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Focus


Life its a style,

Keep it on a low profile

spittin, sittin, crazy with the poems

they don't know me so you not a homi

Focus, Focus, Focus

Hucus pocus magical despire Focus,

my dawg is higher then the sky

fro so high its not low

thats for sure its a reality show

Focus, Focus, Focus

you just woke us.

So pause Dawgs!!

Grrr. So I pefer not to wake them dawgs so focus

Im loaded with money

its so funny Im go get me a honey.

Im so international, its so irrational 

Like the math I do be so crazy Calc 

thats what everbody lacks 

crazy effects cause you to lack 

thats a real fact 

sittin in class

already passed.

 

 

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