know my nigga) Genius! Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh (Don't you know my nigga) Take this session, as a blessing His confession, keep 'em guessing He's the best in, his profession He's professin', learn the lesson IF e equals mc (squared) I'm an MC (squared) No comparison (stare) I'ma therapist Dare you to listen Now pay attention How can I mention, your music paralysis Beckon 'em, (Come here!) Lyrically I'm checkin' 'em Tellin' 'em (Get over here!) Way too far too left on 'em The best since my conception Put ya antennas in my direction! Give me an inch and a lead and it's over I've been a sidekick, now i'm taking over Never believed that a team, me could lead 'em Now they salute when they see 'em (I AM!) Genius! Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh Genius! Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh (I am!) Genius! Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh (Don't you know my nigga) Genius! Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh (Don't you know my nigga) I've been different all my life for a reason Waiting to attack in my season And I'ma be here, never leavin' This is the reason I'm breathing Take this session, as a blessing His confession, keep 'em guessing He's the best in, his profession He's professin', learn the lesson Genius! Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh Genius! Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh (I am!) Genius! Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh (Don't you know my nigga) Genius! Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh (Don't you know my nigga)

I don't even see any one of us changin The more I wish for, the more stays the same If everybody did me right it'd be amazing I pray about it, feels like it's in vein I got a big stage to play for, really know what I came for I'm too big to be ignored, thank God I'm still employed Tattoos say love me, but I think it don't So I pour Hennessey down my throat, to forget about it I don't really know how to be real, no I keep burning this candle at both ends, can't handle it What am I to do, you can't help me, it's a big FU Cause I keep wishing for more, can't be ignored Too real for TV, I can't say no more What am I to do, no you owe me B-I-G F-U If I get up from here, you better run, you better run If I get up from this chair, you better move, you better run Now I'm the only one out here that's crazy Walk a mile in my shoes, you'd feel the same I go through this life with a big chip on my shoulder If you ever stepped on me, you made me that way I got a big stage to play for, really know what I came for I'm too big to be ignored, thank God I'm still employed Tattoos say love me, but I think it don't So I pour Hennessey down my throat, to forget about it I don't really know how to be real, no I keep burning this candle at both ends, can't handle it What am I to do, you can't help me, it's a big fuck you Cause I keep wishing for more, can't be ignored Too real for TV, I can't say no more I forgive what you do, no you wronged me B-I-G F-U If I get up from here, you better run, you better run If I get up from this chair, you better move, you better run They tell me it's about the way that I done made Understand the booty you and I have ate See I party, cause my heart aches I don't really know how to be real, no I keep burning this candle at both ends, can't handle it What am I to do, you can't help me, it's a big FU Cause I keep wishing for more, can't be ignored Too real for TV, I can't say no more I forgive what you do, no you wronged me B-I-G F-U If I get up from here, you better run, you better run If I get up from this chair, you better move, you better run

And sometimes I I don't, I don't feel good Not physically, but like ment... mentally ...Mentally It's like I lose myself, like I'm not Krizz anymore like ... Unstable It seems like I would've fixed it But I've been gone for way too long Put a band-aid on it to fix it But I've been barely hanging on If this is hell, then I need help So dark it's like I never see the sun It's like I'm dreaming, but feels so real And I can't be the only one Unstable! Give me a reason Cause I can't stop, been thinkin' 'bout leaving I'm so unstable, and I need help Cause I can't do it by myself Unstable! Give me a reason Cause I can't stop, been thinkin' 'bout leaving I'm so unstable, and I need God Cause by myself its just too hard So unstable Now I'm back on my coocoo medicine, it's better then Feeling like I'd rather be in heaven if it never end Either that or added soon to a padded room Wish I could come back up in the womb, if there was any room Unbirth me, this Earth hurts me Said I'm beserk, not a single person heard me Up and down, like working out and doing a Bur-pee If life's a beach, then can we at least go surfing (Okay) My scruples are gone (Ah-Huh) I done been around a Soo-Woo group, brains are noodle soup Pain got me jumping through these hoops That's why I'm jumping back up in this booth So I can figure it out and get it out Wanna get rid of it so I gotta let it out I'm still breathing but feeling completely Unstable! Give me a reason Cause I can't stop, been thinkin' 'bout leaving I'm so unstable, and I need help Cause I can't do it by myself Unstable! Give me a reason Cause I can't stop, been thinkin' 'bout leaving I'm so unstable, and I need God Cause by myself its just too hard Make it up, out of it, battle it, take a hit Gotta get out of it before it gets malignant I'm digging my own grave, and being my own slave I figure it's gon' take a miracle one day To get it up off me, it's killing me softly The feeling is awfully, like jittering from coffee Panic disorder, got me thinking it's over Can't be feeling this torture, but it's fully a scorcher Kali Baby, may be crazy since the day that he was born But if he raised in three days, maybe he can get me through this storm Unstable! Give me a reason Cause I can't stop, been thinkin' 'bout leaving I'm so unstable, and I need help Cause I can't do it by myself Unstable! Give me a reason Cause I can't stop, been thinkin' 'bout leaving I'm so unstable, and I need God Cause by myself its just too hard

