En Focus Lyrics

Biofeedback
Ya go beats, meats, son sheep I can't cook but being a cook I'm servin' much to eat I got multiple stabs of jazzy
Sassafrassy as I caught the fame of soul Years after mama had me tell ya gladly I plugged for the Tunin' Which cause eyes to zoom in
Which put your person into focus No longer Kelvin Mercer but the Posdnuos Plug One, yo, I found fun in the scribblin' of speak On a naked white sheet Most recognized by my dark brown self Yo, you found some wealth?
More in my mind than in my pocket But I's got every Girbaud that ever sagged I met some hoes, met some girls Did a tour that took me all around the world Did a tour that took me all around the world
I hit the shines but I'm shooin' it now Remember when the floor might have had a spine Well, it's all bent over The DayGlo nigga gets the red door mat It's a roller coaster when your shit's burnt toast
Now Mr. Club owner knows your jam When your jam is tha jam And there's a tab at the bar, my mindstate's great No thanks I don't drink, I sip the bobo
Then I kettle it quick I felt the heave in the jeave Tap it in the basement Diggin' my own understanding quick
Let me get the single out Think Mr. Radio say the starlight Is the same star bright
I'm thinkin' how a nine and a blunt is a switch But turn out the lights and some will go bitch It was one MC after one MC Play the lamp post do the blow wit dynamite
Well, it's okay and it's alright 'Cause our birthday cake's external light It'll all get graphic People made of plastic
Look at the shine wit my 50 watt eye But when I got the eye patch, I hit the latch I fame it to a name from Denver up to Maine And lovin' deluxe, she won't catch me in no tux Nah, man I won't honor the style
Curious, curious, curious, curious Curious, curious, curious, curious
Funny, funny how time flies When you have some light on the face 'Cause the focus is the fickle 'Stead of fusin', I'm a use it
To the utilize the trickle caught the rush But I play hush, while Andres Titus is the grabbin' As a fan will put the hearts to mush
Lush Dalea would hear the public beat The same way for Titus when he Blacked the Sheep But as the Knee went Deep, too deeper off the charts The album faded to black, that's when the amnesia starts
Curious, curious, curious Curious, curious, curious
Hey boy, I watch that star man, shit's all in Should I shot it or begin I saw bootleggas no shinin' I saw Big 4 go get shinin'
A typical flick was the moment When the man said "Ain't you?" Yeah, I is I'm Hush your mouth fallin' in cog Caught the light being True dog
A fist of funk and I pocket that screen In the scene or in between Gimme but a little bit of the starlight I mail my ass to the darkness
I dig it, I dug it, I dig it, I dug it I wiz it, I was it, I wiz it, I was it Oh, Lord let me switch it off Because ya find some'll do it all, for the light
Stop jivin'