Les paroles de la chanson
« Concentrate »
Xzibit
Heavy drums
Chant - "Nam Myoho Renge Kyo"
Drums
Clapping
(Hook)
Concentrate (said 8 x’s)
(Verse 1)
Meditate, levitate
Greetings from the Golden State
Mr X to tha Z
Concentrate, come walk with me
Your sh*t sound so awkwardly
I don’t rhyme just stomp down beats
Real estate, section 8
Which one would you rather take?
Concentrate, move that weight
Show me how you regulate
Hold up, wait, that sh*ts fake
Get these ni*gas up out my face
Shake the room, bend the spoon
Turn this up, now stay in tune
Hypnotized by the way she moves
Take your time, you might arrive too soon
HAHAHAHA
(Hook)
Concentrate (said 8 x’s along w/ "Nam Myoho Renge Kyo")
(Chorus)
Bring that back
What is that
Oh my Lord, she got back
So precise
So intact
Oh my God
Who is that?
(Verse 2)
Hibernate, consumate
Man was made to procreate
My estate generates
As if my family name was Gates
Days of grace, lift big plates
Why be good, ni*ga go be great
Hit the brakes
Crack them crates
Have you on the run going state to state
Concentrate, demonstrate
Mind over mayhem, no mistakes
Lift some weights, eat some steaks
But you really don’t want that face to face
But let’s relax, Check your traps
Don’t let your concentration snap
I love the way she arch her back
Like how muthaf**kahs suppose to handle that! (haaaah)
(Hook)
Concentrate (8 x’s w/ "Nam Myoho Renge Kyo")
(Chorus)
Bring that back
What is that
Oh my Lord, she got back
So precise
So intact
Oh my God
Who is that
(Verse 3)
Breathe control
Touch your soul
Just maintain, don’t loose control
Participate, congratulate
Cause everything else be seen as hate
Remain in place, the same mind state
Get off your ass and celebrate
Congregate, associate
Don’t f**k yourself procrastinate
Dialate to an all time great
Calculate the next move I make
Crack the safe, keep that ace
In my waistband just in case
I’m no rat, can’t run your race
Not too good, don’t fit my taste
I love that way she make that shake (wooo)
Makin’ it hard to concentrate
(Chorus)
Bring that back
What is that
Oh my Lord, she got back
So precise
So intact
Oh my Lord
Who is that
(Hook)
Concentrate (8 x’s w/ "Nam Myoho Renge Kyo")
Beats
Drums/claps
Synth music
"Nam Myoho Renge Kyo" (to close)
Chant - "Nam Myoho Renge Kyo"
Drums
Clapping
(Hook)
Concentrate (said 8 x’s)
(Verse 1)
Meditate, levitate
Greetings from the Golden State
Mr X to tha Z
Concentrate, come walk with me
Your sh*t sound so awkwardly
I don’t rhyme just stomp down beats
Real estate, section 8
Which one would you rather take?
Concentrate, move that weight
Show me how you regulate
Hold up, wait, that sh*ts fake
Get these ni*gas up out my face
Shake the room, bend the spoon
Turn this up, now stay in tune
Hypnotized by the way she moves
Take your time, you might arrive too soon
HAHAHAHA
(Hook)
Concentrate (said 8 x’s along w/ "Nam Myoho Renge Kyo")
(Chorus)
Bring that back
What is that
Oh my Lord, she got back
So precise
So intact
Oh my God
Who is that?
(Verse 2)
Hibernate, consumate
Man was made to procreate
My estate generates
As if my family name was Gates
Days of grace, lift big plates
Why be good, ni*ga go be great
Hit the brakes
Crack them crates
Have you on the run going state to state
Concentrate, demonstrate
Mind over mayhem, no mistakes
Lift some weights, eat some steaks
But you really don’t want that face to face
But let’s relax, Check your traps
Don’t let your concentration snap
I love the way she arch her back
Like how muthaf**kahs suppose to handle that! (haaaah)
(Hook)
Concentrate (8 x’s w/ "Nam Myoho Renge Kyo")
(Chorus)
Bring that back
What is that
Oh my Lord, she got back
So precise
So intact
Oh my God
Who is that
(Verse 3)
Breathe control
Touch your soul
Just maintain, don’t loose control
Participate, congratulate
Cause everything else be seen as hate
Remain in place, the same mind state
Get off your ass and celebrate
Congregate, associate
Don’t f**k yourself procrastinate
Dialate to an all time great
Calculate the next move I make
Crack the safe, keep that ace
In my waistband just in case
I’m no rat, can’t run your race
Not too good, don’t fit my taste
I love that way she make that shake (wooo)
Makin’ it hard to concentrate
(Chorus)
Bring that back
What is that
Oh my Lord, she got back
So precise
So intact
Oh my Lord
Who is that
(Hook)
Concentrate (8 x’s w/ "Nam Myoho Renge Kyo")
Beats
Drums/claps
Synth music
"Nam Myoho Renge Kyo" (to close)
