[{"id":21153998,"name":"En Focus (instrumental)","trackName":"En Focus (instrumental)","artistName":"De La Soul","albumName":"Breakadawn / En Focus","duration":195.506667,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Bio-feed-back\n\nYa go \"ichi, ni, san, shi\"\nI can't cook, but being a cook I'm servin' much to eat\nI got multiple stabs of jazzy\nSassafrassy as I caught the fame of soul\nYears after mama had me tell ya gladly\nI plugged for the Tunin'\nWhich cause eyes to zoom in\nWhich put your person into focus\nNo longer Kelvin Mercer but the Posdnuos\nPlug One yo I found fun\nIn the scribblin' of speak\nOn a naked white sheet\nMost recognized by my dark-brown self\nYo you found some wealth?\nMore in my mind than in my pocket\nBut I's got every Girbaud that ever sagged\nI met some hoes, met some girls\nDid a tour that took me all around the world\nDid a tour that took me all around the world\n\nI hit the shines but I'm shooin' it now\nRemember when the floor might have had a spine\nWell it's all bent over\nThe DayGlo nigga gets the red door mat\nIt's a roller coaster when your shit's burnt toast\nNow Mr. Club Owner knows your jam\nWhen your jam is the jam and there's a tab at the bar\nMy mindstate's great, no thanks I don't drink\nI sip the bobo, then I kettle it quick\nI felt the heave in the jeave, tap it in the basement\nDiggin' my own understanding quick\nLet me get the single out\nThink Mr. Radio say the starlight\nIs the same star bright\nI'm thinkin' how a nine and a blunt is a switch\nBut turn out the lights and some will go bitch\nIt was one MC after one MC\nPlay the lamp post do the blow wit dynamite\nWell it's okay and it's alright\nCause our birthday cake's external light\nIt'll all get graphic\nPeople made of plastic\nLook at the shine with my 50 Watt eye\nBut when I got the eye patch I hit the latch\nI fame it to a name from Denver up to Maine\nAnd lovin' deluxe, she won't catch me in no tux\nNah, man I won't honor the style\n\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n\nYo, shorty! Oh my goodness\nHow you doing, my name is Dres, listen-\nOh, isn't that Posdnuos? Oh, my God, yo\nHoney you are-\nYo wassup,yo, man\nLook, what's wrong with me? Honey, heck this out\nDa da da dun dun\nDa da da dun dun\nDa dun dun (Dun dun dun dun)\nDa da dun da da dun da da dun dun (Da da dun dun)\n\nFunny funny how time fly\nWhen you have some\n\nLight on the face cause the focus is the fickle\n'Stead of fusin' I'm a use it to the utilize the trickle\nCaught a rush, but I played hush\nWhile Andres Titus is the grabbin'\nAs a fan will put the hearts to mush\nLush Dalea would hear the public beat\nThe same way for Titus when he Blacked the Sheep\nBut as the Knee went Deep, to deeper off the charts\nThe album faded to black, that's when the amnesia starts\n\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n\nAren't you Dres from Black Sheep?\nOh my god, what are you doing here?\nWho are you here with?\nI'm with my man Pos, you know Pos\nOh yeah, Positive K yo, I like your music\n\n(Stickabush, stickabush, stickabush, stickabush)\n\nHey boy, I watch that star man, shit's all in\nShould I shot it or begin\nI saw bootleggas no shinin'\nI saw Big 4 go get shinin'\nA typical flick was the moment\nWhen the man said\n\"Ain't you?\" Yeah I is 'im\nHush your mouth fallin' in cog\nCaught the light being True dog\nA fist of funk and I pocket that screen\nIn the scene or in between\nGimme but a little bit of the starlight\nI mail my ass to the darkness\nI dig it, I dug it, I dig it, I dug it\nI wiz it, I was it, I wiz it, I was it\nOh Lord let me switch it off\nBecause ya find some'll do it all\nFor the light\n\n(Stop Jivin')","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: En Focus (instrumental)\n  artist: De La Soul\n  album: Breakadawn / En Focus\n  duration_ms: 195507\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Bio-feed-back\n\n  Ya go \"ichi, ni, san, shi\"\n  I can't cook, but being a cook I'm servin' much to eat\n  I got multiple stabs of jazzy\n  Sassafrassy as I caught the fame of soul\n  Years after mama had me tell ya gladly\n  I plugged for the Tunin'\n  Which cause eyes to zoom in\n  Which put your person into focus\n  No longer Kelvin Mercer but the Posdnuos\n  Plug One yo I found fun\n  In the scribblin' of speak\n  On a naked white sheet\n  Most recognized by my dark-brown self\n  Yo you found some wealth?\n  More in my mind than in my pocket\n  But I's got every Girbaud that ever sagged\n  I met some hoes, met some girls\n  Did a tour that took me all around the world\n  Did a tour that took me all around the world\n\n  I hit the shines but I'm shooin' it now\n  Remember when the floor might have had a spine\n  Well it's all bent over\n  The DayGlo nigga gets the red door mat\n  It's a roller coaster when your shit's burnt toast\n  Now Mr. Club Owner knows your jam\n  When your jam is the jam and there's a tab at the bar\n  My mindstate's great, no thanks I don't drink\n  I sip the bobo, then I kettle it quick\n  I felt the heave in the jeave, tap it in the basement\n  Diggin' my own understanding quick\n  Let me get the single out\n  Think Mr. Radio say the starlight\n  Is the same star bright\n  I'm thinkin' how a nine and a blunt is a switch\n  But turn out the lights and some will go bitch\n  It was one MC after one MC\n  Play the lamp post do the blow wit dynamite\n  Well it's okay and it's alright\n  Cause our birthday cake's external light\n  It'll all get graphic\n  People made of plastic\n  Look at the shine with my 50 Watt eye\n  But when I got the eye patch I hit the latch\n  I fame it to a name from Denver up to Maine\n  And lovin' deluxe, she won't catch me in no tux\n  Nah, man I won't honor the style\n\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n\n  Yo, shorty! Oh my goodness\n  How you doing, my name is Dres, listen-\n  Oh, isn't that Posdnuos? Oh, my God, yo\n  Honey you are-\n  Yo wassup,yo, man\n  Look, what's wrong with me? Honey, heck this out\n  Da da da dun dun\n  Da da da dun dun\n  Da dun dun (Dun dun dun dun)\n  Da da dun da da dun da da dun dun (Da da dun dun)\n\n  Funny funny how time fly\n  When you have some\n\n  Light on the face cause the focus is the fickle\n  'Stead of fusin' I'm a use it to the utilize the trickle\n  Caught a rush, but I played hush\n  While Andres Titus is the grabbin'\n  As a fan will put the hearts to mush\n  Lush Dalea would hear the public beat\n  The same way for Titus when he Blacked the Sheep\n  But as the Knee went Deep, to deeper off the charts\n  The album faded to black, that's when the amnesia starts\n\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n\n  Aren't you Dres from Black Sheep?\n  Oh my god, what are you doing here?\n  Who are you here with?\n  I'm with my man Pos, you know Pos\n  Oh yeah, Positive K yo, I like your music\n\n  (Stickabush, stickabush, stickabush, stickabush)\n\n  Hey boy, I watch that star man, shit's all in\n  Should I shot it or begin\n  I saw bootleggas no shinin'\n  I saw Big 4 go get shinin'\n  A typical flick was the moment\n  When the man said\n  \"Ain't you?\" Yeah I is 'im\n  Hush your mouth fallin' in cog\n  Caught the light being True dog\n  A fist of funk and I pocket that screen\n  In the scene or in between\n  Gimme but a little bit of the starlight\n  I mail my ass to the darkness\n  I dig it, I dug it, I dig it, I dug it\n  I wiz it, I was it, I wiz it, I was it\n  Oh Lord let me switch it off\n  Because ya find some'll do it all\n  For the light\n\n  (Stop Jivin')\n"},{"id":20977442,"name":"En Focus (vocal version)","trackName":"En Focus (vocal version)","artistName":"De La Soul","albumName":"Breakadawn / En Focus","duration":197.133333,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Bio-feed-back\n\nYa go \"ichi, ni, san, shi\"\nI can't cook, but being a cook I'm servin' much to eat\nI got multiple stabs of jazzy\nSassafrassy as I caught the fame of soul\nYears after mama had me tell ya gladly\nI plugged for the Tunin'\nWhich cause eyes to zoom in\nWhich put your person into focus\nNo longer Kelvin Mercer but the Posdnuos\nPlug One yo I found fun\nIn the scribblin' of speak\nOn a naked white sheet\nMost recognized by my dark-brown self\nYo you found some wealth?\nMore in my mind than in my pocket\nBut I's got every Girbaud that ever sagged\nI met some hoes, met some girls\nDid a tour that took me all around the world\nDid a tour that took me all around the world\n\nI hit the shines but I'm shooin' it now\nRemember when the floor might have had a spine\nWell it's all bent over\nThe DayGlo nigga gets the red door mat\nIt's a roller coaster when your shit's burnt toast\nNow Mr. Club Owner knows your jam\nWhen your jam is the jam and there's a tab at the bar\nMy mindstate's great, no thanks I don't drink\nI sip the bobo, then I kettle it quick\nI felt the heave in the jeave, tap it in the basement\nDiggin' my own understanding quick\nLet me get the single out\nThink Mr. Radio say the starlight\nIs the same star bright\nI'm thinkin' how a nine and a blunt is a switch\nBut turn out the lights and some will go bitch\nIt was one MC after one MC\nPlay the lamp post do the blow wit dynamite\nWell it's okay and it's alright\nCause our birthday cake's external light\nIt'll all get graphic\nPeople made of plastic\nLook at the shine with my 50 Watt eye\nBut when I got the eye patch I hit the latch\nI fame it to a name from Denver up to Maine\nAnd lovin' deluxe, she won't catch me in no tux\nNah, man I won't honor the style\n\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n\nYo, shorty! Oh my goodness\nHow you doing, my name is Dres, listen-\nOh, isn't that Posdnuos? Oh, my God, yo\nHoney you are-\nYo wassup,yo, man\nLook, what's wrong with me? Honey, heck this out\nDa da da dun dun\nDa da da dun dun\nDa dun dun (Dun dun dun dun)\nDa da dun da da dun da da dun dun (Da da dun dun)\n\nFunny funny how time fly\nWhen you have some\n\nLight on the face cause the focus is the fickle\n'Stead of fusin' I'm a use it to the utilize the trickle\nCaught a rush, but I played hush\nWhile Andres Titus is the grabbin'\nAs a fan will put the hearts to mush\nLush Dalea would hear the public beat\nThe same way for Titus when he Blacked the Sheep\nBut as the Knee went Deep, to deeper off the charts\nThe album faded to black, that's when the amnesia starts\n\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n\nAren't you Dres from Black Sheep?\nOh my god, what are you doing here?\nWho are you here with?\nI'm with my man Pos, you know Pos\nOh yeah, Positive K yo, I like your music\n\n(Stickabush, stickabush, stickabush, stickabush)\n\nHey boy, I watch that star man, shit's all in\nShould I shot it or begin\nI saw bootleggas no shinin'\nI saw Big 4 go get shinin'\nA typical flick was the moment\nWhen the man said\n\"Ain't you?\" Yeah I is 'im\nHush your mouth fallin' in cog\nCaught the light being True dog\nA fist of funk and I pocket that screen\nIn the scene or in between\nGimme but a little bit of the starlight\nI mail my ass to the darkness\nI dig it, I dug it, I dig it, I dug it\nI wiz it, I was it, I wiz it, I was it\nOh Lord let me switch it off\nBecause ya find some'll do it all\nFor the light\n\n(Stop Jivin')","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: En Focus (vocal version)\n  artist: De La Soul\n  album: Breakadawn / En Focus\n  duration_ms: 197133\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Bio-feed-back\n\n  Ya go \"ichi, ni, san, shi\"\n  I can't cook, but being a cook I'm servin' much to eat\n  I got multiple stabs of jazzy\n  Sassafrassy as I caught the fame of soul\n  Years after mama had me tell ya gladly\n  I plugged for the Tunin'\n  Which cause eyes to zoom in\n  Which put your person into focus\n  No longer Kelvin Mercer but the Posdnuos\n  Plug One yo I found fun\n  In the scribblin' of speak\n  On a naked white sheet\n  Most recognized by my dark-brown self\n  Yo you found some wealth?\n  More in my mind than in my pocket\n  But I's got every Girbaud that ever sagged\n  I met some hoes, met some girls\n  Did a tour that took me all around the world\n  Did a tour that took me all around the world\n\n  I hit the shines but I'm shooin' it now\n  Remember when the floor might have had a spine\n  Well it's all bent over\n  The DayGlo nigga gets the red door mat\n  It's a roller coaster when your shit's burnt toast\n  Now Mr. Club Owner knows your jam\n  When your jam is the jam and there's a tab at the bar\n  My mindstate's great, no thanks I don't drink\n  I sip the bobo, then I kettle it quick\n  I felt the heave in the jeave, tap it in the basement\n  Diggin' my own understanding quick\n  Let me get the single out\n  Think Mr. Radio say the starlight\n  Is the same star bright\n  I'm thinkin' how a nine and a blunt is a switch\n  But turn out the lights and some will go bitch\n  It was one MC after one MC\n  Play the lamp post do the blow wit dynamite\n  Well it's okay and it's alright\n  Cause our birthday cake's external light\n  It'll all get graphic\n  People made of plastic\n  Look at the shine with my 50 Watt eye\n  But when I got the eye patch I hit the latch\n  I fame it to a name from Denver up to Maine\n  And lovin' deluxe, she won't catch me in no tux\n  Nah, man I won't honor the style\n\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n\n  Yo, shorty! Oh my goodness\n  How you doing, my name is Dres, listen-\n  Oh, isn't that Posdnuos? Oh, my God, yo\n  Honey you are-\n  Yo wassup,yo, man\n  Look, what's wrong with me? Honey, heck this out\n  Da da da dun dun\n  Da da da dun dun\n  Da dun dun (Dun dun dun dun)\n  Da da dun da da dun da da dun dun (Da da dun dun)\n\n  Funny funny how time fly\n  When you have some\n\n  Light on the face cause the focus is the fickle\n  'Stead of fusin' I'm a use it to the utilize the trickle\n  Caught a rush, but I played hush\n  While Andres Titus is the grabbin'\n  As a fan will put the hearts to mush\n  Lush Dalea would hear the public beat\n  The same way for Titus when he Blacked the Sheep\n  But as the Knee went Deep, to deeper off the charts\n  The album faded to black, that's when the amnesia starts\n\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n\n  Aren't you Dres from Black Sheep?\n  Oh my god, what are you doing here?\n  Who are you here with?\n  I'm with my man Pos, you know Pos\n  Oh yeah, Positive K yo, I like your music\n\n  (Stickabush, stickabush, stickabush, stickabush)\n\n  Hey boy, I watch that star man, shit's all in\n  Should I shot it or begin\n  I saw bootleggas no shinin'\n  I saw Big 4 go get shinin'\n  A typical flick was the moment\n  When the man said\n  \"Ain't you?\" Yeah I is 'im\n  Hush your mouth fallin' in cog\n  Caught the light being True dog\n  A fist of funk and I pocket that screen\n  In the scene or in between\n  Gimme but a little bit of the starlight\n  I mail my ass to the darkness\n  I dig it, I dug it, I dig it, I dug it\n  I wiz it, I was it, I wiz it, I was it\n  Oh Lord let me switch it off\n  Because ya find some'll do it all\n  For the light\n\n  (Stop Jivin')\n"},{"id":25235879,"name":"En Focus (instrumental)","trackName":"En Focus (instrumental)","artistName":"De La Soul","albumName":"Breakadawn/En Focus [CD Maxi-Single]","duration":195.506667,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Bio-feed-back\n\nYa go \"ichi, ni, san, shi\"\nI can't cook, but being a cook I'm servin' much to eat\nI got multiple stabs of jazzy\nSassafrassy as I caught the fame of soul\nYears after mama had me tell ya gladly\nI plugged for the Tunin'\nWhich cause eyes to zoom in\nWhich put your person into focus\nNo longer Kelvin Mercer but the Posdnuos\nPlug One yo I found fun\nIn the scribblin' of speak\nOn a naked white sheet\nMost recognized by my dark-brown self\nYo you found some wealth?\nMore in my mind than in my pocket\nBut I's got every Girbaud that ever sagged\nI met some hoes, met some girls\nDid a tour that took me all around the world\nDid a tour that took me all around the world\n\nI hit the shines but I'm shooin' it now\nRemember when the floor might have had a spine\nWell it's all bent over\nThe DayGlo nigga gets the red door mat\nIt's a roller coaster when your shit's burnt toast\nNow Mr. Club Owner knows your jam\nWhen your jam is the jam and there's a tab at the bar\nMy mindstate's great, no thanks I don't drink\nI sip the bobo, then I kettle it quick\nI felt the heave in the jeave, tap it in the basement\nDiggin' my own understanding quick\nLet me get the single out\nThink Mr. Radio say the starlight\nIs the same star bright\nI'm thinkin' how a nine and a blunt is a switch\nBut turn out the lights and some will go bitch\nIt was one MC after one MC\nPlay the lamp post do the blow wit dynamite\nWell it's okay and it's alright\nCause our birthday cake's external light\nIt'll all get graphic\nPeople made of plastic\nLook at the shine with my 50 Watt eye\nBut when I got the eye patch I hit the latch\nI fame it to a name from Denver up to Maine\nAnd lovin' deluxe, she won't catch me in no tux\nNah, man I won't honor the style\n\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n\nYo, shorty! Oh my goodness\nHow you doing, my name is Dres, listen-\nOh, isn't that Posdnuos? Oh, my God, yo\nHoney you are-\nYo wassup,yo, man\nLook, what's wrong with me? Honey, heck this out\nDa da da dun dun\nDa da da dun dun\nDa dun dun (Dun dun dun dun)\nDa da dun da da dun da da dun dun (Da da dun dun)\n\nFunny funny how time fly\nWhen you have some\n\nLight on the face cause the focus is the fickle\n'Stead of fusin' I'm a use it to the utilize the trickle\nCaught a rush, but I played hush\nWhile Andres Titus is the grabbin'\nAs a fan will put the hearts to mush\nLush Dalea would hear the public beat\nThe same way for Titus when he Blacked the Sheep\nBut as the Knee went Deep, to deeper off the charts\nThe album faded to black, that's when the amnesia starts\n\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n\nAren't you Dres from Black Sheep?