Kung Fu Practice

[Produced by Fatin]

[Verse 1: Sean Boog]
I go above and beyond the call of duty
This is not a movie, not a game, this is all Sean truly
If I'm not out here tryna make the ends tuck
Then I'm making sure my soldiers on the ends sharp
Cuz when the ends is gettin' sharp it's something like break
Father Shannon shocked we hittin' 7s all night, p
Life is like a crap shoot, gotta keep your wits about you
Cuz this shit will quickly come around and try to different route you
Might crack a smile, but she said she couldn't find it
She like, what about the smile? I said I am smiling
And yes, I am wilin', violent when I gotta be
A cool muthafucka actually prefer not to be violent
Actions speak louder so I'm silent
They say I'm hidin', nah man I'm plottin'
People say what they say and do what they gon' do
Just don't disturb me when I'm practicin' my kung fu

[Hook: Sean Boog]
I try to tell em, "Watch out the team is coming through"
They wouldn't listen when we spoke, that shit is nothing new
Mic check or one two, they lookin' fuckin' foolish
Just don't disturb me when I'm practicin' my kung fu
Make way, give me vroom everybody move
Make way, give me vroom everybody move
People say what they say and do what they do
Just don't disturb me when I'm practicin' my kung fu

[Verse 2: GQ]
Lonely on my island, surrounded by the agua
The Aquafina construct, my flow most important
Them water like properties, liquid, I will drown you fucks
Bruce Lee philosophy for the nunchucks, you numbnuts
Box 'em up, hybrid
Wolverine scars up on my torso, game of death
More so the livest that will kill it
I apologize, striving for perfection
Blaxpoitation is that best shit, 10 son
Fend for yourself stunna, pressure points I got you
Drop you, stop you in your tracks, two fingers to the neck
Better respect how we move, is that GQ doe
Show and prove, new moves for the crews
Move back, tracks for the heroin
Poke, poke, the heroine with back strokes
Black Dynamite, you hoes blow me
That candlestick wick, JAMLA still the clique
Drop that hammer when I spit, get a grip
Now you're carving, kid

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Sundown]
Diamond in the back, sunroof, I'm in supreme form
Honey Bee diggin' em, pimpin' em like Cream Corn
No wallet, out of pocket like a lost picture
Wouldn't listen, now they pumpin' me like car stickers
Women see em freeze up like when the law in her
Mass a front all niggas, Texas speed malt liquor
Mackin' site appetite like I ain't had enough to eat
Black Dynamite, I'm growing TF on Puppet Street
JAMLA until they put me in a canister
Flash line high as 57 passengers
Peeped her on 1, you magnify clones
Silly niggas they ain't kickin', they just Dragon Fly Jones
Got potential for life, class of my own
Happy to see me leave but now they mad that I'm gone
Packed with more action than a bird be
Practicin' my kung fu, please don't disturb me

[Hook]