K.A.A.N. - Focus lyrics

[Hook] You can tell 'em Imma get it my way You can tell 'em Imma get it my way, my way, okay (x4) Focused, and I'm working on the craft Doin' everything a young n***a got to , got to, got to (x3) Focused, and I'm working on the craft Doin' everything a young n***a got to [Verse 1] Look, my style too ill, no exaggeration Can't get like this with procrastination I'm a slave for the craft, no master, baby All I can think about is making records lately I've been workin' like I'm livin' on a mission I'm efficient', but the vision wasn't given To the n***as that was sitting on the sideline watchin' They can see you strugglin' Trippin' and fallin', but no one helps you out Look, I know the feeling of being alone I've come to terms with decisions I've made But I pray everyday and I hope that I'm safe If I send you this song, will you send me some positive energy? Please, I am begging you for it I'm forcing myself to feel something euphoric Of course it's important, to point out the beauty in life That I see like a minuscule witness The muse for the music that people have muted Confuse it for ignorance, that is not me, tho' I creep low and see more, but my lack of C notes is see through Be set in the tone of my messages Negative outlook is getting repetitive I am regressing, progression's my nemesis My pessimism is potently powerful Wordsmith, I might play around with their volatile Lawd! [Hook] [Verse 2] Never let you muthaf**as defeat the kid Spitting egregiousness Do you agree with it? Never see them again, I'm a seed in the ground I ascend to the light with the lines that I write And my rhymes got girth, like Im foresting the earth All I ever do is work, I'm a**erting my worth This is something I was taught since my birth And you will attain nothing by sitting around And to receive a blessing, you must do for self As an means to an end, so that one day you'll help Someone that you see struggling, just like yourself And I can't justify why I do what I do When I act how I act and thats far from the truth If I told you my story, then you would past judgement Disgusted by what you hear in that discussion I swear that I've witnessed some sickening, cynical rituals Pitiful pray that the pinnacle presents some pieces I preset my presence, a pretense apart With no beef and im starving Ive barely started of carving my name in this game I'll explain, but I gotta move fast Get a point of view quicker, I'm a catastrophic n***a Definitive when I k** it Ain't no muthaf**a that was giving you Something thats realer, but never caught in a feeling, goddamn! [Hook] [Outro] Lawd!