\nOh my god, what are you doing here?\nWho are you here with?\nI'm with my man Pos, you know Pos\nOh yeah, Positive K yo, I like your music\n\n(Stickabush, stickabush, stickabush, stickabush)\n\nHey boy, I watch that star man, shit's all in\nShould I shot it or begin\nI saw bootleggas no shinin'\nI saw Big 4 go get shinin'\nA typical flick was the moment\nWhen the man said\n\"Ain't you?\" Yeah I is 'im\nHush your mouth fallin' in cog\nCaught the light being True dog\nA fist of funk and I pocket that screen\nIn the scene or in between\nGimme but a little bit of the starlight\nI mail my ass to the darkness\nI dig it, I dug it, I dig it, I dug it\nI wiz it, I was it, I wiz it, I was it\nOh Lord let me switch it off\nBecause ya find some'll do it all\nFor the light\n\n(Stop Jivin')","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: En Focus (instrumental)\n  artist: De La Soul\n  album: Breakadawn/En Focus [CD Maxi-Single]\n  duration_ms: 195507\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Bio-feed-back\n\n  Ya go \"ichi, ni, san, shi\"\n  I can't cook, but being a cook I'm servin' much to eat\n  I got multiple stabs of jazzy\n  Sassafrassy as I caught the fame of soul\n  Years after mama had me tell ya gladly\n  I plugged for the Tunin'\n  Which cause eyes to zoom in\n  Which put your person into focus\n  No longer Kelvin Mercer but the Posdnuos\n  Plug One yo I found fun\n  In the scribblin' of speak\n  On a naked white sheet\n  Most recognized by my dark-brown self\n  Yo you found some wealth?\n  More in my mind than in my pocket\n  But I's got every Girbaud that ever sagged\n  I met some hoes, met some girls\n  Did a tour that took me all around the world\n  Did a tour that took me all around the world\n\n  I hit the shines but I'm shooin' it now\n  Remember when the floor might have had a spine\n  Well it's all bent over\n  The DayGlo nigga gets the red door mat\n  It's a roller coaster when your shit's burnt toast\n  Now Mr. Club Owner knows your jam\n  When your jam is the jam and there's a tab at the bar\n  My mindstate's great, no thanks I don't drink\n  I sip the bobo, then I kettle it quick\n  I felt the heave in the jeave, tap it in the basement\n  Diggin' my own understanding quick\n  Let me get the single out\n  Think Mr. Radio say the starlight\n  Is the same star bright\n  I'm thinkin' how a nine and a blunt is a switch\n  But turn out the lights and some will go bitch\n  It was one MC after one MC\n  Play the lamp post do the blow wit dynamite\n  Well it's okay and it's alright\n  Cause our birthday cake's external light\n  It'll all get graphic\n  People made of plastic\n  Look at the shine with my 50 Watt eye\n  But when I got the eye patch I hit the latch\n  I fame it to a name from Denver up to Maine\n  And lovin' deluxe, she won't catch me in no tux\n  Nah, man I won't honor the style\n\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n\n  Yo, shorty! Oh my goodness\n  How you doing, my name is Dres, listen-\n  Oh, isn't that Posdnuos? Oh, my God, yo\n  Honey you are-\n  Yo wassup,yo, man\n  Look, what's wrong with me? Honey, heck this out\n  Da da da dun dun\n  Da da da dun dun\n  Da dun dun (Dun dun dun dun)\n  Da da dun da da dun da da dun dun (Da da dun dun)\n\n  Funny funny how time fly\n  When you have some\n\n  Light on the face cause the focus is the fickle\n  'Stead of fusin' I'm a use it to the utilize the trickle\n  Caught a rush, but I played hush\n  While Andres Titus is the grabbin'\n  As a fan will put the hearts to mush\n  Lush Dalea would hear the public beat\n  The same way for Titus when he Blacked the Sheep\n  But as the Knee went Deep, to deeper off the charts\n  The album faded to black, that's when the amnesia starts\n\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n\n  Aren't you Dres from Black Sheep?\n  Oh my god, what are you doing here?\n  Who are you here with?\n  I'm with my man Pos, you know Pos\n  Oh yeah, Positive K yo, I like your music\n\n  (Stickabush, stickabush, stickabush, stickabush)\n\n  Hey boy, I watch that star man, shit's all in\n  Should I shot it or begin\n  I saw bootleggas no shinin'\n  I saw Big 4 go get shinin'\n  A typical flick was the moment\n  When the man said\n  \"Ain't you?\" Yeah I is 'im\n  Hush your mouth fallin' in cog\n  Caught the light being True dog\n  A fist of funk and I pocket that screen\n  In the scene or in between\n  Gimme but a little bit of the starlight\n  I mail my ass to the darkness\n  I dig it, I dug it, I dig it, I dug it\n  I wiz it, I was it, I wiz it, I was it\n  Oh Lord let me switch it off\n  Because ya find some'll do it all\n  For the light\n\n  (Stop Jivin')\n"},{"id":25874557,"name":"En Focus (vocal version)","trackName":"En Focus (vocal version)","artistName":"De La Soul","albumName":"Breakadawn/En Focus [CD Maxi-Single]","duration":197.133333,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Bio-feed-back\n\nYa go \"ichi, ni, san, shi\"\nI can't cook, but being a cook I'm servin' much to eat\nI got multiple stabs of jazzy\nSassafrassy as I caught the fame of soul\nYears after mama had me tell ya gladly\nI plugged for the Tunin'\nWhich cause eyes to zoom in\nWhich put your person into focus\nNo longer Kelvin Mercer but the Posdnuos\nPlug One yo I found fun\nIn the scribblin' of speak\nOn a naked white sheet\nMost recognized by my dark-brown self\nYo you found some wealth?\nMore in my mind than in my pocket\nBut I's got every Girbaud that ever sagged\nI met some hoes, met some girls\nDid a tour that took me all around the world\nDid a tour that took me all around the world\n\nI hit the shines but I'm shooin' it now\nRemember when the floor might have had a spine\nWell it's all bent over\nThe DayGlo nigga gets the red door mat\nIt's a roller coaster when your shit's burnt toast\nNow Mr. Club Owner knows your jam\nWhen your jam is the jam and there's a tab at the bar\nMy mindstate's great, no thanks I don't drink\nI sip the bobo, then I kettle it quick\nI felt the heave in the jeave, tap it in the basement\nDiggin' my own understanding quick\nLet me get the single out\nThink Mr. Radio say the starlight\nIs the same star bright\nI'm thinkin' how a nine and a blunt is a switch\nBut turn out the lights and some will go bitch\nIt was one MC after one MC\nPlay the lamp post do the blow wit dynamite\nWell it's okay and it's alright\nCause our birthday cake's external light\nIt'll all get graphic\nPeople made of plastic\nLook at the shine with my 50 Watt eye\nBut when I got the eye patch I hit the latch\nI fame it to a name from Denver up to Maine\nAnd lovin' deluxe, she won't catch me in no tux\nNah, man I won't honor the style\n\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n\nYo, shorty! Oh my goodness\nHow you doing, my name is Dres, listen-\nOh, isn't that Posdnuos? Oh, my God, yo\nHoney you are-\nYo wassup,yo, man\nLook, what's wrong with me? Honey, heck this out\nDa da da dun dun\nDa da da dun dun\nDa dun dun (Dun dun dun dun)\nDa da dun da da dun da da dun dun (Da da dun dun)\n\nFunny funny how time fly\nWhen you have some\n\nLight on the face cause the focus is the fickle\n'Stead of fusin' I'm a use it to the utilize the trickle\nCaught a rush, but I played hush\nWhile Andres Titus is the grabbin'\nAs a fan will put the hearts to mush\nLush Dalea would hear the public beat\nThe same way for Titus when he Blacked the Sheep\nBut as the Knee went Deep, to deeper off the charts\nThe album faded to black, that's when the amnesia starts\n\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n\nAren't you Dres from Black Sheep?\nOh my god, what are you doing here?\nWho are you here with?\nI'm with my man Pos, you know Pos\nOh yeah, Positive K yo, I like your music\n\n(Stickabush, stickabush, stickabush, stickabush)\n\nHey boy, I watch that star man, shit's all in\nShould I shot it or begin\nI saw bootleggas no shinin'\nI saw Big 4 go get shinin'\nA typical flick was the moment\nWhen the man said\n\"Ain't you?\" Yeah I is 'im\nHush your mouth fallin' in cog\nCaught the light being True dog\nA fist of funk and I pocket that screen\nIn the scene or in between\nGimme but a little bit of the starlight\nI mail my ass to the darkness\nI dig it, I dug it, I dig it, I dug it\nI wiz it, I was it, I wiz it, I was it\nOh Lord let me switch it off\nBecause ya find some'll do it all\nFor the light\n\n(Stop Jivin')","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: En Focus (vocal version)\n  artist: De La Soul\n  album: Breakadawn/En Focus [CD Maxi-Single]\n  duration_ms: 197133\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Bio-feed-back\n\n  Ya go \"ichi, ni, san, shi\"\n  I can't cook, but being a cook I'm servin' much to eat\n  I got multiple stabs of jazzy\n  Sassafrassy as I caught the fame of soul\n  Years after mama had me tell ya gladly\n  I plugged for the Tunin'\n  Which cause eyes to zoom in\n  Which put your person into focus\n  No longer Kelvin Mercer but the Posdnuos\n  Plug One yo I found fun\n  In the scribblin' of speak\n  On a naked white sheet\n  Most recognized by my dark-brown self\n  Yo you found some wealth?\n  More in my mind than in my pocket\n  But I's got every Girbaud that ever sagged\n  I met some hoes, met some girls\n  Did a tour that took me all around the world\n  Did a tour that took me all around the world\n\n  I hit the shines but I'm shooin' it now\n  Remember when the floor might have had a spine\n  Well it's all bent over\n  The DayGlo nigga gets the red door mat\n  It's a roller coaster when your shit's burnt toast\n  Now Mr. Club Owner knows your jam\n  When your jam is the jam and there's a tab at the bar\n  My mindstate's great, no thanks I don't drink\n  I sip the bobo, then I kettle it quick\n  I felt the heave in the jeave, tap it in the basement\n  Diggin' my own understanding quick\n  Let me get the single out\n  Think Mr. Radio say the starlight\n  Is the same star bright\n  I'm thinkin' how a nine and a blunt is a switch\n  But turn out the lights and some will go bitch\n  It was one MC after one MC\n  Play the lamp post do the blow wit dynamite\n  Well it's okay and it's alright\n  Cause our birthday cake's external light\n  It'll all get graphic\n  People made of plastic\n  Look at the shine with my 50 Watt eye\n  But when I got the eye patch I hit the latch\n  I fame it to a name from Denver up to Maine\n  And lovin' deluxe, she won't catch me in no tux\n  Nah, man I won't honor the style\n\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n\n  Yo, shorty! Oh my goodness\n  How you doing, my name is Dres, listen-\n  Oh, isn't that Posdnuos? Oh, my God, yo\n  Honey you are-\n  Yo wassup,yo, man\n  Look, what's wrong with me? Honey, heck this out\n  Da da da dun dun\n  Da da da dun dun\n  Da dun dun (Dun dun dun dun)\n  Da da dun da da dun da da dun dun (Da da dun dun)\n\n  Funny funny how time fly\n  When you have some\n\n  Light on the face cause the focus is the fickle\n  'Stead of fusin' I'm a use it to the utilize the trickle\n  Caught a rush, but I played hush\n  While Andres Titus is the grabbin'\n  As a fan will put the hearts to mush\n  Lush Dalea would hear the public beat\n  The same way for Titus when he Blacked the Sheep\n  But as the Knee went Deep, to deeper off the charts\n  The album faded to black, that's when the amnesia starts\n\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n\n  Aren't you Dres from Black Sheep?\n  Oh my god, what are you doing here?\n  Who are you here with?\n  I'm with my man Pos, you know Pos\n  Oh yeah, Positive K yo, I like your music\n\n  (Stickabush, stickabush, stickabush, stickabush)\n\n  Hey boy, I watch that star man, shit's all in\n  Should I shot it or begin\n  I saw bootleggas no shinin'\n  I saw Big 4 go get shinin'\n  A typical flick was the moment\n  When the man said\n  \"Ain't you?\" Yeah I is 'im\n  Hush your mouth fallin' in cog\n  Caught the light being True dog\n  A fist of funk and I pocket that screen\n  In the scene or in between\n  Gimme but a little bit of the starlight\n  I mail my ass to the darkness\n  I dig it, I dug it, I dig it, I dug it\n  I wiz it, I was it, I wiz it, I was it\n  Oh Lord let me switch it off\n  Because ya find some'll do it all\n  For the light\n\n  (Stop Jivin')\n"},{"id":3081712,"name":"En Focus","trackName":"En Focus","artistName":"De La Soul","albumName":"Buhlo͞one Mind State","duration":196.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Bio-feed-back\n\nYa go \"ichi, ni, san, shi\"\nI can't cook, but being a cook I'm servin' much to eat\nI got multiple stabs of jazzy\nSassafrassy as I caught the fame of soul\nYears after mama had me tell ya gladly\nI plugged for the Tunin'\nWhich cause eyes to zoom in\nWhich put your person into focus\nNo longer Kelvin Mercer but the Posdnuos\nPlug One yo I found fun\nIn the scribblin' of speak\nOn a naked white sheet\nMost recognized by my dark-brown self\nYo you found some wealth?\nMore in my mind than in my pocket\nBut I's got every Girbaud that ever sagged\nI met some hoes, met some girls\nDid a tour that took me all around the world\nDid a tour that took me all around the world\n\nI hit the shines but I'm shooin' it now\nRemember when the floor might have had a spine\nWell it's all bent over\nThe DayGlo nigga gets the red door mat\nIt's a roller coaster when your shit's burnt toast\nNow Mr. Club Owner knows your jam\nWhen your jam is the jam and there's a tab at the bar\nMy mindstate's great, no thanks I don't drink\nI sip the bobo, then I kettle it quick\nI felt the heave in the jeave, tap it in the basement\nDiggin' my own understanding quick\nLet me get the single out\nThink Mr. Radio say the starlight\nIs the same star bright\nI'm thinkin' how a nine and a blunt is a switch\nBut turn out the lights and some will go bitch\nIt was one MC after one MC\nPlay the lamp post do the blow wit dynamite\nWell it's okay and it's alright\nCause our birthday cake's external light\nIt'll all get graphic\nPeople made of plastic\nLook at the shine with my 50 Watt eye\nBut when I got the eye patch I hit the latch\nI fame it to a name from Denver up to Maine\nAnd lovin' deluxe, she won't catch me in no tux\nNah, man I won't honor the style\n\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n\nYo, shorty! Oh my goodness\nHow you doing, my name is Dres, listen-\nOh, isn't that Posdnuos? Oh, my God, yo\nHoney you are-\nYo wassup,yo, man\nLook, what's wrong with me? Honey, heck this out\nDa da da dun dun\nDa da da dun dun\nDa dun dun (Dun dun dun dun)\nDa da dun da da dun da da dun dun (Da da dun dun)\n\nFunny funny how time fly\nWhen you have some\n\nLight on the face cause the focus is the fickle\n'Stead of fusin' I'm a use it to the utilize the trickle\nCaught a rush, but I played hush\nWhile Andres Titus is the grabbin'\nAs a fan will put the hearts to mush\nLush Dalea would hear the public beat\nThe same way for Titus when he Blacked the Sheep\nBut as the Knee went Deep, to deeper off the charts\nThe album faded to black, that's when the amnesia starts\n\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n\nAren't you Dres from Black Sheep?\nOh my god, what are you doing here?\nWho are you here with?\nI'm with my man Pos, you know Pos\nOh yeah, Positive K yo, I like your music\n\n(Stickabush, stickabush, stickabush, stickabush)\n\nHey boy, I watch that star man, shit's all in\nShould I shot it or begin\nI saw bootleggas no shinin'\nI saw Big 4 go get shinin'\nA typical flick was the moment\nWhen the man said\n\"Ain't you?\" Yeah I is 'im\nHush your mouth fallin' in cog\nCaught the light being True dog\nA fist of funk and I pocket that screen\nIn the scene or in between\nGimme but a little bit of the starlight\nI mail my ass to the darkness\nI dig it, I dug it, I dig it, I dug it\nI wiz it, I was it, I wiz it, I was it\nOh Lord let me switch it off\nBecause ya find some'll do it all\nFor the light\n\n(Stop Jivin')","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: En Focus\n  artist: De La Soul\n  album: Buhlo͞one Mind State\n  duration_ms: 196000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Bio-feed-back\n\n  Ya go \"ichi, ni, san, shi\"\n  I can't cook, but being a cook I'm servin' much to eat\n  I got multiple stabs of jazzy\n  Sassafrassy as I caught the fame of soul\n  Years after mama had me tell ya gladly\n  I plugged for the Tunin'\n  Which cause eyes to zoom in\n  Which put your person into focus\n  No longer Kelvin Mercer but the Posdnuos\n  Plug One yo I found fun\n  In the scribblin' of speak\n  On a naked white sheet\n  Most recognized by my dark-brown self\n  Yo you found some wealth?