Verse One:
Rise and shine, time to grind, paced for musical joggings
From the dawn to the dusk, jumpstarting the noggin
Dominate the loose leafs, which the pen carves up
Battery’s implanted in my back; the universal is charged up
While lint-brains are star struck
Saying true spitters died, but we’ve resurrected from days of hard luck
Refuse to let a cynic tear our confidence asunder
Studied pass raps and removed self from previous blunders
Commence the mental cleanse like Islamic lard withdrawal
And, return to the drawing board
Time to go to war with scores, skin ‘em raw like sores
Frauds aim to halt this cause (will) face the holocaust
From the ghetto cracks where the rose grew
We smash moguls that dispose troops from industry hazing they put the pros through
Go postal like civil unrest and keep it vocal
And, show you a planet full of liars if they told you
The focus isn’t there any longer…

Verse Two:
Though the swine find time to blind minds, we’d form raps that amaze
Filling voids in this cavity age
Fists clenched, strapped with the rage ‘cause critters high cap on the stage
Now, I’ll bomb on them cowards ‘til they’re banished and slain
Visionaries built vintage scripts while snails dawdle in their penmanship
‘Cause y’all niggaz are sensitive
Support is that of a corroded kickstand
Holla shotgun when driving forces plummet in quicksand
Bow out with faint alarms when you plead for alliance
But, failed to keep your end of the bargain
Beg for mercy when they never stood positions
Now, it’s funny as hell to hear them folks bitchin’ ‘cause their damn boats (are) missing
And, in the end, they’ll meet omission
Clear head, space, and game plan might cure you from eternal afflictions
So, with the bull, fly pass me
Outsiders rule the Emperor’s dynasty, so it died nasty
‘Cause the focus isn’t there any longer…

Verse Three:
Here’s the truth that new jacks must face
If success is chained to fear, then you’re doomed like snuff tapes
Fill with illusions like the Cat Scratch Disease
But, plot to run the industry with mix tape mentality
Vets disavow the crap you bust like lead in the crowd
Light bulbs blew because your head’s in the cloud
Placed the hype before your damn craft ‘til your brand’s bad
Building your house with torn sandbags
Therefore, you got a weak foundation, now clowns (are) facing
Entire coast’s demolished as a result of the town’s hating
Feel the hard sting and blow like Feds cutting bird supply
Beneath the rubble’s where the courage dies
From the door, we’ll stone slowpokes biting poems
Like children told not to roam in unknown terror domes
Sense is gone ‘cause you’re prone to clutch the bone of these drones
Since your zone wasn’t sewn, now you’re owned and dethroned
The focus isn’t there any longer…