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Focused Lyrics - Mix Tape Messiah 6 - Chamillionaire

[Chorus:] 

You ever try me you know you will get dealt 

I know that I'm the best that's why I'm feeling myself 

Competition I be giving em hell I'm focused, I'm focused yea 

Close the coffin and just put in the nail 

And if ya up against me you know then ya gonna need help 

You can run and hide but who ya gon tell I'm focused, I'm focused yea 

[Verse:] 

See I ain't have no money I ain't even have no cable 

I had to get up on the grind get my own label 

I had some patnas doing crime on that old table 

Alot of em would say you can but with no able 

Ya'll don't even know what it's like to feel gold 

Ya'll kick it but never witness the field goal 

The maybac, I'm layed flat, my wheels thowed 

Look at that it's all black like real coal 

I know ya'll don't see the drink and catch me with the kush 

I'm not a saint I never could play like reggie bush 

Stop acting like a punani ain't with the petty looks 

I put the heat to ya belly and you'll be gettin douched 

The shoes rims I call it football 

Let's get paid no college football 

Some sold pot like college cook offs 

I sold bars to the block and hood pause 

In the suburbs they was lookin fo they fix 

So I gave em the type of fix that became dis 

Then I added a couple watts and became mix 

Then distrubuted to the blocks an became rich 

We in the building yep that's what I thought 

I heard em say that's why the building is just what I bought 

I'm michael jordan your tiger woods and that's not smart 

Both did the same crime you the one got caught 

Dikembe mutumbo you dun know my gun blow turn dumbo to gumbo 

I breathe death, I leave death from one flow 

An emcee that gun tote become smoke 

Ya woman pissin in her pants till she wet her shoe 

Cheer leading on the side thicker than a betty boop 

Garage lookin like an nfl locker do, 26's, 24's and 22's 

Dion sandes high stepping on your canvas 

Small talk ya'll suckin on ant dick 

I turn ya'll to prey the way I attack it 

Ya'll better hide and pray like a praying mantis 

Male groupies say why your crew lef 

Au revoir I'll speak ta you with the deuce best 

See me and yell ey it's like you cleff 

Apologise to my male groupies I'm too deaf 

Pain is the movement if this whatchu rep 

We revolve so no shells it ain't one clue left 

We don't dance I just do my 1, 2 step 

Super sober like I'm daring someone to step, yup 

[Chorus]