\n  More in my mind than in my pocket\n  But I's got every Girbaud that ever sagged\n  I met some hoes, met some girls\n  Did a tour that took me all around the world\n  Did a tour that took me all around the world\n\n  I hit the shines but I'm shooin' it now\n  Remember when the floor might have had a spine\n  Well it's all bent over\n  The DayGlo nigga gets the red door mat\n  It's a roller coaster when your shit's burnt toast\n  Now Mr. Club Owner knows your jam\n  When your jam is the jam and there's a tab at the bar\n  My mindstate's great, no thanks I don't drink\n  I sip the bobo, then I kettle it quick\n  I felt the heave in the jeave, tap it in the basement\n  Diggin' my own understanding quick\n  Let me get the single out\n  Think Mr. Radio say the starlight\n  Is the same star bright\n  I'm thinkin' how a nine and a blunt is a switch\n  But turn out the lights and some will go bitch\n  It was one MC after one MC\n  Play the lamp post do the blow wit dynamite\n  Well it's okay and it's alright\n  Cause our birthday cake's external light\n  It'll all get graphic\n  People made of plastic\n  Look at the shine with my 50 Watt eye\n  But when I got the eye patch I hit the latch\n  I fame it to a name from Denver up to Maine\n  And lovin' deluxe, she won't catch me in no tux\n  Nah, man I won't honor the style\n\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n\n  Yo, shorty! Oh my goodness\n  How you doing, my name is Dres, listen-\n  Oh, isn't that Posdnuos? Oh, my God, yo\n  Honey you are-\n  Yo wassup,yo, man\n  Look, what's wrong with me? Honey, heck this out\n  Da da da dun dun\n  Da da da dun dun\n  Da dun dun (Dun dun dun dun)\n  Da da dun da da dun da da dun dun (Da da dun dun)\n\n  Funny funny how time fly\n  When you have some\n\n  Light on the face cause the focus is the fickle\n  'Stead of fusin' I'm a use it to the utilize the trickle\n  Caught a rush, but I played hush\n  While Andres Titus is the grabbin'\n  As a fan will put the hearts to mush\n  Lush Dalea would hear the public beat\n  The same way for Titus when he Blacked the Sheep\n  But as the Knee went Deep, to deeper off the charts\n  The album faded to black, that's when the amnesia starts\n\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n\n  Aren't you Dres from Black Sheep?\n  Oh my god, what are you doing here?\n  Who are you here with?\n  I'm with my man Pos, you know Pos\n  Oh yeah, Positive K yo, I like your music\n\n  (Stickabush, stickabush, stickabush, stickabush)\n\n  Hey boy, I watch that star man, shit's all in\n  Should I shot it or begin\n  I saw bootleggas no shinin'\n  I saw Big 4 go get shinin'\n  A typical flick was the moment\n  When the man said\n  \"Ain't you?\" Yeah I is 'im\n  Hush your mouth fallin' in cog\n  Caught the light being True dog\n  A fist of funk and I pocket that screen\n  In the scene or in between\n  Gimme but a little bit of the starlight\n  I mail my ass to the darkness\n  I dig it, I dug it, I dig it, I dug it\n  I wiz it, I was it, I wiz it, I was it\n  Oh Lord let me switch it off\n  Because ya find some'll do it all\n  For the light\n\n  (Stop Jivin')\n"},{"id":1591949,"name":"En Focus","trackName":"En Focus","artistName":"De La Soul","albumName":"Timeless: The Singles Collection","duration":196.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Bio-feed-back\n\nYa go \"ichi, ni, san, shi\"\nI can't cook, but being a cook I'm servin' much to eat\nI got multiple stabs of jazzy\nSassafrassy as I caught the fame of soul\nYears after mama had me tell ya gladly\nI plugged for the Tunin'\nWhich cause eyes to zoom in\nWhich put your person into focus\nNo longer Kelvin Mercer but the Posdnuos\nPlug One yo I found fun\nIn the scribblin' of speak\nOn a naked white sheet\nMost recognized by my dark-brown self\nYo you found some wealth?\nMore in my mind than in my pocket\nBut I's got every Girbaud that ever sagged\nI met some hoes, met some girls\nDid a tour that took me all around the world\nDid a tour that took me all around the world\n\nI hit the shines but I'm shooin' it now\nRemember when the floor might have had a spine\nWell it's all bent over\nThe DayGlo nigga gets the red door mat\nIt's a roller coaster when your shit's burnt toast\nNow Mr. Club Owner knows your jam\nWhen your jam is the jam and there's a tab at the bar\nMy mindstate's great, no thanks I don't drink\nI sip the bobo, then I kettle it quick\nI felt the heave in the jeave, tap it in the basement\nDiggin' my own understanding quick\nLet me get the single out\nThink Mr. Radio say the starlight\nIs the same star bright\nI'm thinkin' how a nine and a blunt is a switch\nBut turn out the lights and some will go bitch\nIt was one MC after one MC\nPlay the lamp post do the blow wit dynamite\nWell it's okay and it's alright\nCause our birthday cake's external light\nIt'll all get graphic\nPeople made of plastic\nLook at the shine with my 50 Watt eye\nBut when I got the eye patch I hit the latch\nI fame it to a name from Denver up to Maine\nAnd lovin' deluxe, she won't catch me in no tux\nNah, man I won't honor the style\n\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n\nYo, shorty! Oh my goodness\nHow you doing, my name is Dres, listen-\nOh, isn't that Posdnuos? Oh, my God, yo\nHoney you are-\nYo wassup,yo, man\nLook, what's wrong with me? Honey, heck this out\nDa da da dun dun\nDa da da dun dun\nDa dun dun (Dun dun dun dun)\nDa da dun da da dun da da dun dun (Da da dun dun)\n\nFunny funny how time fly\nWhen you have some\n\nLight on the face cause the focus is the fickle\n'Stead of fusin' I'm a use it to the utilize the trickle\nCaught a rush, but I played hush\nWhile Andres Titus is the grabbin'\nAs a fan will put the hearts to mush\nLush Dalea would hear the public beat\nThe same way for Titus when he Blacked the Sheep\nBut as the Knee went Deep, to deeper off the charts\nThe album faded to black, that's when the amnesia starts\n\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n\nAren't you Dres from Black Sheep?\nOh my god, what are you doing here?\nWho are you here with?\nI'm with my man Pos, you know Pos\nOh yeah, Positive K yo, I like your music\n\n(Stickabush, stickabush, stickabush, stickabush)\n\nHey boy, I watch that star man, shit's all in\nShould I shot it or begin\nI saw bootleggas no shinin'\nI saw Big 4 go get shinin'\nA typical flick was the moment\nWhen the man said\n\"Ain't you?\" Yeah I is 'im\nHush your mouth fallin' in cog\nCaught the light being True dog\nA fist of funk and I pocket that screen\nIn the scene or in between\nGimme but a little bit of the starlight\nI mail my ass to the darkness\nI dig it, I dug it, I dig it, I dug it\nI wiz it, I was it, I wiz it, I was it\nOh Lord let me switch it off\nBecause ya find some'll do it all\nFor the light\n\n(Stop Jivin')","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: En Focus\n  artist: De La Soul\n  album: 'Timeless: The Singles Collection'\n  duration_ms: 196000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Bio-feed-back\n\n  Ya go \"ichi, ni, san, shi\"\n  I can't cook, but being a cook I'm servin' much to eat\n  I got multiple stabs of jazzy\n  Sassafrassy as I caught the fame of soul\n  Years after mama had me tell ya gladly\n  I plugged for the Tunin'\n  Which cause eyes to zoom in\n  Which put your person into focus\n  No longer Kelvin Mercer but the Posdnuos\n  Plug One yo I found fun\n  In the scribblin' of speak\n  On a naked white sheet\n  Most recognized by my dark-brown self\n  Yo you found some wealth?\n  More in my mind than in my pocket\n  But I's got every Girbaud that ever sagged\n  I met some hoes, met some girls\n  Did a tour that took me all around the world\n  Did a tour that took me all around the world\n\n  I hit the shines but I'm shooin' it now\n  Remember when the floor might have had a spine\n  Well it's all bent over\n  The DayGlo nigga gets the red door mat\n  It's a roller coaster when your shit's burnt toast\n  Now Mr. Club Owner knows your jam\n  When your jam is the jam and there's a tab at the bar\n  My mindstate's great, no thanks I don't drink\n  I sip the bobo, then I kettle it quick\n  I felt the heave in the jeave, tap it in the basement\n  Diggin' my own understanding quick\n  Let me get the single out\n  Think Mr. Radio say the starlight\n  Is the same star bright\n  I'm thinkin' how a nine and a blunt is a switch\n  But turn out the lights and some will go bitch\n  It was one MC after one MC\n  Play the lamp post do the blow wit dynamite\n  Well it's okay and it's alright\n  Cause our birthday cake's external light\n  It'll all get graphic\n  People made of plastic\n  Look at the shine with my 50 Watt eye\n  But when I got the eye patch I hit the latch\n  I fame it to a name from Denver up to Maine\n  And lovin' deluxe, she won't catch me in no tux\n  Nah, man I won't honor the style\n\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n\n  Yo, shorty! Oh my goodness\n  How you doing, my name is Dres, listen-\n  Oh, isn't that Posdnuos? Oh, my God, yo\n  Honey you are-\n  Yo wassup,yo, man\n  Look, what's wrong with me? Honey, heck this out\n  Da da da dun dun\n  Da da da dun dun\n  Da dun dun (Dun dun dun dun)\n  Da da dun da da dun da da dun dun (Da da dun dun)\n\n  Funny funny how time fly\n  When you have some\n\n  Light on the face cause the focus is the fickle\n  'Stead of fusin' I'm a use it to the utilize the trickle\n  Caught a rush, but I played hush\n  While Andres Titus is the grabbin'\n  As a fan will put the hearts to mush\n  Lush Dalea would hear the public beat\n  The same way for Titus when he Blacked the Sheep\n  But as the Knee went Deep, to deeper off the charts\n  The album faded to black, that's when the amnesia starts\n\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n\n  Aren't you Dres from Black Sheep?\n  Oh my god, what are you doing here?\n  Who are you here with?\n  I'm with my man Pos, you know Pos\n  Oh yeah, Positive K yo, I like your music\n\n  (Stickabush, stickabush, stickabush, stickabush)\n\n  Hey boy, I watch that star man, shit's all in\n  Should I shot it or begin\n  I saw bootleggas no shinin'\n  I saw Big 4 go get shinin'\n  A typical flick was the moment\n  When the man said\n  \"Ain't you?\" Yeah I is 'im\n  Hush your mouth fallin' in cog\n  Caught the light being True dog\n  A fist of funk and I pocket that screen\n  In the scene or in between\n  Gimme but a little bit of the starlight\n  I mail my ass to the darkness\n  I dig it, I dug it, I dig it, I dug it\n  I wiz it, I was it, I wiz it, I was it\n  Oh Lord let me switch it off\n  Because ya find some'll do it all\n  For the light\n\n  (Stop Jivin')\n"},{"id":9126267,"name":"En Focus","trackName":"En Focus","artistName":"De La Soul","albumName":"Buhloone Mindstate","duration":196.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Bio-feed-back\n\nYa go \"ichi, ni, san, shi\"\nI can't cook, but being a cook I'm servin' much to eat\nI got multiple stabs of jazzy\nSassafrassy as I caught the fame of soul\nYears after mama had me tell ya gladly\nI plugged for the Tunin'\nWhich cause eyes to zoom in\nWhich put your person into focus\nNo longer Kelvin Mercer but the Posdnuos\nPlug One yo I found fun\nIn the scribblin' of speak\nOn a naked white sheet\nMost recognized by my dark-brown self\nYo you found some wealth?\nMore in my mind than in my pocket\nBut I's got every Girbaud that ever sagged\nI met some hoes, met some girls\nDid a tour that took me all around the world\nDid a tour that took me all around the world\n\nI hit the shines but I'm shooin' it now\nRemember when the floor might have had a spine\nWell it's all bent over\nThe DayGlo nigga gets the red door mat\nIt's a roller coaster when your shit's burnt toast\nNow Mr. Club Owner knows your jam\nWhen your jam is the jam and there's a tab at the bar\nMy mindstate's great, no thanks I don't drink\nI sip the bobo, then I kettle it quick\nI felt the heave in the jeave, tap it in the basement\nDiggin' my own understanding quick\nLet me get the single out\nThink Mr. Radio say the starlight\nIs the same star bright\nI'm thinkin' how a nine and a blunt is a switch\nBut turn out the lights and some will go bitch\nIt was one MC after one MC\nPlay the lamp post do the blow wit dynamite\nWell it's okay and it's alright\nCause our birthday cake's external light\nIt'll all get graphic\nPeople made of plastic\nLook at the shine with my 50 Watt eye\nBut when I got the eye patch I hit the latch\nI fame it to a name from Denver up to Maine\nAnd lovin' deluxe, she won't catch me in no tux\nNah, man I won't honor the style\n\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n\nYo, shorty! Oh my goodness\nHow you doing, my name is Dres, listen-\nOh, isn't that Posdnuos? Oh, my God, yo\nHoney you are-\nYo wassup,yo, man\nLook, what's wrong with me? Honey, heck this out\nDa da da dun dun\nDa da da dun dun\nDa dun dun (Dun dun dun dun)\nDa da dun da da dun da da dun dun (Da da dun dun)\n\nFunny funny how time fly\nWhen you have some\n\nLight on the face cause the focus is the fickle\n'Stead of fusin' I'm a use it to the utilize the trickle\nCaught a rush, but I played hush\nWhile Andres Titus is the grabbin'\nAs a fan will put the hearts to mush\nLush Dalea would hear the public beat\nThe same way for Titus when he Blacked the Sheep\nBut as the Knee went Deep, to deeper off the charts\nThe album faded to black, that's when the amnesia starts\n\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n\nAren't you Dres from Black Sheep?\nOh my god, what are you doing here?\nWho are you here with?\nI'm with my man Pos, you know Pos\nOh yeah, Positive K yo, I like your music\n\n(Stickabush, stickabush, stickabush, stickabush)\n\nHey boy, I watch that star man, shit's all in\nShould I shot it or begin\nI saw bootleggas no shinin'\nI saw Big 4 go get shinin'\nA typical flick was the moment\nWhen the man said\n\"Ain't you?\" Yeah I is 'im\nHush your mouth fallin' in cog\nCaught the light being True dog\nA fist of funk and I pocket that screen\nIn the scene or in between\nGimme but a little bit of the starlight\nI mail my ass to the darkness\nI dig it, I dug it, I dig it, I dug it\nI wiz it, I was it, I wiz it, I was it\nOh Lord let me switch it off\nBecause ya find some'll do it all\nFor the light\n\n(Stop Jivin')","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: En Focus\n  artist: De La Soul\n  album: Buhloone Mindstate\n  duration_ms: 196000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Bio-feed-back\n\n  Ya go \"ichi, ni, san, shi\"\n  I can't cook, but being a cook I'm servin' much to eat\n  I got multiple stabs of jazzy\n  Sassafrassy as I caught the fame of soul\n  Years after mama had me tell ya gladly\n  I plugged for the Tunin'\n  Which cause eyes to zoom in\n  Which put your person into focus\n  No longer Kelvin Mercer but the Posdnuos\n  Plug One yo I found fun\n  In the scribblin' of speak\n  On a naked white sheet\n  Most recognized by my dark-brown self\n  Yo you found some wealth?\n  More in my mind than in my pocket\n  But I's got every Girbaud that ever sagged\n  I met some hoes, met some girls\n  Did a tour that took me all around the world\n  Did a tour that took me all around the world\n\n  I hit the shines but I'm shooin' it now\n  Remember when the floor might have had a spine\n  Well it's all bent over\n  The DayGlo nigga gets the red door mat\n  It's a roller coaster when your shit's burnt toast\n  Now Mr. Club Owner knows your jam\n  When your jam is the jam and there's a tab at the bar\n  My mindstate's great, no thanks I don't drink\n  I sip the bobo, then I kettle it quick\n  I felt the heave in the jeave, tap it in the basement\n  Diggin' my own understanding quick\n  Let me get the single out\n  Think Mr. Radio say the starlight\n  Is the same star bright\n  I'm thinkin' how a nine and a blunt is a switch\n  But turn out the lights and some will go bitch\n  It was one MC after one MC\n  Play the lamp post do the blow wit dynamite\n  Well it's okay and it's alright\n  Cause our birthday cake's external light\n  It'll all get graphic\n  People made of plastic\n  Look at the shine with my 50 Watt eye\n  But when I got the eye patch I hit the latch\n  I fame it to a name from Denver up to Maine\n  And lovin' deluxe, she won't catch me in no tux\n  Nah, man I won't honor the style\n\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n\n  Yo, shorty! Oh my goodness\n  How you doing, my name is Dres, listen-\n  Oh, isn't that Posdnuos? Oh, my God, yo\n  Honey you are-\n  Yo wassup,yo, man\n  Look, what's wrong with me? Honey, heck this out\n  Da da da dun dun\n  Da da da dun dun\n  Da dun dun (Dun dun dun dun)\n  Da da dun da da dun da da dun dun (Da da dun dun)\n\n  Funny funny how time fly\n  When you have some\n\n  Light on the face cause the focus is the fickle\n  'Stead of fusin' I'm a use it to the utilize the trickle\n  Caught a rush, but I played hush\n  While Andres Titus is the grabbin'\n  As a fan will put the hearts to mush\n  Lush Dalea would hear the public beat\n  The same way for Titus when he Blacked the Sheep\n  But as the Knee went Deep, to deeper off the charts\n  The album faded to black, that's when the amnesia starts\n\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n\n  Aren't you Dres from Black Sheep?\n  Oh my god, what are you doing here?\n  Who are you here with?