Focus Now
YNOT
Ugh
Little wicked endeavor
In being clever
Straight from the noose to the lever
Go for the truth or get lost in the never
Should've, could've, would've
Never would have been
Lost in tequila and drinking in sins
Flinch like a bitch from the pull of the pin
Going all in like I'm smashing and grabbing
Right where you stand
The seven deadlies
Of misdirection
Intentionally injecting
The unsuspecting
Collect the infected
From the projection
Of your detesting reflection
Insane head games
Got ice in my veins
Like a shot of cocaine
No codeine in my drink
But I need to abstain
From thinking these things
Will ever, ever change
The rap game got fucked up
Stress leaves a mess
But I'm destined for greatness
So I lift up my cup
All you do is complain and complain
But disdain in my brain
Is such a real thing
Got two fingers up
I'm pressing my luck
Running amok and causing a ruckus
Don't have any fucks
And no one to fuck with
Moonstruck in my heart
Robust in the darkness
I'm doing my part but I'm still falling farther
Can't find the time to focus now
I tried and tried but I'm falling down
Can't find the time to focus now
I tried and tried
Stick in the knife
Then push a little deeper
Give it a little twist
And let a river flow freely
Better stay in the light
I'm not feeling right
Fuck Freddie
I'm Jason
Camp Crystal Lake shit
While free basing in a station wagon
I'm wreaking havoc
Just the right type of savage
I've fucking had it with these fucking bastards
Acting tragic
While being crappy human beings
Like what do you even mean
You want me to feel your pain
I'll show you what that means
When it comes from me
With no sensitivity
While cocking a hammer and a box of nails
To show you what nailing someone really be
Like a disease leaving you free
From the skin to which you cling
Screaming please and receiving no mercy
The Kraken is broken, battered
The raggedy ass disaster
You call yourself and family
Just to cause a scene
Or be obscene
Either you mean what you mean
Or you're just saying things
Believe you me I'm not playing
I do more than speak what I think
Beat on the beat
And crush all your dreams
My eyes don't lie so maybe it's wise
To choose your next line before you die, all right?
Can't find the time to focus now
I tried and tried but I'm falling down
Can't find the time to focus now
I tried and tried
Pack up the pipe and ignite it
Get some shit like I already liked it
No reciting, rewriting, recycling
I put that shit in a bucket
And burned it and turned it to priceless
Not alright but plenty of fight left
Your decisive devices of impoliteness
So mindless you might end up lifeless
Or lost in the silence
Eyes wide and your iris full crisis
My rage is timeless
Like my vices constricting sacrifices
Not enough to oblige us
Surprise us or provide any guidance
You can try to divide us
I got a license for violence
And nothing excites us
But inciting revival
In my prime and still grimy and homicidal
A full spiral of denial and saliva
Both primal and prideful
Evil and Bible
Vital to survival
Insightful
Your final trials and tribulations
A man of many faces
Impatiently awaiting vacancy
As a patient adjacent Satan
In the nation's cadence
Of hate and changes
To slaves and gayness
Expectations illustrated
With accusations
Of stipulation
To communication
If that wasn't clear I meant racism
Ugh
Little wicked endeavor
In being clever
Straight from the noose to the lever
Go for the truth or get lost in the never
Should've, could've, would've
Never would have been
Lost in tequila and drinking in sins
Flinch like a bitch from the pull of the pin
Going all in like I'm smashing and grabbing
Right where you stand
The seven deadlies
Of misdirection
Intentionally injecting
The unsuspecting
Collect the infected
From the projection
Of your detesting reflection
Insane head games
Got ice in my veins
Like a shot of cocaine
No codeine in my drink
But I need to abstain
From thinking these things
Will ever, ever change
The rap game got fucked up
Stress leaves a mess
But I'm destined for greatness
So I lift up my cup
All you do is complain and complain
But disdain in my brain
Is such a real thing
Got two fingers up
I'm pressing my luck
Running amok and causing a ruckus
Don't have any fucks
And no one to fuck with
Moonstruck in my heart
Robust in the darkness
I'm doing my part but I'm still falling farther
Can't find the time to focus now
I tried and tried but I'm falling down
Can't find the time to focus now
I tried and tried
Stick in the knife
Then push a little deeper
Give it a little twist
And let a river flow freely
Better stay in the light
I'm not feeling right
Fuck Freddie
I'm Jason
Camp Crystal Lake shit
While free basing in a station wagon
I'm wreaking havoc
Just the right type of savage
I've fucking had it with these fucking bastards
Acting tragic
While being crappy human beings
Like what do you even mean
You want me to feel your pain
I'll show you what that means
When it comes from me
With no sensitivity
While cocking a hammer and a box of nails
To show you what nailing someone really be
Like a disease leaving you free
From the skin to which you cling
Screaming please and receiving no mercy
The Kraken is broken, battered
The raggedy ass disaster
You call yourself and family
Just to cause a scene
Or be obscene
Either you mean what you mean
Or you're just saying things
Believe you me I'm not playing
I do more than speak what I think
Beat on the beat
And crush all your dreams
My eyes don't lie so maybe it's wise
To choose your next line before you die, all right?
Can't find the time to focus now
I tried and tried but I'm falling down
Can't find the time to focus now
I tried and tried
Pack up the pipe and ignite it
Get some shit like I already liked it
No reciting, rewriting, recycling
I put that shit in a bucket
And burned it and turned it to priceless
Not alright but plenty of fight left
Your decisive devices of impoliteness
So mindless you might end up lifeless
Or lost in the silence
Eyes wide and your iris full crisis
My rage is timeless
Like my vices constricting sacrifices
Not enough to oblige us
Surprise us or provide any guidance
You can try to divide us
I got a license for violence
And nothing excites us
But inciting revival
In my prime and still grimy and homicidal
A full spiral of denial and saliva
Both primal and prideful
Evil and Bible
Vital to survival
Insightful
Your final trials and tribulations
A man of many faces
Impatiently awaiting vacancy
As a patient adjacent Satan
In the nation's cadence
Of hate and changes
To slaves and gayness
Expectations illustrated
With accusations
Of stipulation
To communication
If that wasn't clear I meant racism
Credits
Writer(s): Anthony Mccracken
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