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Correct En Focus Lyrics
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De La Soul
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Correct En Focus
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(biofeedback) Pos: Ya go beats, meats, son sheep I can't cook, but being a cook I'm servin' much to eat I got multiple stabs of jazzy Sassafrassy as I caught 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 Pos: No longer kelvin mercer but the posdnuos Plug one yo I found fun In the scribblin' of speak On a naked white sheet Most recognized by my dark brown self Dres: Yo you found some wealth? Pos: More in my mind than in my pocket But i's got every girbaud that ever sagged I met some hoes, met some girls Did a tour that took me all around the world Dres: Did a tour that took me all around the world Dove: I hit the shines but I'm shooin' it now Remember when the floor might have had a spine Well it's all bent over The dayglo nigga gets the red door mat It's a roller coaster When your shit's burnt toast Now mr. club owner knows your jam When your jam is tha jam And there's a tab at the bar My mindstate's great No thanks I don't drink I sip the bobo Then I kettle it quick I felt the heave in the jeave Tap it in the basement Diggin' my own understanding quick Let me get the single out Think mr. radio say the starlight Is the same star bright I'm thinkin' how a nine and a blunt is a switch But turn out the lights and some will go bitch It was one mc after one mc Play the lamp post do the blow wit dynomite Well it's okay and it's alright Cause our birthday cake's external light It'll all get graphic People made of plastic Look at the shine wit my 50 watt eye But when I got the eye patch I hit the latch I fame it to a name from denver up to maine And lovin' deluxe She won't catch me in no tux Nah, man I won't honor the style (curious, curious, curious, curious) Dres: how you doing, my name is dres, listen... Shorty: isn't that posdnuos? oh, my... Dres: baby, what's wrong with me? Pos: Funny funny how time flies When you have some light on the face Cause the focus is the fickle 'stead of fusin' I'm a use it To the utilize the trickle caught the rush But I play hush While andres titus is the grabbin' As a fan will put the hearts to mush Lush dalea would hear the public beat The same way for titus when he blacked the sheep But as the knee went deep To deeper off the charts The album faded to black That's when the amnesia starts (curious, curious, curious, curious) Shorty: aren't you dres from black sheep? what are you doing here? who Are you here with? Dres: I'm with my man pos, you know pos... Shorty: oh yeah, positive k, i.. I like him... (stickabush, stickabush, stickabush, stickabush) Dove: Hey boy, I watch that star man, shit's all in Should I shot it or begin I saw bootleggas no shinin' I saw big 4 go get shinin' A typical flick was the moment When the man said "ain't you? " yeah I is 'im Hush your mouth fallin' in cog Caught the light being true dog A fist of funk and I pocket that screen In the scene or in between Gimme but a little bit of the starlight I mail my ass to the darkness I dig it, I dug it I dig it, I dug it I wiz it, I was it I wiz it, I was it Oh lord let me switch it off Because ya find some'll do it all For the light (stop jivin')
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