\n  I'm with my man Pos, you know Pos\n  Oh yeah, Positive K yo, I like your music\n\n  (Stickabush, stickabush, stickabush, stickabush)\n\n  Hey boy, I watch that star man, shit's all in\n  Should I shot it or begin\n  I saw bootleggas no shinin'\n  I saw Big 4 go get shinin'\n  A typical flick was the moment\n  When the man said\n  \"Ain't you?\" Yeah I is 'im\n  Hush your mouth fallin' in cog\n  Caught the light being True dog\n  A fist of funk and I pocket that screen\n  In the scene or in between\n  Gimme but a little bit of the starlight\n  I mail my ass to the darkness\n  I dig it, I dug it, I dig it, I dug it\n  I wiz it, I was it, I wiz it, I was it\n  Oh Lord let me switch it off\n  Because ya find some'll do it all\n  For the light\n\n  (Stop Jivin')\n"},{"id":33008422,"name":"En Focus","trackName":"En Focus","artistName":"De La Soul","albumName":"Original Album Series","duration":195.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Bio-feed-back\n\nYa go \"ichi, ni, san, shi\"\nI can't cook, but being a cook I'm servin' much to eat\nI got multiple stabs of jazzy\nSassafrassy as I caught the fame of soul\nYears after mama had me tell ya gladly\nI plugged for the Tunin'\nWhich cause eyes to zoom in\nWhich put your person into focus\nNo longer Kelvin Mercer but the Posdnuos\nPlug One yo I found fun\nIn the scribblin' of speak\nOn a naked white sheet\nMost recognized by my dark-brown self\nYo you found some wealth?\nMore in my mind than in my pocket\nBut I's got every Girbaud that ever sagged\nI met some hoes, met some girls\nDid a tour that took me all around the world\nDid a tour that took me all around the world\n\nI hit the shines but I'm shooin' it now\nRemember when the floor might have had a spine\nWell it's all bent over\nThe DayGlo nigga gets the red door mat\nIt's a roller coaster when your shit's burnt toast\nNow Mr. Club Owner knows your jam\nWhen your jam is the jam and there's a tab at the bar\nMy mindstate's great, no thanks I don't drink\nI sip the bobo, then I kettle it quick\nI felt the heave in the jeave, tap it in the basement\nDiggin' my own understanding quick\nLet me get the single out\nThink Mr. Radio say the starlight\nIs the same star bright\nI'm thinkin' how a nine and a blunt is a switch\nBut turn out the lights and some will go bitch\nIt was one MC after one MC\nPlay the lamp post do the blow wit dynamite\nWell it's okay and it's alright\nCause our birthday cake's external light\nIt'll all get graphic\nPeople made of plastic\nLook at the shine with my 50 Watt eye\nBut when I got the eye patch I hit the latch\nI fame it to a name from Denver up to Maine\nAnd lovin' deluxe, she won't catch me in no tux\nNah, man I won't honor the style\n\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n\nYo, shorty! Oh my goodness\nHow you doing, my name is Dres, listen-\nOh, isn't that Posdnuos? Oh, my God, yo\nHoney you are-\nYo wassup,yo, man\nLook, what's wrong with me? Honey, heck this out\nDa da da dun dun\nDa da da dun dun\nDa dun dun (Dun dun dun dun)\nDa da dun da da dun da da dun dun (Da da dun dun)\n\nFunny funny how time fly\nWhen you have some\n\nLight on the face cause the focus is the fickle\n'Stead of fusin' I'm a use it to the utilize the trickle\nCaught a rush, but I played hush\nWhile Andres Titus is the grabbin'\nAs a fan will put the hearts to mush\nLush Dalea would hear the public beat\nThe same way for Titus when he Blacked the Sheep\nBut as the Knee went Deep, to deeper off the charts\nThe album faded to black, that's when the amnesia starts\n\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n\nAren't you Dres from Black Sheep?\nOh my god, what are you doing here?\nWho are you here with?\nI'm with my man Pos, you know Pos\nOh yeah, Positive K yo, I like your music\n\n(Stickabush, stickabush, stickabush, stickabush)\n\nHey boy, I watch that star man, shit's all in\nShould I shot it or begin\nI saw bootleggas no shinin'\nI saw Big 4 go get shinin'\nA typical flick was the moment\nWhen the man said\n\"Ain't you?\" Yeah I is 'im\nHush your mouth fallin' in cog\nCaught the light being True dog\nA fist of funk and I pocket that screen\nIn the scene or in between\nGimme but a little bit of the starlight\nI mail my ass to the darkness\nI dig it, I dug it, I dig it, I dug it\nI wiz it, I was it, I wiz it, I was it\nOh Lord let me switch it off\nBecause ya find some'll do it all\nFor the light\n\n(Stop Jivin')","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.62] Bio-feed-back\n[00:04.84] Ya go \"ichi, ni, san, shi\"\n[00:07.17] I can't cook, but being a cook I'm servin' much to eat\n[00:09.86] I got multiple stabs of jazzy\n[00:11.86] Sassafrassy as I caught the fame of soul\n[00:13.60] Years after mama had me tell ya gladly\n[00:15.77] I plugged for the Tunin'\n[00:16.81] Which cause eyes to zoom in\n[00:18.59] Which put your person into focus\n[00:20.16] No longer Kelvin Mercer but the Posdnuos\n[00:22.38] Plug One yo I found fun\n[00:24.18] In the scribblin' of speak\n[00:25.32] On a naked white sheet\n[00:26.92] Most recognized by my dark-brown self\n[00:29.07] Yo you found some wealth?\n[00:30.47] More in my mind than in my pocket\n[00:31.84] But I's got every Girbaud that ever sagged\n[00:34.46] I met some hoes, met some girls\n[00:36.91] Did a tour that took me all around the world\n[00:39.36] Did a tour that took me all around the world\n[00:42.28] I hit the shines but I'm shooin' it now\n[00:44.16] Remember when the floor might have had a spine\n[00:46.16] Well it's all bent over\n[00:47.54] The DayGlo nigga gets the red door mat\n[00:49.94] It's a roller coaster when your shit's burnt toast\n[00:52.51] Now Mr. Club Owner knows your jam\n[00:54.49] When your jam is the jam and there's a tab at the bar\n[00:57.45] My mindstate's great, no thanks I don't drink\n[00:59.69] I sip the bobo, then I kettle it quick\n[01:02.13] I felt the heave in the jeave, tap it in the basement\n[01:05.28] Diggin' my own understanding quick\n[01:07.51] Let me get the single out\n[01:08.86] Think Mr. Radio say the starlight\n[01:11.15] Is the same star bright\n[01:12.47] I'm thinkin' how a nine and a blunt is a switch\n[01:14.82] But turn out the lights and some will go bitch\n[01:17.35] It was one MC after one MC\n[01:19.83] Play the lamp post do the blow wit dynamite\n[01:22.53] Well it's okay and it's alright\n[01:24.84] Cause our birthday cake's external light\n[01:27.30] It'll all get graphic\n[01:28.71] People made of plastic\n[01:30.11] Look at the shine with my 50 Watt eye\n[01:32.52] But when I got the eye patch I hit the latch\n[01:35.03] I fame it to a name from Denver up to Maine\n[01:37.59] And lovin' deluxe, she won't catch me in no tux\n[01:40.48] Nah, man I won't honor the style\n[01:42.58] (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n[01:42.95] (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n[01:44.81] (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n[01:46.03] Yo, shorty! Oh my goodness\n[01:47.25] How you doing, my name is Dres, listen-\n[01:48.57] Oh, isn't that Posdnuos? Oh, my God, yo\n[01:49.80] Honey you are-\n[01:51.08] Yo wassup,yo, man\n[01:52.01] Look, what's wrong with me? Honey, heck this out\n[01:52.20] Da da da dun dun\n[01:53.76] Da da da dun dun\n[01:54.45] Da dun dun (Dun dun dun dun)\n[01:55.79] Da da dun da da dun da da dun dun (Da da dun dun)\n[01:59.79] Funny funny how time fly\n[02:02.73] When you have some\n[02:05.20] Light on the face cause the focus is the fickle\n[02:07.36] 'Stead of fusin' I'm a use it to the utilize the trickle\n[02:09.90] Caught a rush, but I played hush\n[02:11.88] While Andres Titus is the grabbin'\n[02:13.49] As a fan will put the hearts to mush\n[02:15.44] Lush Dalea would hear the public beat\n[02:17.50] The same way for Titus when he Blacked the Sheep\n[02:19.71] But as the Knee went Deep, to deeper off the charts\n[02:22.19] The album faded to black, that's when the amnesia starts\n[02:27.92] (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n[02:28.92] (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n[02:29.60] Aren't you Dres from Black Sheep?\n[02:30.23] Oh my god, what are you doing here?\n[02:30.96] Who are you here 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Oh my goodness\n[01:47.25] How you doing, my name is Dres, listen-\n[01:48.57] Oh, isn't that Posdnuos? Oh, my God, yo\n[01:49.80] Honey you are-\n[01:51.08] Yo wassup,yo, man\n[01:52.01] Look, what's wrong with me? Honey, heck this out\n[01:52.20] Da da da dun dun\n[01:53.76] Da da da dun dun\n[01:54.45] Da dun dun (Dun dun dun dun)\n[01:55.79] Da da dun da da dun da da dun dun (Da da dun dun)\n[01:59.79] Funny funny how time fly\n[02:02.73] When you have some\n[02:05.20] Light on the face cause the focus is the fickle\n[02:07.36] 'Stead of fusin' I'm a use it to the utilize the trickle\n[02:09.90] Caught a rush, but I played hush\n[02:11.88] While Andres Titus is the grabbin'\n[02:13.49] As a fan will put the hearts to mush\n[02:15.44] Lush Dalea would hear the public beat\n[02:17.50] The same way for Titus when he Blacked the Sheep\n[02:19.71] But as the Knee went Deep, to deeper off the charts\n[02:22.19] The album faded to black, that's when the amnesia starts\n[02:27.92] (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n[02:28.92] (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n[02:29.60] Aren't you Dres from Black Sheep?\n[02:30.23] Oh my god, what are you doing here?\n[02:30.96] Who are you here 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Oh my goodness\nHow you doing, my name is Dres, listen-\nOh, isn't that Posdnuos? Oh, my God, yo\nHoney you are-\nYo wassup,yo, man\nLook, what's wrong with me? Honey, heck this out\nDa da da dun dun\nDa da da dun dun\nDa dun dun (Dun dun dun dun)\nDa da dun da da dun da da dun dun (Da da dun dun)\n\nFunny funny how time fly\nWhen you have some\n\nLight on the face cause the focus is the fickle\n'Stead of fusin' I'm a use it to the utilize the trickle\nCaught a rush, but I played hush\nWhile Andres Titus is the grabbin'\nAs a fan will put the hearts to mush\nLush Dalea would hear the public beat\nThe same way for Titus when he Blacked the Sheep\nBut as the Knee went Deep, to deeper off the charts\nThe album faded to black, that's when the amnesia starts\n\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n\nAren't you Dres from Black Sheep?\nOh my god, what are you doing here?\nWho are you here with?\nI'm with my man Pos, you know Pos\nOh yeah, Positive K yo, I like your music\n\n(Stickabush, stickabush, stickabush, stickabush)\n\nHey boy, I watch that star man, shit's all in\nShould I shot it or begin\nI saw bootleggas no shinin'\nI saw Big 4 go get shinin'\nA typical flick was the moment\nWhen the man said\n\"Ain't you?\" Yeah I is 'im\nHush your mouth fallin' in cog\nCaught the light being True dog\nA fist of funk and I pocket that screen\nIn the scene or in between\nGimme but a little bit of the starlight\nI mail my ass to the darkness\nI dig it, I dug it, I dig it, I dug it\nI wiz it, I was it, I wiz it, I was it\nOh Lord let me switch it off\nBecause ya find some'll do it all\nFor the light\n\n(Stop Jivin')","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: En Focus\n  artist: De La Soul\n  album: Timeless Australian Release 2003\n  duration_ms: 197251\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Bio-feed-back\n\n  Ya go \"ichi, ni, san, shi\"\n  I can't cook, but being a cook I'm servin' much to eat\n  I got multiple stabs of jazzy\n  Sassafrassy as I caught the fame of soul\n  Years after mama had me tell ya gladly\n  I plugged for the Tunin'\n  Which cause eyes to zoom in\n  Which put your person into focus\n  No longer Kelvin Mercer but the Posdnuos\n  Plug One yo I found fun\n  In the scribblin' of speak\n  On a naked white sheet\n  Most recognized by my dark-brown self\n  Yo you found some wealth?\n  More in my mind than in my pocket\n  But I's got every Girbaud that ever sagged\n  I met some hoes, met some girls\n  Did a tour that took me all around the world\n  Did a tour that took me all around the world\n\n  I hit the shines but I'm shooin' it now\n  Remember when the floor might have had a spine\n  Well it's all bent over\n  The DayGlo nigga gets the red door mat\n  It's a roller coaster when your shit's burnt toast\n  Now Mr. Club Owner knows your jam\n  When your jam is the jam and there's a tab at the bar\n  My mindstate's great, no thanks I don't drink\n  I sip the bobo, then I kettle it quick\n  I felt the heave in the jeave, tap it in the basement\n  Diggin' my own understanding quick\n  Let me get the single out\n  Think Mr. Radio say the starlight\n  Is the same star bright\n  I'm thinkin' how a nine and a blunt is a switch\n  But turn out the lights and some will go bitch\n  It was one MC after one MC\n  Play the lamp post do the blow wit dynamite\n  Well it's okay and it's alright\n  Cause our birthday cake's external light\n  It'll all get graphic\n  People made of plastic\n  Look at the shine with my 50 Watt eye\n  But when I got the eye patch I hit the latch\n  I fame it to a name from Denver up to Maine\n  And lovin' deluxe, she won't catch me in no tux\n  Nah, man I won't honor the style\n\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n\n  Yo, shorty! Oh my goodness\n  How you doing, my name is Dres, listen-\n  Oh, isn't that Posdnuos? Oh, my God, yo\n  Honey you are-\n  Yo wassup,yo, man\n  Look, what's wrong with me? Honey, heck this out\n  Da da da dun dun\n  Da da da dun dun\n  Da dun dun (Dun dun dun dun)\n  Da da dun da da dun da da dun dun (Da da dun dun)\n\n  Funny funny how time fly\n  When you have some\n\n  Light on the face cause the focus is the fickle\n  'Stead of fusin' I'm a use it to the utilize the trickle\n  Caught a rush, but I played hush\n  While Andres Titus is the grabbin'\n  As a fan will put the hearts to mush\n  Lush Dalea would hear the public beat\n  The same way for Titus when he Blacked the Sheep\n  But as the Knee went Deep, to deeper off the charts\n  The album faded to black, that's when the amnesia starts\n\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n\n  Aren't you Dres from Black Sheep?\n  Oh my god, what are you doing here?\n  Who are you here with?\n  I'm with my man Pos, you know Pos\n  Oh yeah, Positive K yo, I like your music\n\n  (Stickabush, stickabush, stickabush, stickabush)\n\n  Hey boy, I watch that star man, shit's all in\n  Should I shot it or begin\n  I saw bootleggas no shinin'\n  I saw Big 4 go get shinin'\n  A typical flick was the moment\n  When the man said\n  \"Ain't you?\" Yeah I is 'im\n  Hush your mouth fallin' in cog\n  Caught the light being True dog\n  A fist of funk and I pocket that screen\n  In the scene or in between\n  Gimme but a little bit of the starlight\n  I mail my ass to the darkness\n  I dig it, I dug it, I dig it, I dug it\n  I wiz it, I was it, I wiz it, I was it\n  Oh Lord let me switch it off\n  Because ya find some'll do it all\n  For the light\n\n  (Stop Jivin')\n"},{"id":21007407,"name":"En Focus","trackName":"En Focus","artistName":"De La Soul","albumName":"Buhlo͞one Mind State","duration":499.33925,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Bio-feed-back\n\nYa go \"ichi, ni, san, shi\"\nI can't cook, but being a cook I'm servin' much to eat\nI got multiple stabs of jazzy\nSassafrassy as I caught the fame of soul\nYears after mama had me tell ya gladly\nI plugged for the Tunin'\nWhich cause eyes to zoom in\nWhich put your person into focus\nNo longer Kelvin Mercer but the Posdnuos\nPlug One yo I found fun\nIn the scribblin' of speak\nOn a naked white sheet\nMost recognized by my dark-brown self\nYo you found some wealth?\nMore in my mind than in my pocket\nBut I's got every Girbaud that ever sagged\nI met some hoes, met some girls\nDid a tour that took me all around the world\nDid a tour that took me all around the world\n\nI hit the shines but I'm shooin' it now\nRemember when the floor might have had a spine\nWell it's all bent over\nThe DayGlo nigga gets the red door mat\nIt's a roller coaster when your shit's burnt toast\nNow Mr. Club Owner knows your jam\nWhen your jam is the jam and there's a tab at the bar\nMy mindstate's great, no thanks I don't drink\nI sip the bobo, then I kettle it quick\nI felt the heave in the jeave, tap it in the basement\nDiggin' my own understanding quick\nLet me get the single out\nThink Mr. Radio say the starlight\nIs the same star bright\nI'm thinkin' how a nine and a blunt is a switch\nBut turn out the lights and some will go bitch\nIt was one MC after one MC\nPlay the lamp post do the blow wit dynamite\nWell it's okay and it's alright\nCause our birthday cake's external light\nIt'll all get graphic\nPeople made of plastic\nLook at the shine with my 50 Watt eye\nBut when I got the eye patch I hit the latch\nI fame it to a name from Denver up to Maine\nAnd lovin' deluxe, she won't catch me in no tux\nNah, man I won't honor the style\n\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n\nYo, shorty! Oh my goodness\nHow you doing, my name is Dres, listen-\nOh, isn't that Posdnuos? Oh, my God, yo\nHoney you are-\nYo wassup,yo, man\nLook, what's wrong with me? Honey, heck this out\nDa da da dun dun\nDa da da dun dun\nDa dun dun (Dun dun dun dun)\nDa da dun da da dun da da dun dun (Da da dun dun)\n\nFunny funny how time fly\nWhen you have some\n\nLight on the face cause the focus is the fickle\n'Stead of fusin' I'm a use it to the utilize the trickle\nCaught a rush, but I played hush\nWhile Andres Titus is the grabbin'\nAs a fan will put the hearts to mush\nLush Dalea would hear the public beat\nThe same way for Titus when he Blacked the Sheep\nBut as the Knee went Deep, to deeper off the charts\nThe album faded to black, that's when the amnesia starts\n\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n\nAren't you Dres from Black Sheep?