the fame of soul Years after mama had me tell ya gladly I plugged for the Tunin' Which cause eyes to zoom in [DRES:] Which put your person into focus
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
death?s door. what is this window self? i can?t believe what?s been told is all that?s mean to be. am i losing... focus
Traduction: De La Soul. Et Focus.
Traduction: Smile Empty Soul. Focus.
at death?s door. what is this window self? i can?t believe what?s been told is all that?s mean to be. am i losing... focus
flow, you know that it's me, I flow to this beat As easy as goin' to the store and holdin' receipts And foldin' 'em neat, I'm focused as focused can be
bust That's just what I does, yes Put me anywhere on the map with a backpack strapped Still I bet I bust Bet I flow Bet I rip this beat Bet I feel that soul
it, Tragedy on top of tragedy you know it?s killing me. So many people in agony, this shouldn?t have to be, Too busy focusing on ourselves and not His
is, homie? Without you here, your family feel lonly But it's all good cousin, we gone carry on Although it seems so unfair your gone People nowadays neva focus
Simply out of this world by choice The world's too much for the soul to enjoy I focus on the void and I fill it Hopin' the depressed ain't give in and
whole song solely on that onion My soul searchin is halted I have opted to stop watchin them broads that bin plottin You so got me, I'm open for life forever my wife focus
Herron:] We're losing our souls, temptation takes hold Why do we live, life this way We must take control, of our mind and our souls Before the death,
[Verse 1: Z-Ro] My nigga Redd been assisting me with holdin my head but I can't focuse cause so many niggaz in the street owe me some bread and if you
ma destrand, that's on my mama God rest her soul Nigga picture me playing, foes gon read and deed follow my lead When I'm sober I can't focus, pass that
'm pimping my pen But my immediate surrounders got me living in sin I put my faith in a fifty dollar bottle of drink Using my focus choking smash on the
[Bam] Trying to feel my inside soul, cause a angel told me its cold But ain't no way I can fold, with a pair of nuts this damn swoll Cause where a nigga