You can ride all day long Another Myke Diesel production (Mike Jones) But you'll never catch Mr. Jones He's got a gang that's far too strong (Ice Age, Ice Age, Ice Age) Your friends know it, that's why you're all alone Chasing a man you can't see (Mike Jones) So just walk away and let him be He's got a shotgun so go back home (Who? Mike Jones Who? Mike Jones) 'Cause you'll never get Mr. Jones (Mike Jones, Mike Jones) I'm back, my music tracks about to sell another mil' My pants stay saggin' from them hundred dollar bills These haters hate but they don't really wanna see the steel These haters hate but they don't really wanna see the steel Had a million in my bank before Asylum bought the deal Had a million in my bank before Asylum bought the deal Before I came I just say the streets wouldn't feel The - that I'm spittin', the - that's real But now I'm like Melo, I'm the king of the hill American dream, I'm livin' that for real Eleven cars later - tell me how you feel Took the diamonds off my teeth And put 'em on my Phantom grill (smile, ha ha) You can ride all day long (Mike Jones) But you'll never catch Mr. Jones He's got a gang that's far too strong (Ice Age, Ice Age, Ice Age) Your friends know it, that's why you're all alone Chasing a man you can't see (Mike Jones) So just walk away and let him be He's got a shotgun so go back home (Who? Mike Jones Who? Mike Jones) 'Cause you'll never get Mr. Jones (Mike Jones, Mike Jones) I used to get dissed by the chicks in the club Now they want to rub my belly, wanna show your boy some love They see me iced up, they be like, "What's up?" Try to jack me if you wanna, I'ma leave you - up Used to roll hatchback, now I'm Cadillac and Benz Used to roll hatchback, now I'm Cadillac and Benz I used to have homies, now I'm like, "- friends" 'Cause even back then all they did was pretend Now I got my own label Ice Age and I'm boss I'm the mayor of this town with the key to that vault All my cars black on black except the one with thick gloss Got another white on white I call that - rick Rick Ross (Ross) You can ride all day long (Mike Jones) But you'll never catch Mr. Jones He's got a gang that's far too strong (Ice Age, Ice Age, Ice Age) Your friends know it, that's why you're all alone (hahahahahaha) Chasing a man you can't see (you can't see me, baby) So just walk away, and let him be He's got a shotgun so go back home (Who? Mike Jones Who? Mike Jones) 'Cause you'll never get Mr. Jones (Mike Jones, Mike Jones) Hey Now make it rain Hey Now make it rain Hey Now make it rain American Dream, album and movie on the way, baby

(Rhythm is both the song's manacle and it's demonic charge. It is the original breath, it is the whisper of unremitting demand. "What do you still want of me?", says the singer. "What do you think you can still draw from my lips?" Exact presence that no fantasy can represent. Purveyor of the oldest secret, alive with the blood that boils again, and is pulsing where the rhythm is torn apart. How your singer's blood is incensed at the depth of sound. Lacerations echo in the mouth's open erotic sky where dance together the lost frenzies of rhythm and an imploring immobility. Ladies and gentlemen, Miss Grace Jones. Jones the Rhythm.) Slave! Slave to the rhythm Dance to the rhythm Axe to wood in ancient times Man machine, production line The fire burns, with heartbeats strong Sing out loud, the chain gang song Never stop the action Keep it up, keep it up Never stop the action Keep it up, keep it up Slave to the rhythm Dance to the rhythm, The rhythm... master... master... Never stop the action, keep it up Never stop the action Keep it up, keep it up. Slave to the rhythm, work to the rhythm, Dance to the rhythm, live to the rhythm. Slave to the rhythm, Dance to the rhythm, live to the rhythm, Slave to the rhythm, work... to the rhythm, To the rhythm, work to the rhythm, to the rhythm. Slave, slave, To the rhythm, to the rhythm, to the rhythm. (Grace) Oh that's weird... (Grace Jones, welcome) Thank you Paul. And if you're wondering what's wrong with my voice, I just choked on my saliva. So... (Now obviously you're in the Bond movie.)