Boxy Brown

[Intro: Meatwad] Meet my new best friend Boxy brown [Uh-uh fool! Step back] You best listen to boxy, now He don’t play [Verse 1: Classick] Sweet sixteen’s like it was my birthday I see the presents so I’m strivin to get that cake No need to wait kuz the Vibe said “Go For Broke” Makin beats like Mr. Drummand…Different Strokes Dudes tend to choke when enterin deep water Shallower than a kiddie pool meant for they daughter So why bother…when I can rock wit the best Most def can tell by the stones on the neck FRESH! Like a loaf a bread out the oven R.S.V.P: tell that chick I’m commin Found a new balance, it’s the game that I’m runnin Better stay on track kuz the soul train was summoned Plus it’s jumpin like a bird from the nest Wit my boy eagle so we soarin past all the pests And at a college party: plastic cup politics Until the boys come and shut down all that shit [Verse 2: Eagle] Get used to the style kuz this the new rap shit Feelin Shaggy…Mr. Boombastic ZOINKS! The beat is just a new snack and Imagine what the kid can do Blasted?! Perfect Fit: this is you, Classick Tell them whack rappers “Pick a new practice” Don’t be Sealy, get a new Matress …look how twisted ya back is Sleepin on me too long you get a bed sore Maybe you should start usin ya head more What you wanna talk about shootin the lead for Ya crew goes *whoop* put the blues n the reds on AWWWW was that too over ya scalp? You LOST when I open my mouth PAUSE…yall already know what I’m bout Of COURSE. I’m in a zone and I’m out