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Clinton Sparks

Just Another Day @ The Range

 

Just Another Day @ The Range

(álbum: New Crack City - 2006)


Mick Boogie, let's go
Flipmode, bitch
Rest in peace, Dilla
Rest in peace, Dilla
Rest in peace, Dilla
(Uh, uh, yeah)
Busting shots for you, my nigga
(Just another day)

Just another day at the range
I'm licking off shots, just perfecting my aim
Can't be getting too caught up in the game
Even worse when ya gotcha self a little bit of fame
So I go to the range

I put a couple rounds in the chamb
Visions of my little cousin on the corner, slain
Now I'm squeezing the thang, I could easily bang
Tryina keep all that evil shit, outta my frame
That's why I go to the range
I see some rednecks with shit I can't even name
Sayin to myself; I better do it the same
Revolution coming shit it already came
They called it "A hurricane," that's why I got to the range
300-mag oughtta ease the pain
One-shot mami, betta stay in ya lane
Cause I don't gotta kill you, I could leave you maimed
You know what I'm sayin'?
Bullets do have names (Yeah, yeah)
That's why I go to the range (Yeah, yeah)

Just another day at the range
Cause practice makes perfect, nigga, ain't nothing changed
I mastered killing shit, that's why you look at me strange
Especially the opposable is damage-up ya frame
That's why I go to the range
See how a nigga playing the game
Rep for any battlefield, 'specially defending my name
I'm the one that they blame, they speculation is lame
That shit is bug. When nigga's talking, ain't got nothin to gain
That's why I go to the range
When-I-Lock the streets hope you niggas hear what I'm saying
And the fact that I'm here, the very reason I came
Dominate the hood, you see it's simple and plain
It ain't nothing but just a thang, the way I'm coming to claim
Nigga's gona take the crown I'm here to put you to shame
I'm mastermind to spit you niggas know I'm the brain
Got the hardcore shit, I got 'em feeling my pain
So make me a lane, I got 'em going insane (Huh)
Hater's make a nigga go to the range (Ha)
Huh, check it is

Just another day at the range
I'm licking off shots, just perfecting my aim
Can't be getting too caught up in the game
Even worse when ya gotcha self a little bit of fame
So I go to the range

feito

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