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Homage to RZA

Focus...

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[Intro] "What else have you got? Show it all! (This trick is my basic, my blows will be accurate) Your stance is firm, your jump is powerful That's really excellent! {*kung-fu fighting*}" {"Sound without Focus... is just noise."} {"Homage to RZA"} "For someone who's a Shaolin monk, your kung-fu is really lousy!" "You don't have any power, let me teach you how to use it" [Focus...] TheFEW get it crackin, I'm just a fraction Kinda like a warning sign to let you know what's happenin Sick of this generation's definition of rapping Tryin to bring it back in, we ain't got no leaders anymore All these niggas out there followin the pack and Niggas actin funny style, I ain't one for laughin Hate the way the music industry is with a passion We hear about Katt Stacks and not cats stackin I'm Mick Jagg'n, I gets no +Satisfaction+ When is he gonna change up? I'm really tired of askin Rappers, they ain't hungry no more, they straight fastin Niggas, they don't want it no more, they ain't lastin These people actin so immature, they finally get in the door Barter their soul like a whore and just cash in They need to stay in the lab and straight practice Rappers payin dues like these actors be payin taxes [Chorus: Blue Raspberry] Hip-hop, gimme gimme that hip-hop Gimme gimme that hip-hop Gimme gimme that hip-hop, it ain't goin nowhere Hip-hop, gimme gimme that hip-hop Gimme gimme that hip-hop Gimme gimme... [Al Gator] Yo, my poisonous paragraphs smash ya phony rappers in half Shit is Al Gator, I stay on the warpath First class, classical verses amassed Lyrical murderer, passin on the history young'ns ain't heard of These niggas kiddy like child in a walker Hah, all you wack rappers before me, I fought ya Rappin on until the point it's no lung or heart for Any nigga without skill to come in and offer They bullshit to the radio, damn where the ratings go? I'm waitin for some REAL productions, what you niggas waitin for? I make a promise if err'y beat ain't a swag track Then I would GLADLY smash with real shit and bring rap back Teh, yeah I said it, my thug-related style attract millions These rappers fake, so they wouldn't get it Street nigga hustlin and we did some mils' So I CRUSH the amateurs who scream they keep it real - Wu! [Chorus] (The W~!) [KIDA] Aiyyo I'm amazing, this I'm designed for Boy can rhyme off, any beat in the competition they signed off A womanizer, swift come up they always come around Though money over all of them, always I keep them lined up Ya time's up, verbal tarantula in the C, y'all Cause he are, killin 'em, sendin 'em up in sea, god The Los Angeles heat seekin out in Reeboks But he got talent, fill up arenas, the boy amazing BMW is Caucasian, and Hollygrove must be laced in 'em Cause all that he spit is cajun Tabasco coal ?triasco? is rappers faced with Rapid fire designed to run to your safe, kid Can't ignore it, when I'm around it's always global warming This subgame's INSANE known from a noted woman I'm coming, here's a warning dummy, your day's done Ain't playin, stay on the block the Killa Beez came from [Chorus] "I'm here, too, by you - remember? And I just can't walk away and leave you to all this "I've been waiting a very long time for this! Alright, you can try my technique too!" [Cilvaringz] Yo, this the homage like a billion point three to Muhammad Wu-Tang comets fallin down, splittin ya harness Now follow... the game's dirty tricks Slap for the mink, we +Enter the 36 Chambers+ Famous Focus... meets Rakeem the +Razor+ +Sharp+ copies, not the VCDs', Hakeem From the block's sellin us, like they DVDs Born original, leadin the swarm of Killa Bees I studied under the RZA +Chessboxin+ GZA But it won't compare to building with the +Killahs+ Ghostface and Noodles rockin the stage with Mef Doin the bomb atomic-ly versed by INS I remember, Raekwon the Chef in Poland Tryin to break down my door, he knows what it was for His physical scourgin the lobby for cheap whores It would've been NOTHIN if it wasn't for Dirt and Bobby I probably... be into something violent But luckily I found my ways into Shaolin Plus I BEEN whylin... yeah! Focus... Cilvaringz Official original, Wu-Tang Killa Beez Salute the motherfuckin Abbot Spittin, knowledge of the stone tablets Hehe, it's pure medicine son Pay homage...
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