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letra de focus the beat - rhyme & reason

[verse 1 – sammy j]
yo, i’m a dancer on the vox watch me rip across the globe
i’m the answer to the joke why’d the chickens cross the road
what i spit’s impossible to replicate this clean style
in the meanwhile you have to pay to hear me freestyle
oh me i’ll, keep going big like that dude in green mile
so i just breath smile see being happy doesnt costs a fee
i know that talk is cheap kinda like the f-cking lottery
i guess that’s why i feel as if i gotta speak so drop the beat
cause me and the microphone we fit together like socks in feet
so when i walk the streets i finally feel as if my block can speak
so walk with me as i talk wit peeps beneath the calming breeze
in a cl!ck like locks and keys making prophets, see like socrates
these crimes i tend to commit through smooth penmanship
i got some demons in my lips and this mics an exorcist
so i flex my fist on this microphone to test my grip
i’m wrecking fifths and like an old priest see i’m blessing kids
yeah your eardrums i’ll rip em out so respect the dude
i swing hard with b-lls of steel cause i’m wrecking crews
forget the f-cking old school sit back and check the news
i’m not sleeping on you fools see i’m just pressing snooze so
do i drop sh-t like an old diaper on the mic depends
when i wirte with pens i reach inside and find the might within
like i been insighting trends since i was like nine or ten
psyche i’ve been a star since the days that i was hydrogen

[verse 2 – mc dask]
yo my raps are more vast than the cosmos is
so what’re you thinking son like osmosis
’cause my flow gets more open than your cold nose did
when it smelled those roses, posers
even with hiv ya’ll couldn’t catch a cold
eat a batch of all the wack rappers
who i sn-tch and roll their rookie flow
up like cookie dough
after all a quarter of my free time
goes to avoiding these dimes
like this girl who’s nick’ll be penny
she would just doll around with any one
plenty fun but getting dumb
so what’s the word for it?
yo my raps are just right, like the third porridge
and i just want a bunch of fans like a warehouse
don’t care how i got to get ’em
can’t stop my spitting
exponential to you dog you’re just a logrithim
so i roll like rick astley
and anyone who raps weak but tries to match me
will feel more smashing than tim curry
but i wouldn’t worry
’cause we’re more gifted than rich kids on christmas
so i dismiss any b-tches claiming to have witnessed
this wiz kid’s business with the quickness
so yo, what is this wackness?

[verse 3 – tommy t]
i make tools for your day to day like a black smith
a fat kid was my lyrics
so yeah come attack him and fear his new found attraction
contract waistlines like sp-ce and a vacc-m
hoodies peak out over collars-nicely
it’s likely i’m shy and high when i sight see
i might be the kid who strikes twice like lightning
get your girls heart pumping call me hiking
support one drug, consider me pro grams
about short love on a one night stand
cut up paper, you need a template for a man
i’m for you first choice and your backup plan
been sick for years call my flow cancer
chan is doctor beats were the answer
lauren dozed off wheres the witty banter
in my back pocket bust it out like a dancer
used to be so uncomfortable
been busting flows since ten months ago ho
birdy halos when i drop ko’s
spend pesos on those who cause these woes? no!
lauren, i’m sorry but i’m really into three ways
me hip hop and a dope -ss dj
complain when we play you can’t break up wrist bands
music’s in my veins i don’t need groupie b-tch, d-mn

[verse 4 – equal eye]
it never stops the repet-tive motion of focus
my mind is open hoping to flow in the ocean
that’s why i reside beach side trying to reach my
hope arise, state of mind by peaking deep inside my eyes
to see what i truly am, only this man
with no plans except to explore lands unseen
in dreams this beam shoots me across the sky
so scenic, fiending
for in this portrayal my life is bleak in meaning
reflecting eternally
this beauty is absurd to me
concerned for seeing words without concern
surely you’ll see, i speak deep
about the moments close to me
’cause every second leads to things that aren’t supposed to be
most of these are just a test of growing potency
when darkness chokes the air
it isn’t easy breathing openly
i hope to be chosen for those with hope for me
it’s no good to leave with peeps who perceive me jokingly
focus the beat
so ya’ll can see the people focusing
focus the beat
so ya’ll can see the dopest mc
spoken openly

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