Lyrics Maintain the Focus - Obscure Disorder feat. Ill Bill & Goretex
"Okay
okay
that's
enough
small
talk"
"It's
time
we
got
down
to
business"
Well
I
be
spitting
seminars
My
hit
repetoire
inhibit
y'all
To
reveal
all
irrelavent
info
On
how
this
guy
turned
nuns
to
nymphoes
Blunts
to
binbos
back
to
endos
And
pull
switch
mode
Shatter
your
95
windows
irregular
What
you
hold
sacred
is
secular
On
high
grounds,
my
clips
are
emptying
Required
rounds,
I
acquire
pounds
from
entire
Towns
and
environments
Live
wire
men
follow
me
'cause
I
inspire
them
To
reach
thier
full
potential,
lyric-al
manifesto
Gats
are
essential
to
live
in
my
residential
I
ain't
impressed
though,
by
your
cats
There
were
rats
than
you
could
imagine
Dealt
with
it
in
a
thug
fashion
Lung
collapsing,
jung
pasping
for
oxygen
I
squeeze
off
until
these
frauds
turn
to
virtu-al
retards
Transexu-al
cree
hearts
Immediately
cut
they
dick
off
Seeing
me
in
the
nick
of...
time
They
realize
it
was
my
time
to
shine
(Keep
your
voice
down)
Ayo
calm
down
(Before
you
get
virtually)
cut
down
(Besides
vasectomy)
Get
a
run
down,
from
zero
to
sixty
like
on
a
(five
point
oh)
That
shifty
(left
you
with
a
pound
of
cash,
push
on
the
gas
and
ran)
How
can
it
be?
The
game
ain't
what
it
used
to
be
Niggas
is
drowning
in
the
current
but
ain't
trying
to
see
Some
day
some
how,
we
get
serenty
now
(What?)
Serenity
now
(wha?)
"Serenity
now!"
As
I
approach
the
new
millenium,
I
drive
hard
like
pentium
It's
my
turn
to
put
the
nod
factor
at
a
maximum
I
aim
platinum,
but
reach
my
people
like
an
outbreak
Of
ebola,
niggas
want
beef
like
E.
Coli
I
tell
no
lie,
like
your
empty
bags
of?
Through
the
days
of
your
life
These
three
children
brought
the
drama
I'm
the,
worst
idea
inside
your
cerebellum
Fella,
you
want
to
battle
You
lack
sense
like
Helen
Keller
Better,
yet
I
been
known
to
move
more
people
than
a
bomb
threat
From
the
World
Trade
to
Nayrobi,
cats
they
know
me
Rappers
remind
me
of
ass
pains
without
Preperation
My
team
gives
you
sensations
like
iritation
My
dedication
to
this
game
is
never
shaken
But
it's
taken
a
nine
to
five
last
summer
to
bring
the
bacon
Forsaken,
all
MCs
staking
claims
when
they
real
not
We
maintain
the
focus
like
a
wide
angle
shot
Kid
is
hot,
what!
My
compulsary
tactics
Y'all
niggas
could
never
fuck
with
my
cerebral
process
Professes
words
when
I
stretch
I
take
a
breath,
inhale?
sell
the
rest
for
scientific
Flows
like,
water
on
minds
Maintain
thye
balance
like
hydraulics
I'm
always
on
point,
5-1-4
are
the
co-ordinates
Self
explainatory
like
horoscopes
from
pennants
Fatal
executions,
I
face
a
God
and
death
sentence
My
word,
team
before
himself,
brain
cells,
resells
my
knowledge
Son,
you
poisonous
corps,
to
dodge
rams
and
survivors
And
why,
support
of
thinking
the
whole
world
up
on
my
shoulders
Deciper
my
frame
of
mind,
it's
fragments
forming
to
clusters
Brothers
is
still
shook
like
aftershocks
following
tremors
Couldn't
realize,
these
see
they
eyes
on
the
prize
Acting
like
chicks
in
porno
flicks,
getting
fake
niggas
a
rise
We
ruch
you
inside
the
scrimmages
then
we
blitz
like
O-lines
Leaving
your
face
green
like
spinach
and
extroverts
too
timid
It's
like
that
y'all
"But
I
maintain
my
focus
and
hold
my
fort
down"
(scratched)
"Maintain
the
focus
while
we
smoke
these
marijuana
trees"
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