\nOh my god, what are you doing here?\nWho are you here with?\nI'm with my man Pos, you know Pos\nOh yeah, Positive K yo, I like your music\n\n(Stickabush, stickabush, stickabush, stickabush)\n\nHey boy, I watch that star man, shit's all in\nShould I shot it or begin\nI saw bootleggas no shinin'\nI saw Big 4 go get shinin'\nA typical flick was the moment\nWhen the man said\n\"Ain't you?\" Yeah I is 'im\nHush your mouth fallin' in cog\nCaught the light being True dog\nA fist of funk and I pocket that screen\nIn the scene or in between\nGimme but a little bit of the starlight\nI mail my ass to the darkness\nI dig it, I dug it, I dig it, I dug it\nI wiz it, I was it, I wiz it, I was it\nOh Lord let me switch it off\nBecause ya find some'll do it all\nFor the light\n\n(Stop Jivin')","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: En Focus\n  artist: De La Soul\n  album: Buhlo͞one Mind State\n  duration_ms: 499339\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Bio-feed-back\n\n  Ya go \"ichi, ni, san, shi\"\n  I can't cook, but being a cook I'm servin' much to eat\n  I got multiple stabs of jazzy\n  Sassafrassy as I caught the fame of soul\n  Years after mama had me tell ya gladly\n  I plugged for the Tunin'\n  Which cause eyes to zoom in\n  Which put your person into focus\n  No longer Kelvin Mercer but the Posdnuos\n  Plug One yo I found fun\n  In the scribblin' of speak\n  On a naked white sheet\n  Most recognized by my dark-brown self\n  Yo you found some wealth?\n  More in my mind than in my pocket\n  But I's got every Girbaud that ever sagged\n  I met some hoes, met some girls\n  Did a tour that took me all around the world\n  Did a tour that took me all around the world\n\n  I hit the shines but I'm shooin' it now\n  Remember when the floor might have had a spine\n  Well it's all bent over\n  The DayGlo nigga gets the red door mat\n  It's a roller coaster when your shit's burnt toast\n  Now Mr. Club Owner knows your jam\n  When your jam is the jam and there's a tab at the bar\n  My mindstate's great, no thanks I don't drink\n  I sip the bobo, then I kettle it quick\n  I felt the heave in the jeave, tap it in the basement\n  Diggin' my own understanding quick\n  Let me get the single out\n  Think Mr. Radio say the starlight\n  Is the same star bright\n  I'm thinkin' how a nine and a blunt is a switch\n  But turn out the lights and some will go bitch\n  It was one MC after one MC\n  Play the lamp post do the blow wit dynamite\n  Well it's okay and it's alright\n  Cause our birthday cake's external light\n  It'll all get graphic\n  People made of plastic\n  Look at the shine with my 50 Watt eye\n  But when I got the eye patch I hit the latch\n  I fame it to a name from Denver up to Maine\n  And lovin' deluxe, she won't catch me in no tux\n  Nah, man I won't honor the style\n\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n\n  Yo, shorty! Oh my goodness\n  How you doing, my name is Dres, listen-\n  Oh, isn't that Posdnuos? Oh, my God, yo\n  Honey you are-\n  Yo wassup,yo, man\n  Look, what's wrong with me? Honey, heck this out\n  Da da da dun dun\n  Da da da dun dun\n  Da dun dun (Dun dun dun dun)\n  Da da dun da da dun da da dun dun (Da da dun dun)\n\n  Funny funny how time fly\n  When you have some\n\n  Light on the face cause the focus is the fickle\n  'Stead of fusin' I'm a use it to the utilize the trickle\n  Caught a rush, but I played hush\n  While Andres Titus is the grabbin'\n  As a fan will put the hearts to mush\n  Lush Dalea would hear the public beat\n  The same way for Titus when he Blacked the Sheep\n  But as the Knee went Deep, to deeper off the charts\n  The album faded to black, that's when the amnesia starts\n\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n\n  Aren't you Dres from Black Sheep?\n  Oh my god, what are you doing here?\n  Who are you here with?\n  I'm with my man Pos, you know Pos\n  Oh yeah, Positive K yo, I like your music\n\n  (Stickabush, stickabush, stickabush, stickabush)\n\n  Hey boy, I watch that star man, shit's all in\n  Should I shot it or begin\n  I saw bootleggas no shinin'\n  I saw Big 4 go get shinin'\n  A typical flick was the moment\n  When the man said\n  \"Ain't you?\" Yeah I is 'im\n  Hush your mouth fallin' in cog\n  Caught the light being True dog\n  A fist of funk and I pocket that screen\n  In the scene or in between\n  Gimme but a little bit of the starlight\n  I mail my ass to the darkness\n  I dig it, I dug it, I dig it, I dug it\n  I wiz it, I was it, I wiz it, I was it\n  Oh Lord let me switch it off\n  Because ya find some'll do it all\n  For the light\n\n  (Stop Jivin')\n"},{"id":20025809,"name":"En Focus","trackName":"En Focus","artistName":"De La Soul","albumName":"Buhlo͞one Mind State","duration":212.6367349,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Bio-feed-back\n\nYa go \"ichi, ni, san, shi\"\nI can't cook, but being a cook I'm servin' much to eat\nI got multiple stabs of jazzy\nSassafrassy as I caught the fame of soul\nYears after mama had me tell ya gladly\nI plugged for the Tunin'\nWhich cause eyes to zoom in\nWhich put your person into focus\nNo longer Kelvin Mercer but the Posdnuos\nPlug One yo I found fun\nIn the scribblin' of speak\nOn a naked white sheet\nMost recognized by my dark-brown self\nYo you found some wealth?\nMore in my mind than in my pocket\nBut I's got every Girbaud that ever sagged\nI met some hoes, met some girls\nDid a tour that took me all around the world\nDid a tour that took me all around the world\n\nI hit the shines but I'm shooin' it now\nRemember when the floor might have had a spine\nWell it's all bent over\nThe DayGlo nigga gets the red door mat\nIt's a roller coaster when your shit's burnt toast\nNow Mr. Club Owner knows your jam\nWhen your jam is the jam and there's a tab at the bar\nMy mindstate's great, no thanks I don't drink\nI sip the bobo, then I kettle it quick\nI felt the heave in the jeave, tap it in the basement\nDiggin' my own understanding quick\nLet me get the single out\nThink Mr. Radio say the starlight\nIs the same star bright\nI'm thinkin' how a nine and a blunt is a switch\nBut turn out the lights and some will go bitch\nIt was one MC after one MC\nPlay the lamp post do the blow wit dynamite\nWell it's okay and it's alright\nCause our birthday cake's external light\nIt'll all get graphic\nPeople made of plastic\nLook at the shine with my 50 Watt eye\nBut when I got the eye patch I hit the latch\nI fame it to a name from Denver up to Maine\nAnd lovin' deluxe, she won't catch me in no tux\nNah, man I won't honor the style\n\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n\nYo, shorty! Oh my goodness\nHow you doing, my name is Dres, listen-\nOh, isn't that Posdnuos? Oh, my God, yo\nHoney you are-\nYo wassup,yo, man\nLook, what's wrong with me? Honey, heck this out\nDa da da dun dun\nDa da da dun dun\nDa dun dun (Dun dun dun dun)\nDa da dun da da dun da da dun dun (Da da dun dun)\n\nFunny funny how time fly\nWhen you have some\n\nLight on the face cause the focus is the fickle\n'Stead of fusin' I'm a use it to the utilize the trickle\nCaught a rush, but I played hush\nWhile Andres Titus is the grabbin'\nAs a fan will put the hearts to mush\nLush Dalea would hear the public beat\nThe same way for Titus when he Blacked the Sheep\nBut as the Knee went Deep, to deeper off the charts\nThe album faded to black, that's when the amnesia starts\n\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n\nAren't you Dres from Black Sheep?\nOh my god, what are you doing here?\nWho are you here with?\nI'm with my man Pos, you know Pos\nOh yeah, Positive K yo, I like your music\n\n(Stickabush, stickabush, stickabush, stickabush)\n\nHey boy, I watch that star man, shit's all in\nShould I shot it or begin\nI saw bootleggas no shinin'\nI saw Big 4 go get shinin'\nA typical flick was the moment\nWhen the man said\n\"Ain't you?\" Yeah I is 'im\nHush your mouth fallin' in cog\nCaught the light being True dog\nA fist of funk and I pocket that screen\nIn the scene or in between\nGimme but a little bit of the starlight\nI mail my ass to the darkness\nI dig it, I dug it, I dig it, I dug it\nI wiz it, I was it, I wiz it, I was it\nOh Lord let me switch it off\nBecause ya find some'll do it all\nFor the light\n\n(Stop Jivin')","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: En Focus\n  artist: De La Soul\n  album: Buhlo͞one Mind State\n  duration_ms: 212637\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Bio-feed-back\n\n  Ya go \"ichi, ni, san, shi\"\n  I can't cook, but being a cook I'm servin' much to eat\n  I got multiple stabs of jazzy\n  Sassafrassy as I caught the fame of soul\n  Years after mama had me tell ya gladly\n  I plugged for the Tunin'\n  Which cause eyes to zoom in\n  Which put your person into focus\n  No longer Kelvin Mercer but the Posdnuos\n  Plug One yo I found fun\n  In the scribblin' of speak\n  On a naked white sheet\n  Most recognized by my dark-brown self\n  Yo you found some wealth?\n  More in my mind than in my pocket\n  But I's got every Girbaud that ever sagged\n  I met some hoes, met some girls\n  Did a tour that took me all around the world\n  Did a tour that took me all around the world\n\n  I hit the shines but I'm shooin' it now\n  Remember when the floor might have had a spine\n  Well it's all bent over\n  The DayGlo nigga gets the red door mat\n  It's a roller coaster when your shit's burnt toast\n  Now Mr. Club Owner knows your jam\n  When your jam is the jam and there's a tab at the bar\n  My mindstate's great, no thanks I don't drink\n  I sip the bobo, then I kettle it quick\n  I felt the heave in the jeave, tap it in the basement\n  Diggin' my own understanding quick\n  Let me get the single out\n  Think Mr. Radio say the starlight\n  Is the same star bright\n  I'm thinkin' how a nine and a blunt is a switch\n  But turn out the lights and some will go bitch\n  It was one MC after one MC\n  Play the lamp post do the blow wit dynamite\n  Well it's okay and it's alright\n  Cause our birthday cake's external light\n  It'll all get graphic\n  People made of plastic\n  Look at the shine with my 50 Watt eye\n  But when I got the eye patch I hit the latch\n  I fame it to a name from Denver up to Maine\n  And lovin' deluxe, she won't catch me in no tux\n  Nah, man I won't honor the style\n\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n\n  Yo, shorty! Oh my goodness\n  How you doing, my name is Dres, listen-\n  Oh, isn't that Posdnuos? Oh, my God, yo\n  Honey you are-\n  Yo wassup,yo, man\n  Look, what's wrong with me? Honey, heck this out\n  Da da da dun dun\n  Da da da dun dun\n  Da dun dun (Dun dun dun dun)\n  Da da dun da da dun da da dun dun (Da da dun dun)\n\n  Funny funny how time fly\n  When you have some\n\n  Light on the face cause the focus is the fickle\n  'Stead of fusin' I'm a use it to the utilize the trickle\n  Caught a rush, but I played hush\n  While Andres Titus is the grabbin'\n  As a fan will put the hearts to mush\n  Lush Dalea would hear the public beat\n  The same way for Titus when he Blacked the Sheep\n  But as the Knee went Deep, to deeper off the charts\n  The album faded to black, that's when the amnesia starts\n\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n\n  Aren't you Dres from Black Sheep?\n  Oh my god, what are you doing here?\n  Who are you here with?\n  I'm with my man Pos, you know Pos\n  Oh yeah, Positive K yo, I like your music\n\n  (Stickabush, stickabush, stickabush, stickabush)\n\n  Hey boy, I watch that star man, shit's all in\n  Should I shot it or begin\n  I saw bootleggas no shinin'\n  I saw Big 4 go get shinin'\n  A typical flick was the moment\n  When the man said\n  \"Ain't you?\" Yeah I is 'im\n  Hush your mouth fallin' in cog\n  Caught the light being True dog\n  A fist of funk and I pocket that screen\n  In the scene or in between\n  Gimme but a little bit of the starlight\n  I mail my ass to the darkness\n  I dig it, I dug it, I dig it, I dug it\n  I wiz it, I was it, I wiz it, I was it\n  Oh Lord let me switch it off\n  Because ya find some'll do it all\n  For the light\n\n  (Stop Jivin')\n"},{"id":18536338,"name":"En Focus","trackName":"En Focus","artistName":"De La Soul","albumName":"Timeless: The Singles Collecti","duration":197.250612,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Bio-feed-back\n\nYa go \"ichi, ni, san, shi\"\nI can't cook, but being a cook I'm servin' much to eat\nI got multiple stabs of jazzy\nSassafrassy as I caught the fame of soul\nYears after mama had me tell ya gladly\nI plugged for the Tunin'\nWhich cause eyes to zoom in\nWhich put your person into focus\nNo longer Kelvin Mercer but the Posdnuos\nPlug One yo I found fun\nIn the scribblin' of speak\nOn a naked white sheet\nMost recognized by my dark-brown self\nYo you found some wealth?\nMore in my mind than in my pocket\nBut I's got every Girbaud that ever sagged\nI met some hoes, met some girls\nDid a tour that took me all around the world\nDid a tour that took me all around the world\n\nI hit the shines but I'm shooin' it now\nRemember when the floor might have had a spine\nWell it's all bent over\nThe DayGlo nigga gets the red door mat\nIt's a roller coaster when your shit's burnt toast\nNow Mr. Club Owner knows your jam\nWhen your jam is the jam and there's a tab at the bar\nMy mindstate's great, no thanks I don't drink\nI sip the bobo, then I kettle it quick\nI felt the heave in the jeave, tap it in the basement\nDiggin' my own understanding quick\nLet me get the single out\nThink Mr. Radio say the starlight\nIs the same star bright\nI'm thinkin' how a nine and a blunt is a switch\nBut turn out the lights and some will go bitch\nIt was one MC after one MC\nPlay the lamp post do the blow wit dynamite\nWell it's okay and it's alright\nCause our birthday cake's external light\nIt'll all get graphic\nPeople made of plastic\nLook at the shine with my 50 Watt eye\nBut when I got the eye patch I hit the latch\nI fame it to a name from Denver up to Maine\nAnd lovin' deluxe, she won't catch me in no tux\nNah, man I won't honor the style\n\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n\nYo, shorty! Oh my goodness\nHow you doing, my name is Dres, listen-\nOh, isn't that Posdnuos? Oh, my God, yo\nHoney you are-\nYo wassup,yo, man\nLook, what's wrong with me? 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post do the blow wit dynamite\n  Well it's okay and it's alright\n  Cause our birthday cake's external light\n  It'll all get graphic\n  People made of plastic\n  Look at the shine with my 50 Watt eye\n  But when I got the eye patch I hit the latch\n  I fame it to a name from Denver up to Maine\n  And lovin' deluxe, she won't catch me in no tux\n  Nah, man I won't honor the style\n\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n\n  Yo, shorty! Oh my goodness\n  How you doing, my name is Dres, listen-\n  Oh, isn't that Posdnuos? Oh, my God, yo\n  Honey you are-\n  Yo wassup,yo, man\n  Look, what's wrong with me? Honey, heck this out\n  Da da da dun dun\n  Da da da dun dun\n  Da dun dun (Dun dun dun dun)\n  Da da dun da da dun da da dun dun (Da da dun dun)\n\n  Funny funny how time fly\n  When you have some\n\n  Light on the face cause the focus is the fickle\n  'Stead of fusin' I'm a use it to the utilize the trickle\n  Caught a rush, but I played hush\n  While Andres Titus is the grabbin'\n  As a fan will put the hearts to mush\n  Lush Dalea would hear the public beat\n  The same way for Titus when he Blacked the Sheep\n  But as the Knee went Deep, to deeper off the charts\n  The album faded to black, that's when the amnesia starts\n\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n\n  Aren't you Dres from Black Sheep?\n  Oh my god, what are you doing here?\n  Who are you here with?\n  I'm with my man Pos, you know Pos\n  Oh yeah, Positive K yo, I like your music\n\n  (Stickabush, stickabush, stickabush, stickabush)\n\n  Hey boy, I watch that star man, shit's all in\n  Should I shot it or begin\n  I saw bootleggas no shinin'\n  I saw Big 4 go get shinin'\n  A typical flick was the moment\n  When the man said\n  \"Ain't you?\" Yeah I is 'im\n  Hush your mouth fallin' in cog\n  Caught the light being True dog\n  A fist of funk and I pocket that screen\n  In the scene or in between\n  Gimme but a little bit of the starlight\n  I mail my ass to the darkness\n  I dig it, I dug it, I dig it, I dug it\n  I wiz it, I was it, I wiz it, I was it\n  Oh Lord let me switch it off\n  Because ya find some'll do it all\n  For the light\n\n  (Stop Jivin')\n"},{"id":20817271,"name":"En Focus","trackName":"En Focus","artistName":"De La Soul","albumName":"Buhloone Mindstate","duration":199.683832,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Bio-feed-back\n\nYa go \"ichi, ni, san, shi\"\nI can't cook, but being a cook I'm servin' much to eat\nI got multiple stabs of jazzy\nSassafrassy as I caught the fame of soul\nYears after mama had me tell ya gladly\nI plugged for the Tunin'\nWhich cause eyes to zoom in\nWhich put your person into focus\nNo longer Kelvin Mercer but the Posdnuos\nPlug One yo I found fun\nIn the scribblin' of speak\nOn a naked white sheet\nMost recognized by my dark-brown self\nYo you found some wealth?