August Greene - Practice lyrics

[Intro: Samora Pinderhughes] Looking out on my life, my sights, in the fast lane, it’s a rat race Give me time, give me time, changing pathways Might takes some practice, it takes some practice Might takes some practice [Verse 1: Common] My daddy said it was rainin, momma said it was snowin’ Heaven opened its door and warned us to Chica-go in Life not knowin’ laughin’, learnin’, grownin’ The wind keeps blowin’, street sweepin’ and sowin’ Rollin’ with my stolen moments, am I Live and die, gettin’ by, that’s the motion of Chi [?] are identical, intervals of an inter-school Lyricals what the spirit do, miracles when I interview Myself, waitin’ for my soul to reply, no matter where I go the answer is why? There goes the wind again, an [?] A divine adrenaline and I’ma sin again Forgiveness is a synonym for ‘live and live again’ The world need a DR like the Dominican Republic, the subject is matter over mind Life is a practice, a travelin’ in time [Chorus: Samora Pinderhughes] Might take some practive, takes some practice Might take some practive Looking out on my life, my sights In the fast lane, it’s a rat race Give me time, give me time, changing pathways Might takes some practice, it takes some practice Might takes some practice [Verse 2: Common] Mountains sing songs, kinds dream long In a simple act is when a scene forms I improve to improve and involve the ‘been throughs’ The ‘near falls’, the ‘them fools’, the ‘brickwalls’ and venues Symbol of symbols to continue It was written and God don’t use pencils Demented and [?] extensions of a man Intentions of divine intervention in a plan Remnants of when I ran footprints in the sand The son of man gave me a tan, that’s who I am The [?], radical, mathematical Travel to capitals, in actual fact, extract practical I seen pain to make the day cry, it takes practice somebody tell AI Everyday I prey I stay my course, hopin’ my actions obey my thoughts [Chorus: Samora Pinderhughes] Might take some practive, takes some practice Might take some practive Looking out on my life, my sights In the fast lane, it’s a rat race Give me time, give me time Changing pathways might takes some practice It takes some practice, it takes some practice