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focus… - i know lyrics

[verse 1: focus]

i know i said i would retire bro
cause rap music is getting tired so…
on to a better genre somewhere i can grow
into a giant, a musical kobe bryant yo
and my music is so defiant yo
against the grain like tryin’ to train a mini fro
you cats are w-lly found silly songs that send me pro
anybody could get in the game and win with any flow
i know i ain’t heard of the tv in a long time
and i’m tired of whats been on the radio
save me yo, better yet i’ll save myself
i’m looking to save my life, ya’ll looking to save your wealth
i’m looking to make a difference so i’ll go sit on the shelf
ima come around when i’m needed i don’t need your help
i don’t even care if ya’ll follow me go and lead yourselves
people hear the keys to the cells, ya’ll need to free your cell for yourself

i know its big business, to darken the soul like good guinness
and once they got sh-t in the snakes with it
thats really whats making it hard for me to stay in it
just pray for me for real
i’m up against all of these fakes in it
tryin’ to turn their 5 minutes of fame to a straight minute
better now than never i’m sorry i’m so late with it
its good music for your soul fill your plate with it
i know this ain’t the time to relax intelligence is a rare artifact
in fact its irrelevant when you see rappers blow loot for the h-ll of it
now i know why everybody wanna rap
you tired of the toyota you wantin’ a maybach
you wantin’ your wheel of fortune- pat sajak
i know you’re tired of hearing me state facts
you don’t wanna listen well you gave it your playback, way back
i know i ain’t gon’ change your molecule
rearrange nothing to deviate from what i can do
cause it ain’t easy to do it the way that i can do
im giving information to the mis-informed
the message of the misinterpreted you’ve been warned
i came to turn up the temperature cause you’ve been warm
and we need hot, you’re just not as cool homie

[verse 2: sha stimuli]

i know i’m not the richest or the poorest
and sometimes i pen a verse and yes i might use a thesaurus
so the words are kinda different and i skip the catchy chorus
and i’m braggin’, sell you death as like i work on phillip morris d-mn…
you know the folks that push cigarettes?
made millions but tell you the ill-effects?
thats how i feel when i holla that i spit the best
and get the biggest br–sts in my video just to get a check
pardon me if i’m bill payin’, but if there’s realness to say ima still say it…
like the whole industry can drown slow
musics more than counting views or downloads
and no i’m not hating on cats that sell high
but just know there’s a lot of them on the down low
contradiction im a serious smile
got me teaching boys in the hood now i’m furious styles
these fake hard dudes are see through
i’m god to these weak views
my bar’s too deep through i’m r2d2
star and war thats tough to comprehend
without radio spins i wear this from within
i know like new rappers i’m not new but i ah chu
bless you like you’re homeless with hot food in a stock room
keep my head up like that pac tune
checkmate, queen n-gga we will rock you!
focus i’m sorry, i know i went overboard
but i get so annoyed, can i talk?
i’m abnormal i eat humans i’m half mortal
i’m beatin’ bruises so please excuse me i’m mad formal
my compet-tion’s auditioning like a cast calling
i mean a casting call, i’m so backwards ya’ll
k!ll them i will
call me i-l-u-m-i-t-s let your mind fill
and put my name in the mirror
and bring this back if that became any clearer than turn this off huh!

- focus lyrics

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