\nMore in my mind than in my pocket\nBut I's got every Girbaud that ever sagged\nI met some hoes, met some girls\nDid a tour that took me all around the world\nDid a tour that took me all around the world\n\nI hit the shines but I'm shooin' it now\nRemember when the floor might have had a spine\nWell it's all bent over\nThe DayGlo nigga gets the red door mat\nIt's a roller coaster when your shit's burnt toast\nNow Mr. Club Owner knows your jam\nWhen your jam is the jam and there's a tab at the bar\nMy mindstate's great, no thanks I don't drink\nI sip the bobo, then I kettle it quick\nI felt the heave in the jeave, tap it in the basement\nDiggin' my own understanding quick\nLet me get the single out\nThink Mr. Radio say the starlight\nIs the same star bright\nI'm thinkin' how a nine and a blunt is a switch\nBut turn out the lights and some will go bitch\nIt was one MC after one MC\nPlay the lamp post do the blow wit dynamite\nWell it's okay and it's alright\nCause our birthday cake's external light\nIt'll all get graphic\nPeople made of plastic\nLook at the shine with my 50 Watt eye\nBut when I got the eye patch I hit the latch\nI fame it to a name from Denver up to Maine\nAnd lovin' deluxe, she won't catch me in no tux\nNah, man I won't honor the style\n\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n\nYo, shorty! Oh my goodness\nHow you doing, my name is Dres, listen-\nOh, isn't that Posdnuos? Oh, my God, yo\nHoney you are-\nYo wassup,yo, man\nLook, what's wrong with me? Honey, heck this out\nDa da da dun dun\nDa da da dun dun\nDa dun dun (Dun dun dun dun)\nDa da dun da da dun da da dun dun (Da da dun dun)\n\nFunny funny how time fly\nWhen you have some\n\nLight on the face cause the focus is the fickle\n'Stead of fusin' I'm a use it to the utilize the trickle\nCaught a rush, but I played hush\nWhile Andres Titus is the grabbin'\nAs a fan will put the hearts to mush\nLush Dalea would hear the public beat\nThe same way for Titus when he Blacked the Sheep\nBut as the Knee went Deep, to deeper off the charts\nThe album faded to black, that's when the amnesia starts\n\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n\nAren't you Dres from Black Sheep?\nOh my god, what are you doing here?\nWho are you here with?\nI'm with my man Pos, you know Pos\nOh yeah, Positive K yo, I like your music\n\n(Stickabush, stickabush, stickabush, stickabush)\n\nHey boy, I watch that star man, shit's all in\nShould I shot it or begin\nI saw bootleggas no shinin'\nI saw Big 4 go get shinin'\nA typical flick was the moment\nWhen the man said\n\"Ain't you?\" Yeah I is 'im\nHush your mouth fallin' in cog\nCaught the light being True dog\nA fist of funk and I pocket that screen\nIn the scene or in between\nGimme but a little bit of the starlight\nI mail my ass to the darkness\nI dig it, I dug it, I dig it, I dug it\nI wiz it, I was it, I wiz it, I was it\nOh Lord let me switch it off\nBecause ya find some'll do it all\nFor the light\n\n(Stop Jivin')","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: En Focus\n  artist: De La Soul\n  album: Buhloone Mindstate\n  duration_ms: 199684\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Bio-feed-back\n\n  Ya go \"ichi, ni, san, shi\"\n  I can't cook, but being a cook I'm servin' much to eat\n  I got multiple stabs of jazzy\n  Sassafrassy as I caught the fame of soul\n  Years after mama had me tell ya gladly\n  I plugged for the Tunin'\n  Which cause eyes to zoom in\n  Which put your person into focus\n  No longer Kelvin Mercer but the Posdnuos\n  Plug One yo I found fun\n  In the scribblin' of speak\n  On a naked white sheet\n  Most recognized by my dark-brown self\n  Yo you found some wealth?\n  More in my mind than in my pocket\n  But I's got every Girbaud that ever sagged\n  I met some hoes, met some girls\n  Did a tour that took me all around the world\n  Did a tour that took me all around the world\n\n  I hit the shines but I'm shooin' it now\n  Remember when the floor might have had a spine\n  Well it's all bent over\n  The DayGlo nigga gets the red door mat\n  It's a roller coaster when your shit's burnt toast\n  Now Mr. Club Owner knows your jam\n  When your jam is the jam and there's a tab at the bar\n  My mindstate's great, no thanks I don't drink\n  I sip the bobo, then I kettle it quick\n  I felt the heave in the jeave, tap it in the basement\n  Diggin' my own understanding quick\n  Let me get the single out\n  Think Mr. Radio say the starlight\n  Is the same star bright\n  I'm thinkin' how a nine and a blunt is a switch\n  But turn out the lights and some will go bitch\n  It was one MC after one MC\n  Play the lamp post do the blow wit dynamite\n  Well it's okay and it's alright\n  Cause our birthday cake's external light\n  It'll all get graphic\n  People made of plastic\n  Look at the shine with my 50 Watt eye\n  But when I got the eye patch I hit the latch\n  I fame it to a name from Denver up to Maine\n  And lovin' deluxe, she won't catch me in no tux\n  Nah, man I won't honor the style\n\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n\n  Yo, shorty! Oh my goodness\n  How you doing, my name is Dres, listen-\n  Oh, isn't that Posdnuos? Oh, my God, yo\n  Honey you are-\n  Yo wassup,yo, man\n  Look, what's wrong with me? Honey, heck this out\n  Da da da dun dun\n  Da da da dun dun\n  Da dun dun (Dun dun dun dun)\n  Da da dun da da dun da da dun dun (Da da dun dun)\n\n  Funny funny how time fly\n  When you have some\n\n  Light on the face cause the focus is the fickle\n  'Stead of fusin' I'm a use it to the utilize the trickle\n  Caught a rush, but I played hush\n  While Andres Titus is the grabbin'\n  As a fan will put the hearts to mush\n  Lush Dalea would hear the public beat\n  The same way for Titus when he Blacked the Sheep\n  But as the Knee went Deep, to deeper off the charts\n  The album faded to black, that's when the amnesia starts\n\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n\n  Aren't you Dres from Black Sheep?\n  Oh my god, what are you doing here?\n  Who are you here with?\n  I'm with my man Pos, you know Pos\n  Oh yeah, Positive K yo, I like your music\n\n  (Stickabush, stickabush, stickabush, stickabush)\n\n  Hey boy, I watch that star man, shit's all in\n  Should I shot it or begin\n  I saw bootleggas no shinin'\n  I saw Big 4 go get shinin'\n  A typical flick was the moment\n  When the man said\n  \"Ain't you?\" Yeah I is 'im\n  Hush your mouth fallin' in cog\n  Caught the light being True dog\n  A fist of funk and I pocket that screen\n  In the scene or in between\n  Gimme but a little bit of the starlight\n  I mail my ass to the darkness\n  I dig it, I dug it, I dig it, I dug it\n  I wiz it, I was it, I wiz it, I was it\n  Oh Lord let me switch it off\n  Because ya find some'll do it all\n  For the light\n\n  (Stop Jivin')\n"},{"id":14557960,"name":"En Focus","trackName":"En Focus","artistName":"De La Soul","albumName":"Buhloone Mind State","duration":195.3632,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Bio-feed-back\n\nYa go \"ichi, ni, san, shi\"\nI can't cook, but being a cook I'm servin' much to eat\nI got multiple stabs of jazzy\nSassafrassy as I caught the fame of soul\nYears after mama had me tell ya gladly\nI plugged for the Tunin'\nWhich cause eyes to zoom in\nWhich put your person into focus\nNo longer Kelvin Mercer but the Posdnuos\nPlug One yo I found fun\nIn the scribblin' of speak\nOn a naked white sheet\nMost recognized by my dark-brown self\nYo you found some wealth?\nMore in my mind than in my pocket\nBut I's got every Girbaud that ever sagged\nI met some hoes, met some girls\nDid a tour that took me all around the world\nDid a tour that took me all around the world\n\nI hit the shines but I'm shooin' it now\nRemember when the floor might have had a spine\nWell it's all bent over\nThe DayGlo nigga gets the red door mat\nIt's a roller coaster when your shit's burnt toast\nNow Mr. Club Owner knows your jam\nWhen your jam is the jam and there's a tab at the bar\nMy mindstate's great, no thanks I don't drink\nI sip the bobo, then I kettle it quick\nI felt the heave in the jeave, tap it in the basement\nDiggin' my own understanding quick\nLet me get the single out\nThink Mr. Radio say the starlight\nIs the same star bright\nI'm thinkin' how a nine and a blunt is a switch\nBut turn out the lights and some will go bitch\nIt was one MC after one MC\nPlay the lamp post do the blow wit dynamite\nWell it's okay and it's alright\nCause our birthday cake's external light\nIt'll all get graphic\nPeople made of plastic\nLook at the shine with my 50 Watt eye\nBut when I got the eye patch I hit the latch\nI fame it to a name from Denver up to Maine\nAnd lovin' deluxe, she won't catch me in no tux\nNah, man I won't honor the style\n\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n\nYo, shorty! Oh my goodness\nHow you doing, my name is Dres, listen-\nOh, isn't that Posdnuos? Oh, my God, yo\nHoney you are-\nYo wassup,yo, man\nLook, what's wrong with me? Honey, heck this out\nDa da da dun dun\nDa da da dun dun\nDa dun dun (Dun dun dun dun)\nDa da dun da da dun da da dun dun (Da da dun dun)\n\nFunny funny how time fly\nWhen you have some\n\nLight on the face cause the focus is the fickle\n'Stead of fusin' I'm a use it to the utilize the trickle\nCaught a rush, but I played hush\nWhile Andres Titus is the grabbin'\nAs a fan will put the hearts to mush\nLush Dalea would hear the public beat\nThe same way for Titus when he Blacked the Sheep\nBut as the Knee went Deep, to deeper off the charts\nThe album faded to black, that's when the amnesia starts\n\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n\nAren't you Dres from Black Sheep?\nOh my god, what are you doing here?\nWho are you here with?\nI'm with my man Pos, you know Pos\nOh yeah, Positive K yo, I like your music\n\n(Stickabush, stickabush, stickabush, stickabush)\n\nHey boy, I watch that star man, shit's all in\nShould I shot it or begin\nI saw bootleggas no shinin'\nI saw Big 4 go get shinin'\nA typical flick was the moment\nWhen the man said\n\"Ain't you?\" Yeah I is 'im\nHush your mouth fallin' in cog\nCaught the light being True dog\nA fist of funk and I pocket that screen\nIn the scene or in between\nGimme but a little bit of the starlight\nI mail my ass to the darkness\nI dig it, I dug it, I dig it, I dug it\nI wiz it, I was it, I wiz it, I was it\nOh Lord let me switch it off\nBecause ya find some'll do it all\nFor the light\n\n(Stop Jivin')","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: En Focus\n  artist: De La Soul\n  album: Buhloone Mind State\n  duration_ms: 195363\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Bio-feed-back\n\n  Ya go \"ichi, ni, san, shi\"\n  I can't cook, but being a cook I'm servin' much to eat\n  I got multiple stabs of jazzy\n  Sassafrassy as I caught the fame of soul\n  Years after mama had me tell ya gladly\n  I plugged for the Tunin'\n  Which cause eyes to zoom in\n  Which put your person into focus\n  No longer Kelvin Mercer but the Posdnuos\n  Plug One yo I found fun\n  In the scribblin' of speak\n  On a naked white sheet\n  Most recognized by my dark-brown self\n  Yo you found some wealth?\n  More in my mind than in my pocket\n  But I's got every Girbaud that ever sagged\n  I met some hoes, met some girls\n  Did a tour that took me all around the world\n  Did a tour that took me all around the world\n\n  I hit the shines but I'm shooin' it now\n  Remember when the floor might have had a spine\n  Well it's all bent over\n  The DayGlo nigga gets the red door mat\n  It's a roller coaster when your shit's burnt toast\n  Now Mr. Club Owner knows your jam\n  When your jam is the jam and there's a tab at the bar\n  My mindstate's great, no thanks I don't drink\n  I sip the bobo, then I kettle it quick\n  I felt the heave in the jeave, tap it in the basement\n  Diggin' my own understanding quick\n  Let me get the single out\n  Think Mr. Radio say the starlight\n  Is the same star bright\n  I'm thinkin' how a nine and a blunt is a switch\n  But turn out the lights and some will go bitch\n  It was one MC after one MC\n  Play the lamp post do the blow wit dynamite\n  Well it's okay and it's alright\n  Cause our birthday cake's external light\n  It'll all get graphic\n  People made of plastic\n  Look at the shine with my 50 Watt eye\n  But when I got the eye patch I hit the latch\n  I fame it to a name from Denver up to Maine\n  And lovin' deluxe, she won't catch me in no tux\n  Nah, man I won't honor the style\n\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n\n  Yo, shorty! Oh my goodness\n  How you doing, my name is Dres, listen-\n  Oh, isn't that Posdnuos? Oh, my God, yo\n  Honey you are-\n  Yo wassup,yo, man\n  Look, what's wrong with me? Honey, heck this out\n  Da da da dun dun\n  Da da da dun dun\n  Da dun dun (Dun dun dun dun)\n  Da da dun da da dun da da dun dun (Da da dun dun)\n\n  Funny funny how time fly\n  When you have some\n\n  Light on the face cause the focus is the fickle\n  'Stead of fusin' I'm a use it to the utilize the trickle\n  Caught a rush, but I played hush\n  While Andres Titus is the grabbin'\n  As a fan will put the hearts to mush\n  Lush Dalea would hear the public beat\n  The same way for Titus when he Blacked the Sheep\n  But as the Knee went Deep, to deeper off the charts\n  The album faded to black, that's when the amnesia starts\n\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n\n  Aren't you Dres from Black Sheep?\n  Oh my god, what are you doing here?\n  Who are you here with?\n  I'm with my man Pos, you know Pos\n  Oh yeah, Positive K yo, I like your music\n\n  (Stickabush, stickabush, stickabush, stickabush)\n\n  Hey boy, I watch that star man, shit's all in\n  Should I shot it or begin\n  I saw bootleggas no shinin'\n  I saw Big 4 go get shinin'\n  A typical flick was the moment\n  When the man said\n  \"Ain't you?\" Yeah I is 'im\n  Hush your mouth fallin' in cog\n  Caught the light being True dog\n  A fist of funk and I pocket that screen\n  In the scene or in between\n  Gimme but a little bit of the starlight\n  I mail my ass to the darkness\n  I dig it, I dug it, I dig it, I dug it\n  I wiz it, I was it, I wiz it, I was it\n  Oh Lord let me switch it off\n  Because ya find some'll do it all\n  For the light\n\n  (Stop Jivin')\n"},{"id":14783043,"name":"En Focus","trackName":"En Focus","artistName":"De La Soul","albumName":"Timeless","duration":197.250612,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Bio-feed-back\n\nYa go \"ichi, ni, san, shi\"\nI can't cook, but being a cook I'm servin' much to eat\nI got multiple stabs of jazzy\nSassafrassy as I caught the fame of soul\nYears after mama had me tell ya gladly\nI plugged for the Tunin'\nWhich cause eyes to zoom in\nWhich put your person into focus\nNo longer Kelvin Mercer but the Posdnuos\nPlug One yo I found fun\nIn the scribblin' of speak\nOn a naked white sheet\nMost recognized by my dark-brown self\nYo you found some wealth?\nMore in my mind than in my pocket\nBut I's got every Girbaud that ever sagged\nI met some hoes, met some girls\nDid a tour that took me all around the world\nDid a tour that took me all around the world\n\nI hit the shines but I'm shooin' it now\nRemember when the floor might have had a spine\nWell it's all bent over\nThe DayGlo nigga gets the red door mat\nIt's a roller coaster when your shit's burnt toast\nNow Mr. Club Owner knows your jam\nWhen your jam is the jam and there's a tab at the bar\nMy mindstate's great, no thanks I don't drink\nI sip the bobo, then I kettle it quick\nI felt the heave in the jeave, tap it in the basement\nDiggin' my own understanding quick\nLet me get the single out\nThink Mr. Radio say the starlight\nIs the same star bright\nI'm thinkin' how a nine and a blunt is a switch\nBut turn out the lights and some will go bitch\nIt was one MC after one MC\nPlay the lamp post do the blow wit dynamite\nWell it's okay and it's alright\nCause our birthday cake's external light\nIt'll all get graphic\nPeople made of plastic\nLook at the shine with my 50 Watt eye\nBut when I got the eye patch I hit the latch\nI fame it to a name from Denver up to Maine\nAnd lovin' deluxe, she won't catch me in no tux\nNah, man I won't honor the style\n\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n\nYo, shorty! Oh my goodness\nHow you doing, my name is Dres, listen-\nOh, isn't that Posdnuos? Oh, my God, yo\nHoney you are-\nYo wassup,yo, man\nLook, what's wrong with me? Honey, heck this out\nDa da da dun dun\nDa da da dun dun\nDa dun dun (Dun dun dun dun)\nDa da dun da da dun da da dun dun (Da da dun dun)\n\nFunny funny how time fly\nWhen you have some\n\nLight on the face cause the focus is the fickle\n'Stead of fusin' I'm a use it to the utilize the trickle\nCaught a rush, but I played hush\nWhile Andres Titus is the grabbin'\nAs a fan will put the hearts to mush\nLush Dalea would hear the public beat\nThe same way for Titus when he Blacked the Sheep\nBut as the Knee went Deep, to deeper off the charts\nThe album faded to black, that's when the amnesia starts\n\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n\nAren't you Dres from Black Sheep?