Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Focus, artist - Looptroop Rockers. Album song Modern Day City Symphony, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 27.04.2000
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: David vs Goliath
Song language: English
Focus |
Meditatin', contemplatin' |
Waitin' for a new statement to take place in |
Behind my face in the racin' |
Thoughts of running in the bathroom masturbatin' |
Walking down the street with my sneakers untied |
No smile on my face, waiting for the tide |
To wash aside all the petty peoples |
Watchin' me through peepholes |
So they can run their beaks like seagulls |
And diss for us to diss back (yea I love that) |
But on this record we above that |
There’s more important things to talk about (talk about) |
Than stuck up people who walk about |
With they nose up my ass in my business |
If you diss me, you really on my penis |
Well you should take a good look at yourself |
Yo Supreme, back me up cause I need some help |
Yo yo while you meditate, contemplate |
I try to concentrate on keepin my head straight |
As I need pressure pills from this day till spring time |
No sunshine makes my mind so tired |
Never inspired, some days it feels like I should retire |
When nothin' lights my fire, all I got is writer’s block |
When I need hip hop, I need some new shit to shock |
The crowd with, and loud kids and wild chicks and fly trips |
I just ask for a few minutes so |
I focus, so I can write it down and make you feel this |
Make my biz rock the show and make the free Pripps |
Make new hits for spraycan terrorists |
Break specialists, those heads who still exist |
Fuck magazine critics, non-believers and haters |
Sit eye and eye to get my shit together, be the greatest |
I ever can be, the mic go make me or break me |
But I’mma call Embee and he can provide me with a beat |
In the end it’s all sweet, I got my verse though kinda late |
But I said what I had to say maybe somebody can relate |
Some will commentate, with «yo he’s this and he’s that» |
Me, I mind my own business, focus and ease back |
I had to stay focused |
Confuse me not with foolishness |
I had to stay focused |
Don’t want to focus |
Meditatin', debatin', contemplatin' |
Waitin' for a new statement to take place in |
Placin' behind of my face facing, lacing |
To grab the mic’s blazing, amazing |
Cause my mouth synchronize with my mind |
Over matters where I stand never under |
Cause that just leads to further |
You may wonder what I’m thinking (right) |
When I’m smoking, why I’m drinking |
But my, stability just keeps my battleship from sinking (six feet deep) |
I’m keepin' death from being demonstrated, I hate it |
Ish like that, that won’t be tolerated |
But put up with, but won’t? |
Cause a nigga like me ain’t playin' |
And my frustrations buildin' up inside me |
Can’t allow my brain to go into overheat |
From atoms of friction to dealin' with this what’s on the sheet |
Never go for debate |
My overcrowded mind states too much |
Typical society, i just can’t clutch |
No such as me though cause |
I ain’t the ones supporting the negative human beings |
But i plead guilty to the crime of MC’ing |
For your information until there’s further notice |
I hope somebody quote this |
Too many brothers lose focus and you know this |
Meditating, contemplating |
Waiting for a new statement to take place in |
Behind of my face in the race in |
Thoughts of running in the bathroom masturbating |
I gotta maintain focus |
The shit i write gotta be the dopest |
I gotta keep my head above water |
To not drown in the bullshit and emotional slaughter |
Like reporters writing shit, and mainstream press |
Looptroop stands in formation to battle information stress |
I get depressed when, we make nice tracks |
And still get fucked up test presses |
That’s how the shit went |
Cause of the equipment, could not afford shipping |
But everybody chipped in beyond K-line |
Barely got our money back |
So we gave you your money’s worth, because it wasn’t whack |
But enough of that, Promoe survives (while) |
One after one your favorite rappers take dives |
Take bribes and take lives for the currency |
That worries me, the hip hop body needs surgery |
Certainly, y’all know my Troop make loops |
While they run around in circles trying to be the next group |
I’m proud to be an underground hero |
Don’t give a fuck if you think I’m stuck in Ground Zero |
We focus |