[Verse 1: Jahrovi & MC Hash]
I practice, I practice no need to back this
We stick out just like a mother fucking cactus
My track list the tactics to attack this wackness
We've been at this no need for practice the fact is
That yo I'm a star I'm not an asterix
And yo I'm a star but not like Patrick
Backflips gymnastics lyrical no mattress
Pulling three rabbits out my hat trick and I can match this
Racket, I stack it, like status, you ass kiss
MCs allergic anaphylaxis
You judge like Mathis my fobs gain access
Disastrous Earth's off axis stars parallaxes
Relax its just abstractness real number compactness
That infinite blackness
My place is in the stratus
You the spaces in the lattice
Ain't no atlas apparatus that can map us
[Chorus: Jahrovi & MC Hash]
Yo did you practice? I always practice!
Yo did you practice? I always practice!
Yo did you practice? I always practice!
It’s like all I ever really do is practice
[Verse 2: Jahrovi & MC Hash]
(Fuck ya llama, fuck ya llama, fuck ya llama)
Alpaca bowl of Acapulco gold
Or i could program a whole stack of code
With the pro grammar 'cause you know i am a fan of
The matriarch I’ve always been pro grandma
When emcees cross my path you know I cuss them
Personalize these rhymes, it's just my custom
So what you mean kid, it's just a matter of semantics
I be on the mic and always up to some antics
Frantic for Visine get you sterile eyes
Two wrongs don’t make a mic, just like a pair of lies
Flows electric, currently paralyzed
And now the doctor's bringing it back to get you sterilized
I wrote a diss track, up in yo district
Alakazam I distract you with this trick, think quick
So what you pull up to the show for
The procedure need to make you leave here with the fuckin' chauffeur
[Chorus: Jahrovi & MC Hash]
Yo did you practice? I always practice!
Yo did you practice? I always practice!
Yo did you practice? I always practice!
It’s like all I ever really do is practice
[Verse 3: MC Hash & Jahrovi]
Ayo, we be flipping scripts this ain’t no Haiku
We alternating currents teleporting call me Raikou
Supply fools with the right tools to write new replies to
Excite you ‘cause I’m the type who rides beats for my crew
Obliged to type two words per second right through
The night you, fall in pressure that I applied to
The right school, you provide stool, I defy rules
Refined fuels used to fight cruel, survive duels
My lingo contradict yo steelo ain't no need to translate
Transcend landscapes, intergalactic mandate
6 degrees, 7 dimensions, but I span 8
To catch my drift there ain't no need to pull no handbrake
Can’t hate, link up like a handshake
No UV or X-Ray can make this helix strand break
Have you fiending the DOT A lot, damn straight
So see you at the intake, for CAMH
[Chorus: Jahrovi & MC Hash]
Yo did you practice? I always practice!
Yo did you practice? I always practice!
Yo did you practice? I always practice!
It’s like all I ever really do is practice
Yo did you practice? I always practice!
Yo did you practice? I always practice!
Yo did you practice? I always practice!
It’s like all I ever really do is practice