\nOh my god, what are you doing here?\nWho are you here with?\nI'm with my man Pos, you know Pos\nOh yeah, Positive K yo, I like your music\n\n(Stickabush, stickabush, stickabush, stickabush)\n\nHey boy, I watch that star man, shit's all in\nShould I shot it or begin\nI saw bootleggas no shinin'\nI saw Big 4 go get shinin'\nA typical flick was the moment\nWhen the man said\n\"Ain't you?\" Yeah I is 'im\nHush your mouth fallin' in cog\nCaught the light being True dog\nA fist of funk and I pocket that screen\nIn the scene or in between\nGimme but a little bit of the starlight\nI mail my ass to the darkness\nI dig it, I dug it, I dig it, I dug it\nI wiz it, I was it, I wiz it, I was it\nOh Lord let me switch it off\nBecause ya find some'll do it all\nFor the light\n\n(Stop Jivin')","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: En Focus\n  artist: De La Soul\n  album: Timeless\n  duration_ms: 197251\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Bio-feed-back\n\n  Ya go \"ichi, ni, san, shi\"\n  I can't cook, but being a cook I'm servin' much to eat\n  I got multiple stabs of jazzy\n  Sassafrassy as I caught the fame of soul\n  Years after mama had me tell ya gladly\n  I plugged for the Tunin'\n  Which cause eyes to zoom in\n  Which put your person into focus\n  No longer Kelvin Mercer but the Posdnuos\n  Plug One yo I found fun\n  In the scribblin' of speak\n  On a naked white sheet\n  Most recognized by my dark-brown self\n  Yo you found some wealth?\n  More in my mind than in my pocket\n  But I's got every Girbaud that ever sagged\n  I met some hoes, met some girls\n  Did a tour that took me all around the world\n  Did a tour that took me all around the world\n\n  I hit the shines but I'm shooin' it now\n  Remember when the floor might have had a spine\n  Well it's all bent over\n  The DayGlo nigga gets the red door mat\n  It's a roller coaster when your shit's burnt toast\n  Now Mr. Club Owner knows your jam\n  When your jam is the jam and there's a tab at the bar\n  My mindstate's great, no thanks I don't drink\n  I sip the bobo, then I kettle it quick\n  I felt the heave in the jeave, tap it in the basement\n  Diggin' my own understanding quick\n  Let me get the single out\n  Think Mr. Radio say the starlight\n  Is the same star bright\n  I'm thinkin' how a nine and a blunt is a switch\n  But turn out the lights and some will go bitch\n  It was one MC after one MC\n  Play the lamp post do the blow wit dynamite\n  Well it's okay and it's alright\n  Cause our birthday cake's external light\n  It'll all get graphic\n  People made of plastic\n  Look at the shine with my 50 Watt eye\n  But when I got the eye patch I hit the latch\n  I fame it to a name from Denver up to Maine\n  And lovin' deluxe, she won't catch me in no tux\n  Nah, man I won't honor the style\n\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n\n  Yo, shorty! Oh my goodness\n  How you doing, my name is Dres, listen-\n  Oh, isn't that Posdnuos? Oh, my God, yo\n  Honey you are-\n  Yo wassup,yo, man\n  Look, what's wrong with me? Honey, heck this out\n  Da da da dun dun\n  Da da da dun dun\n  Da dun dun (Dun dun dun dun)\n  Da da dun da da dun da da dun dun (Da da dun dun)\n\n  Funny funny how time fly\n  When you have some\n\n  Light on the face cause the focus is the fickle\n  'Stead of fusin' I'm a use it to the utilize the trickle\n  Caught a rush, but I played hush\n  While Andres Titus is the grabbin'\n  As a fan will put the hearts to mush\n  Lush Dalea would hear the public beat\n  The same way for Titus when he Blacked the Sheep\n  But as the Knee went Deep, to deeper off the charts\n  The album faded to black, that's when the amnesia starts\n\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n\n  Aren't you Dres from Black Sheep?\n  Oh my god, what are you doing here?\n  Who are you here with?\n  I'm with my man Pos, you know Pos\n  Oh yeah, Positive K yo, I like your music\n\n  (Stickabush, stickabush, stickabush, stickabush)\n\n  Hey boy, I watch that star man, shit's all in\n  Should I shot it or begin\n  I saw bootleggas no shinin'\n  I saw Big 4 go get shinin'\n  A typical flick was the moment\n  When the man said\n  \"Ain't you?\" Yeah I is 'im\n  Hush your mouth fallin' in cog\n  Caught the light being True dog\n  A fist of funk and I pocket that screen\n  In the scene or in between\n  Gimme but a little bit of the starlight\n  I mail my ass to the darkness\n  I dig it, I dug it, I dig it, I dug it\n  I wiz it, I was it, I wiz it, I was it\n  Oh Lord let me switch it off\n  Because ya find some'll do it all\n  For the light\n\n  (Stop Jivin')\n"},{"id":15379181,"name":"En Focus","trackName":"En Focus","artistName":"De La Soul","albumName":"Buhloone Mind State","duration":197.5,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Bio-feed-back\n\nYa go \"ichi, ni, san, shi\"\nI can't cook, but being a cook I'm servin' much to eat\nI got multiple stabs of jazzy\nSassafrassy as I caught the fame of soul\nYears after mama had me tell ya gladly\nI plugged for the Tunin'\nWhich cause eyes to zoom in\nWhich put your person into focus\nNo longer Kelvin Mercer but the Posdnuos\nPlug One yo I found fun\nIn the scribblin' of speak\nOn a naked white sheet\nMost recognized by my dark-brown self\nYo you found some wealth?\nMore in my mind than in my pocket\nBut I's got every Girbaud that ever sagged\nI met some hoes, met some girls\nDid a tour that took me all around the world\nDid a tour that took me all around the world\n\nI hit the shines but I'm shooin' it now\nRemember when the floor might have had a spine\nWell it's all bent over\nThe DayGlo nigga gets the red door mat\nIt's a roller coaster when your shit's burnt toast\nNow Mr. Club Owner knows your jam\nWhen your jam is the jam and there's a tab at the bar\nMy mindstate's great, no thanks I don't drink\nI sip the bobo, then I kettle it quick\nI felt the heave in the jeave, tap it in the basement\nDiggin' my own understanding quick\nLet me get the single out\nThink Mr. Radio say the starlight\nIs the same star bright\nI'm thinkin' how a nine and a blunt is a switch\nBut turn out the lights and some will go bitch\nIt was one MC after one MC\nPlay the lamp post do the blow wit dynamite\nWell it's okay and it's alright\nCause our birthday cake's external light\nIt'll all get graphic\nPeople made of plastic\nLook at the shine with my 50 Watt eye\nBut when I got the eye patch I hit the latch\nI fame it to a name from Denver up to Maine\nAnd lovin' deluxe, she won't catch me in no tux\nNah, man I won't honor the style\n\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n\nYo, shorty! Oh my goodness\nHow you doing, my name is Dres, listen-\nOh, isn't that Posdnuos? Oh, my God, yo\nHoney you are-\nYo wassup,yo, man\nLook, what's wrong with me? Honey, heck this out\nDa da da dun dun\nDa da da dun dun\nDa dun dun (Dun dun dun dun)\nDa da dun da da dun da da dun dun (Da da dun dun)\n\nFunny funny how time fly\nWhen you have some\n\nLight on the face cause the focus is the fickle\n'Stead of fusin' I'm a use it to the utilize the trickle\nCaught a rush, but I played hush\nWhile Andres Titus is the grabbin'\nAs a fan will put the hearts to mush\nLush Dalea would hear the public beat\nThe same way for Titus when he Blacked the Sheep\nBut as the Knee went Deep, to deeper off the charts\nThe album faded to black, that's when the amnesia starts\n\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n\nAren't you Dres from Black Sheep?\nOh my god, what are you doing here?\nWho are you here with?\nI'm with my man Pos, you know Pos\nOh yeah, Positive K yo, I like your music\n\n(Stickabush, stickabush, stickabush, stickabush)\n\nHey boy, I watch that star man, shit's all in\nShould I shot it or begin\nI saw bootleggas no shinin'\nI saw Big 4 go get shinin'\nA typical flick was the moment\nWhen the man said\n\"Ain't you?\" Yeah I is 'im\nHush your mouth fallin' in cog\nCaught the light being True dog\nA fist of funk and I pocket that screen\nIn the scene or in between\nGimme but a little bit of the starlight\nI mail my ass to the darkness\nI dig it, I dug it, I dig it, I dug it\nI wiz it, I was it, I wiz it, I was it\nOh Lord let me switch it off\nBecause ya find some'll do it all\nFor the light\n\n(Stop Jivin')","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: En Focus\n  artist: De La Soul\n  album: Buhloone Mind State\n  duration_ms: 197500\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Bio-feed-back\n\n  Ya go \"ichi, ni, san, shi\"\n  I can't cook, but being a cook I'm servin' much to eat\n  I got multiple stabs of jazzy\n  Sassafrassy as I caught the fame of soul\n  Years after mama had me tell ya gladly\n  I plugged for the Tunin'\n  Which cause eyes to zoom in\n  Which put your person into focus\n  No longer Kelvin Mercer but the Posdnuos\n  Plug One yo I found fun\n  In the scribblin' of speak\n  On a naked white sheet\n  Most recognized by my dark-brown self\n  Yo you found some wealth?\n  More in my mind than in my pocket\n  But I's got every Girbaud that ever sagged\n  I met some hoes, met some girls\n  Did a tour that took me all around the world\n  Did a tour that took me all around the world\n\n  I hit the shines but I'm shooin' it now\n  Remember when the floor might have had a spine\n  Well it's all bent over\n  The DayGlo nigga gets the red door mat\n  It's a roller coaster when your shit's burnt toast\n  Now Mr. Club Owner knows your jam\n  When your jam is the jam and there's a tab at the bar\n  My mindstate's great, no thanks I don't drink\n  I sip the bobo, then I kettle it quick\n  I felt the heave in the jeave, tap it in the basement\n  Diggin' my own understanding quick\n  Let me get the single out\n  Think Mr. Radio say the starlight\n  Is the same star bright\n  I'm thinkin' how a nine and a blunt is a switch\n  But turn out the lights and some will go bitch\n  It was one MC after one MC\n  Play the lamp post do the blow wit dynamite\n  Well it's okay and it's alright\n  Cause our birthday cake's external light\n  It'll all get graphic\n  People made of plastic\n  Look at the shine with my 50 Watt eye\n  But when I got the eye patch I hit the latch\n  I fame it to a name from Denver up to Maine\n  And lovin' deluxe, she won't catch me in no tux\n  Nah, man I won't honor the style\n\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n\n  Yo, shorty! Oh my goodness\n  How you doing, my name is Dres, listen-\n  Oh, isn't that Posdnuos? Oh, my God, yo\n  Honey you are-\n  Yo wassup,yo, man\n  Look, what's wrong with me? Honey, heck this out\n  Da da da dun dun\n  Da da da dun dun\n  Da dun dun (Dun dun dun dun)\n  Da da dun da da dun da da dun dun (Da da dun dun)\n\n  Funny funny how time fly\n  When you have some\n\n  Light on the face cause the focus is the fickle\n  'Stead of fusin' I'm a use it to the utilize the trickle\n  Caught a rush, but I played hush\n  While Andres Titus is the grabbin'\n  As a fan will put the hearts to mush\n  Lush Dalea would hear the public beat\n  The same way for Titus when he Blacked the Sheep\n  But as the Knee went Deep, to deeper off the charts\n  The album faded to black, that's when the amnesia starts\n\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n\n  Aren't you Dres from Black Sheep?\n  Oh my god, what are you doing here?\n  Who are you here with?\n  I'm with my man Pos, you know Pos\n  Oh yeah, Positive K yo, I like your music\n\n  (Stickabush, stickabush, stickabush, stickabush)\n\n  Hey boy, I watch that star man, shit's all in\n  Should I shot it or begin\n  I saw bootleggas no shinin'\n  I saw Big 4 go get shinin'\n  A typical flick was the moment\n  When the man said\n  \"Ain't you?\" Yeah I is 'im\n  Hush your mouth fallin' in cog\n  Caught the light being True dog\n  A fist of funk and I pocket that screen\n  In the scene or in between\n  Gimme but a little bit of the starlight\n  I mail my ass to the darkness\n  I dig it, I dug it, I dig it, I dug it\n  I wiz it, I was it, I wiz it, I was it\n  Oh Lord let me switch it off\n  Because ya find some'll do it all\n  For the light\n\n  (Stop Jivin')\n"},{"id":12616105,"name":"En Focus","trackName":"En Focus","artistName":"De La Soul","albumName":"Buhloone Mindstate (30th Anniversary)","duration":196.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Bio-feed-back\n\nYa go \"ichi, ni, san, shi\"\nI can't cook, but being a cook I'm servin' much to eat\nI got multiple stabs of jazzy\nSassafrassy as I caught the fame of soul\nYears after mama had me tell ya gladly\nI plugged for the Tunin'\nWhich cause eyes to zoom in\nWhich put your person into focus\nNo longer Kelvin Mercer but the Posdnuos\nPlug One yo I found fun\nIn the scribblin' of speak\nOn a naked white sheet\nMost recognized by my dark-brown self\nYo you found some wealth?\nMore in my mind than in my pocket\nBut I's got every Girbaud that ever sagged\nI met some hoes, met some girls\nDid a tour that took me all around the world\nDid a tour that took me all around the world\n\nI hit the shines but I'm shooin' it now\nRemember when the floor might have had a spine\nWell it's all bent over\nThe DayGlo nigga gets the red door mat\nIt's a roller coaster when your shit's burnt toast\nNow Mr. Club Owner knows your jam\nWhen your jam is the jam and there's a tab at the bar\nMy mindstate's great, no thanks I don't drink\nI sip the bobo, then I kettle it quick\nI felt the heave in the jeave, tap it in the basement\nDiggin' my own understanding quick\nLet me get the single out\nThink Mr. Radio say the starlight\nIs the same star bright\nI'm thinkin' how a nine and a blunt is a switch\nBut turn out the lights and some will go bitch\nIt was one MC after one MC\nPlay the lamp post do the blow wit dynamite\nWell it's okay and it's alright\nCause our birthday cake's external light\nIt'll all get graphic\nPeople made of plastic\nLook at the shine with my 50 Watt eye\nBut when I got the eye patch I hit the latch\nI fame it to a name from Denver up to Maine\nAnd lovin' deluxe, she won't catch me in no tux\nNah, man I won't honor the style\n\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n\nYo, shorty! Oh my goodness\nHow you doing, my name is Dres, listen-\nOh, isn't that Posdnuos? Oh, my God, yo\nHoney you are-\nYo wassup,yo, man\nLook, what's wrong with me? Honey, heck this out\nDa da da dun dun\nDa da da dun dun\nDa dun dun (Dun dun dun dun)\nDa da dun da da dun da da dun dun (Da da dun dun)\n\nFunny funny how time fly\nWhen you have some\n\nLight on the face cause the focus is the fickle\n'Stead of fusin' I'm a use it to the utilize the trickle\nCaught a rush, but I played hush\nWhile Andres Titus is the grabbin'\nAs a fan will put the hearts to mush\nLush Dalea would hear the public beat\nThe same way for Titus when he Blacked the Sheep\nBut as the Knee went Deep, to deeper off the charts\nThe album faded to black, that's when the amnesia starts\n\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n\nAren't you Dres from Black Sheep?\nOh my god, what are you doing here?\nWho are you here with?\nI'm with my man Pos, you know Pos\nOh yeah, Positive K yo, I like your music\n\n(Stickabush, stickabush, stickabush, stickabush)\n\nHey boy, I watch that star man, shit's all in\nShould I shot it or begin\nI saw bootleggas no shinin'\nI saw Big 4 go get shinin'\nA typical flick was the moment\nWhen the man said\n\"Ain't you?\" Yeah I is 'im\nHush your mouth fallin' in cog\nCaught the light being True dog\nA fist of funk and I pocket that screen\nIn the scene or in between\nGimme but a little bit of the starlight\nI mail my ass to the darkness\nI dig it, I dug it, I dig it, I dug it\nI wiz it, I was it, I wiz it, I was it\nOh Lord let me switch it off\nBecause ya find some'll do it all\nFor the light\n\n(Stop Jivin')","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: En Focus\n  artist: De La Soul\n  album: Buhloone Mindstate (30th Anniversary)\n  duration_ms: 196000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Bio-feed-back\n\n  Ya go \"ichi, ni, san, shi\"\n  I can't cook, but being a cook I'm servin' much to eat\n  I got multiple stabs of jazzy\n  Sassafrassy as I caught the fame of soul\n  Years after mama had me tell ya gladly\n  I plugged for the Tunin'\n  Which cause eyes to zoom in\n  Which put your person into focus\n  No longer Kelvin Mercer but the Posdnuos\n  Plug One yo I found fun\n  In the scribblin' of speak\n  On a naked white sheet\n  Most recognized by my dark-brown self\n  Yo you found some wealth?\n  More in my mind than in my pocket\n  But I's got every Girbaud that ever sagged\n  I met some hoes, met some girls\n  Did a tour that took me all around the world\n  Did a tour that took me all around the world\n\n  I hit the shines but I'm shooin' it now\n  Remember when the floor might have had a spine\n  Well it's all bent over\n  The DayGlo nigga gets the red door mat\n  It's a roller coaster when your shit's burnt toast\n  Now Mr. Club Owner knows your jam\n  When your jam is the jam and there's a tab at the bar\n  My mindstate's great, no thanks I don't drink\n  I sip the bobo, then I kettle it quick\n  I felt the heave in the jeave, tap it in the basement\n  Diggin' my own understanding quick\n  Let me get the single out\n  Think Mr. Radio say the starlight\n  Is the same star bright\n  I'm thinkin' how a nine and a blunt is a switch\n  But turn out the lights and some will go bitch\n  It was one MC after one MC\n  Play the lamp post do the blow wit dynamite\n  Well it's okay and it's alright\n  Cause our birthday cake's external light\n  It'll all get graphic\n  People made of plastic\n  Look at the shine with my 50 Watt eye\n  But when I got the eye patch I hit the latch\n  I fame it to a name from Denver up to Maine\n  And lovin' deluxe, she won't catch me in no tux\n  Nah, man I won't honor the style\n\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n\n  Yo, shorty! Oh my goodness\n  How you doing, my name is Dres, listen-\n  Oh, isn't that Posdnuos? Oh, my God, yo\n  Honey you are-\n  Yo wassup,yo, man\n  Look, what's wrong with me? Honey, heck this out\n  Da da da dun dun\n  Da da da dun dun\n  Da dun dun (Dun dun dun dun)\n  Da da dun da da dun da da dun dun (Da da dun dun)\n\n  Funny funny how time fly\n  When you have some\n\n  Light on the face cause the focus is the fickle\n  'Stead of fusin' I'm a use it to the utilize the trickle\n  Caught a rush, but I played hush\n  While Andres Titus is the grabbin'\n  As a fan will put the hearts to mush\n  Lush Dalea would hear the public beat\n  The same way for Titus when he Blacked the Sheep\n  But as the Knee went Deep, to deeper off the charts\n  The album faded to black, that's when the amnesia starts\n\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n\n  Aren't you Dres from Black Sheep?\n  Oh my god, what are you doing here?\n  Who are you here with?\n  I'm with my man Pos, you know Pos\n  Oh yeah, Positive K yo, I like your music\n\n  (Stickabush, stickabush, stickabush, stickabush)\n\n  Hey boy, I watch that star man, shit's all in\n  Should I shot it or begin\n  I saw bootleggas no shinin'\n  I saw Big 4 go get shinin'\n  A typical flick was the moment\n  When the man said\n  \"Ain't you?\" Yeah I is 'im\n  Hush your mouth fallin' in cog\n  Caught the light being True dog\n  A fist of funk and I pocket that screen\n  In the scene or in between\n  Gimme but a little bit of the starlight\n  I mail my ass to the darkness\n  I dig it, I dug it, I dig it, I dug it\n  I wiz it, I was it, I wiz it, I was it\n  Oh Lord let me switch it off\n  Because ya find some'll do it all\n  For the light\n\n  (Stop Jivin')\n"},{"id":12060762,"name":"En Focus","trackName":"En Focus","artistName":"De La Soul","albumName":"Breakadawn","duration":196.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Bio-feed-back\n\nYa go \"ichi, ni, san, shi\"\nI can't cook, but being a cook I'm servin' much to eat\nI got multiple stabs of jazzy\nSassafrassy as I caught the fame of soul\nYears after mama had me tell ya gladly\nI plugged for the Tunin'\nWhich cause eyes to zoom in\nWhich put your person into focus\nNo longer Kelvin Mercer but the Posdnuos\nPlug One yo I found fun\nIn the scribblin' of speak\nOn a naked white sheet\nMost recognized by my dark-brown self\nYo you found some wealth?\nMore in my mind than in my pocket\nBut I's got every Girbaud that ever sagged\nI met some hoes, met some girls\nDid a tour that took me all around the world\nDid a tour that took me all around the world\n\nI hit the shines but I'm shooin' it now\nRemember when the floor might have had a spine\nWell it's all bent over\nThe DayGlo nigga gets the red door mat\nIt's a roller coaster when your shit's burnt toast\nNow Mr. Club Owner knows your jam\nWhen your jam is the jam and there's a tab at the bar\nMy mindstate's great, no thanks I don't drink\nI sip the bobo, then I kettle it quick\nI felt the heave in the jeave, tap it in the basement\nDiggin' my own understanding quick\nLet me get the single out\nThink Mr. Radio say the starlight\nIs the same star bright\nI'm thinkin' how a nine and a blunt is a switch\nBut turn out the lights and some will go bitch\nIt was one MC after one MC\nPlay the lamp post do the blow wit dynamite\nWell it's okay and it's alright\nCause our birthday cake's external light\nIt'll all get graphic\nPeople made of plastic\nLook at the shine with my 50 Watt eye\nBut when I got the eye patch I hit the latch\nI fame it to a name from Denver up to Maine\nAnd lovin' deluxe, she won't catch me in no tux\nNah, man I won't honor the style\n\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n\nYo, shorty! Oh my goodness\nHow you doing, my name is Dres, listen-\nOh, isn't that Posdnuos? Oh, my God, yo\nHoney you are-\nYo wassup,yo, man\nLook, what's wrong with me? Honey, heck this out\nDa da da dun dun\nDa da da dun dun\nDa dun dun (Dun dun dun dun)\nDa da dun da da dun da da dun dun (Da da dun dun)\n\nFunny funny how time fly\nWhen you have some\n\nLight on the face cause the focus is the fickle\n'Stead of fusin' I'm a use it to the utilize the trickle\nCaught a rush, but I played hush\nWhile Andres Titus is the grabbin'\nAs a fan will put the hearts to mush\nLush Dalea would hear the public beat\nThe same way for Titus when he Blacked the Sheep\nBut as the Knee went Deep, to deeper off the charts\nThe album faded to black, that's when the amnesia starts\n\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n\nAren't you Dres from Black Sheep?\nOh my god, what are you doing here?\nWho are you here with?\nI'm with my man Pos, you know Pos\nOh yeah, Positive K yo, I like your music\n\n(Stickabush, stickabush, stickabush, stickabush)\n\nHey boy, I watch that star man, shit's all in\nShould I shot it or begin\nI saw bootleggas no shinin'\nI saw Big 4 go get shinin'\nA typical flick was the moment\nWhen the man said\n\"Ain't you?\" Yeah I is 'im\nHush your mouth fallin' in cog\nCaught the light being True dog\nA fist of funk and I pocket that screen\nIn the scene or in between\nGimme but a little bit of the starlight\nI mail my ass to the darkness\nI dig it, I dug it, I dig it, I dug it\nI wiz it, I was it, I wiz it, I was it\nOh Lord let me switch it off\nBecause ya find some'll do it all\nFor the light\n\n(Stop Jivin')","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: En Focus\n  artist: De La Soul\n  album: Breakadawn\n  duration_ms: 196000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Bio-feed-back\n\n  Ya go \"ichi, ni, san, shi\"\n  I can't cook, but being a cook I'm servin' much to eat\n  I got multiple stabs of jazzy\n  Sassafrassy as I caught the fame of soul\n  Years after mama had me tell ya gladly\n  I plugged for the Tunin'\n  Which cause eyes to zoom in\n  Which put your person into focus\n  No longer Kelvin Mercer but the Posdnuos\n  Plug One yo I found fun\n  In the scribblin' of speak\n  On a naked white sheet\n  Most recognized by my dark-brown self\n  Yo you found some wealth?\n  More in my mind than in my pocket\n  But I's got every Girbaud that ever sagged\n  I met some hoes, met some girls\n  Did a tour that took me all around the world\n  Did a tour that took me all around the world\n\n  I hit the shines but I'm shooin' it now\n  Remember when the floor might have had a spine\n  Well it's all bent over\n  The DayGlo nigga gets the red door mat\n  It's a roller coaster when your shit's burnt toast\n  Now Mr. Club Owner knows your jam\n  When your jam is the jam and there's a tab at the bar\n  My mindstate's great, no thanks I don't drink\n  I sip the bobo, then I kettle it quick\n  I felt the heave in the jeave, tap it in the basement\n  Diggin' my own understanding quick\n  Let me get the single out\n  Think Mr. Radio say the starlight\n  Is the same star bright\n  I'm thinkin' how a nine and a blunt is a switch\n  But turn out the lights and some will go bitch\n  It was one MC after one MC\n  Play the lamp post do the blow wit dynamite\n  Well it's okay and it's alright\n  Cause our birthday cake's external light\n  It'll all get graphic\n  People made of plastic\n  Look at the shine with my 50 Watt eye\n  But when I got the eye patch I hit the latch\n  I fame it to a name from Denver up to Maine\n  And lovin' deluxe, she won't catch me in no tux\n  Nah, man I won't honor the style\n\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n\n  Yo, shorty! Oh my goodness\n  How you doing, my name is Dres, listen-\n  Oh, isn't that Posdnuos? Oh, my God, yo\n  Honey you are-\n  Yo wassup,yo, man\n  Look, what's wrong with me? Honey, heck this out\n  Da da da dun dun\n  Da da da dun dun\n  Da dun dun (Dun dun dun dun)\n  Da da dun da da dun da da dun dun (Da da dun dun)\n\n  Funny funny how time fly\n  When you have some\n\n  Light on the face cause the focus is the fickle\n  'Stead of fusin' I'm a use it to the utilize the trickle\n  Caught a rush, but I played hush\n  While Andres Titus is the grabbin'\n  As a fan will put the hearts to mush\n  Lush Dalea would hear the public beat\n  The same way for Titus when he Blacked the Sheep\n  But as the Knee went Deep, to deeper off the charts\n  The album faded to black, that's when the amnesia starts\n\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n\n  Aren't you Dres from Black Sheep?\n  Oh my god, what are you doing here?\n  Who are you here with?\n  I'm with my man Pos, you know Pos\n  Oh yeah, Positive K yo, I like your music\n\n  (Stickabush, stickabush, stickabush, stickabush)\n\n  Hey boy, I watch that star man, shit's all in\n  Should I shot it or begin\n  I saw bootleggas no shinin'\n  I saw Big 4 go get shinin'\n  A typical flick was the moment\n  When the man said\n  \"Ain't you?\" Yeah I is 'im\n  Hush your mouth fallin' in cog\n  Caught the light being True dog\n  A fist of funk and I pocket that screen\n  In the scene or in between\n  Gimme but a little bit of the starlight\n  I mail my ass to the darkness\n  I dig it, I dug it, I dig it, I dug it\n  I wiz it, I was it, I wiz it, I was it\n  Oh Lord let me switch it off\n  Because ya find some'll do it all\n  For the light\n\n  (Stop Jivin')\n"},{"id":12060757,"name":"En Focus","trackName":"En Focus","artistName":"De La Soul","albumName":"Breakadawn","duration":197.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Bio-feed-back\n\nYa go \"ichi, ni, san, shi\"\nI can't cook, but being a cook I'm servin' much to eat\nI got multiple stabs of jazzy\nSassafrassy as I caught the fame of soul\nYears after mama had me tell ya gladly\nI plugged for the Tunin'\nWhich cause eyes to zoom in\nWhich put your person into focus\nNo longer Kelvin Mercer but the Posdnuos\nPlug One yo I found fun\nIn the scribblin' of speak\nOn a naked white sheet\nMost recognized by my dark-brown self\nYo you found some wealth?\nMore in my mind than in my pocket\nBut I's got every Girbaud that ever sagged\nI met some hoes, met some girls\nDid a tour that took me all around the world\nDid a tour that took me all around the world\n\nI hit the shines but I'm shooin' it now\nRemember when the floor might have had a spine\nWell it's all bent over\nThe DayGlo nigga gets the red door mat\nIt's a roller coaster when your shit's burnt toast\nNow Mr. Club Owner knows your jam\nWhen your jam is the jam and there's a tab at the bar\nMy mindstate's great, no thanks I don't drink\nI sip the bobo, then I kettle it quick\nI felt the heave in the jeave, tap it in the basement\nDiggin' my own understanding quick\nLet me get the single out\nThink Mr. Radio say the starlight\nIs the same star bright\nI'm thinkin' how a nine and a blunt is a switch\nBut turn out the lights and some will go bitch\nIt was one MC after one MC\nPlay the lamp post do the blow wit dynamite\nWell it's okay and it's alright\nCause our birthday cake's external light\nIt'll all get graphic\nPeople made of plastic\nLook at the shine with my 50 Watt eye\nBut when I got the eye patch I hit the latch\nI fame it to a name from Denver up to Maine\nAnd lovin' deluxe, she won't catch me in no tux\nNah, man I won't honor the style\n\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n\nYo, shorty! Oh my goodness\nHow you doing, my name is Dres, listen-\nOh, isn't that Posdnuos? Oh, my God, yo\nHoney you are-\nYo wassup,yo, man\nLook, what's wrong with me? Honey, heck this out\nDa da da dun dun\nDa da da dun dun\nDa dun dun (Dun dun dun dun)\nDa da dun da da dun da da dun dun (Da da dun dun)\n\nFunny funny how time fly\nWhen you have some\n\nLight on the face cause the focus is the fickle\n'Stead of fusin' I'm a use it to the utilize the trickle\nCaught a rush, but I played hush\nWhile Andres Titus is the grabbin'\nAs a fan will put the hearts to mush\nLush Dalea would hear the public beat\nThe same way for Titus when he Blacked the Sheep\nBut as the Knee went Deep, to deeper off the charts\nThe album faded to black, that's when the amnesia starts\n\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n\nAren't you Dres from Black Sheep?\nOh my god, what are you doing here?\nWho are you here with?\nI'm with my man Pos, you know Pos\nOh yeah, Positive K yo, I like your music\n\n(Stickabush, stickabush, stickabush, stickabush)\n\nHey boy, I watch that star man, shit's all in\nShould I shot it or begin\nI saw bootleggas no shinin'\nI saw Big 4 go get shinin'\nA typical flick was the moment\nWhen the man said\n\"Ain't you?\" Yeah I is 'im\nHush your mouth fallin' in cog\nCaught the light being True dog\nA fist of funk and I pocket that screen\nIn the scene or in between\nGimme but a little bit of the starlight\nI mail my ass to the darkness\nI dig it, I dug it, I dig it, I dug it\nI wiz it, I was it, I wiz it, I was it\nOh Lord let me switch it off\nBecause ya find some'll do it all\nFor the light\n\n(Stop Jivin')","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: En Focus\n  artist: De La Soul\n  album: Breakadawn\n  duration_ms: 197000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Bio-feed-back\n\n  Ya go \"ichi, ni, san, shi\"\n  I can't cook, but being a cook I'm servin' much to eat\n  I got multiple stabs of jazzy\n  Sassafrassy as I caught the fame of soul\n  Years after mama had me tell ya gladly\n  I plugged for the Tunin'\n  Which cause eyes to zoom in\n  Which put your person into focus\n  No longer Kelvin Mercer but the Posdnuos\n  Plug One yo I found fun\n  In the scribblin' of speak\n  On a naked white sheet\n  Most recognized by my dark-brown self\n  Yo you found some wealth?\n  More in my mind than in my pocket\n  But I's got every Girbaud that ever sagged\n  I met some hoes, met some girls\n  Did a tour that took me all around the world\n  Did a tour that took me all around the world\n\n  I hit the shines but I'm shooin' it now\n  Remember when the floor might have had a spine\n  Well it's all bent over\n  The DayGlo nigga gets the red door mat\n  It's a roller coaster when your shit's burnt toast\n  Now Mr. Club Owner knows your jam\n  When your jam is the jam and there's a tab at the bar\n  My mindstate's great, no thanks I don't drink\n  I sip the bobo, then I kettle it quick\n  I felt the heave in the jeave, tap it in the basement\n  Diggin' my own understanding quick\n  Let me get the single out\n  Think Mr. Radio say the starlight\n  Is the same star bright\n  I'm thinkin' how a nine and a blunt is a switch\n  But turn out the lights and some will go bitch\n  It was one MC after one MC\n  Play the lamp post do the blow wit dynamite\n  Well it's okay and it's alright\n  Cause our birthday cake's external light\n  It'll all get graphic\n  People made of plastic\n  Look at the shine with my 50 Watt eye\n  But when I got the eye patch I hit the latch\n  I fame it to a name from Denver up to Maine\n  And lovin' deluxe, she won't catch me in no tux\n  Nah, man I won't honor the style\n\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n\n  Yo, shorty! Oh my goodness\n  How you doing, my name is Dres, listen-\n  Oh, isn't that Posdnuos? Oh, my God, yo\n  Honey you are-\n  Yo wassup,yo, man\n  Look, what's wrong with me? Honey, heck this out\n  Da da da dun dun\n  Da da da dun dun\n  Da dun dun (Dun dun dun dun)\n  Da da dun da da dun da da dun dun (Da da dun dun)\n\n  Funny funny how time fly\n  When you have some\n\n  Light on the face cause the focus is the fickle\n  'Stead of fusin' I'm a use it to the utilize the trickle\n  Caught a rush, but I played hush\n  While Andres Titus is the grabbin'\n  As a fan will put the hearts to mush\n  Lush Dalea would hear the public beat\n  The same way for Titus when he Blacked the Sheep\n  But as the Knee went Deep, to deeper off the charts\n  The album faded to black, that's when the amnesia starts\n\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n\n  Aren't you Dres from Black Sheep?\n  Oh my god, what are you doing here?\n  Who are you here with?\n  I'm with my man Pos, you know Pos\n  Oh yeah, Positive K yo, I like your music\n\n  (Stickabush, stickabush, stickabush, stickabush)\n\n  Hey boy, I watch that star man, shit's all in\n  Should I shot it or begin\n  I saw bootleggas no shinin'\n  I saw Big 4 go get shinin'\n  A typical flick was the moment\n  When the man said\n  \"Ain't you?\" Yeah I is 'im\n  Hush your mouth fallin' in cog\n  Caught the light being True dog\n  A fist of funk and I pocket that screen\n  In the scene or in between\n  Gimme but a little bit of the starlight\n  I mail my ass to the darkness\n  I dig it, I dug it, I dig it, I dug it\n  I wiz it, I was it, I wiz it, I was it\n  Oh Lord let me switch it off\n  Because ya find some'll do it all\n  For the light\n\n  (Stop Jivin')\n"}]