Lyrics:
?that box? tech n9ne
Turn me up a little bit louder rob, 'cause I want all the ass shakers to feel this shit yadda mean, tech n9ne
Ha, check it out,
playin for a $20 sack of indo
And a $35 gift certificate to the Compton Swap Meet
Alright y'all bitches got thirty seconds to answer five motherfucking
box
I want to give you... Yeshua
Crowd worshiping...
Healer, protecter, way maker...
Crowd worshiping...
Crowd worshiping...
Yeshua
Looks just like Ginuwine
I know you been tappin that spine
Or could it be that nigga doin time
That got that stupid ass in the box
Back in 99 when
stocks (Cash)
I'ma be getting certificates (Huh?)
Can't put me inside of a box (Yeah)
I'm versatile and significant (Uh)
I'ma flex up any chance that I get
This Drop Top
Maker her body rock
That's ah Hop Scot
She Tic Toc
You know we on the clock
I check my wrist watch
She Flip Flop
We at the Dip & Dots
& Later
You annihilated
You annihilated
Box shaped
Okay times up
Jokes over
You don't wanna meet your maker
Reaper chew you up
You a Now & Later
Wanna be
act, how tough you talk, a body is a body when it's outlined in chalk, so judge not
Soldier, leave it to your maker, the battle isn't over till you're
Thought I was pimpin' 'til I felt like Nas, the first
Date 'cause I think I gave you power when I gave you flowers
In a vase, a box of chocolates, throat
Thought I was pimpin' 'til I felt like Nas, the first
Date 'cause I think I gave you power when I gave you flowers
In a vase, a box of chocolates, throat
certificate to the Compton swap meet
Alright y'all beotches got 30 seconds to answer five
motherfuckin questions
Lonnie, you're ready wit that clock?
Well
I gone completely mad?
Am I lookin' at my children's dad?
White picket fence
Marriage certificate
Face I can search for in a crowd
Cute joint bank
neck in
Why'd you think you're better
Little rubber-necker
No one likes a trouble maker
Pull up your socks
There's nothing to see here
Why'd you have
on your knees
I hear the horrid voices
Of someone else's angels
I broken open the box
When I spoke the spell
And I became
An entrance wound
To your
openin' cases, deal or no deal?
My birth certificate say, "Silent Hill"
L.a. County said my bounty get killed
The shit they can't stomach, who took bad
a box (Look)
I ain't never shook by the thought of a hater (I don't even have one)
Maybe I will later (Maybe)
Right now I'm just focused on my Maker
Plus
breach the box
Embrace your locks
And release
What is meant to be
Is meant for me
Free all my brothers in correctional Cause of bogus confessional nothing
the hiatus
Ima money chaser
Every day ima
Money maker
I never liked teachers
But I relate every day
I count through the paper
I need a big house
Real big house
start performing
Locked in a box here for years just recording
Throwing all the knives from the
Kitchen at my boredom
Gotta cut the cake and I
Ain't even
I made my way through the fire Never give up
At least not til your dead
When you go and see the maker Im sinking to the undertaker
But Im screaming
to reach the top climbing this elevator
Run this marathon until I see my maker
I’m going in until I see 100 acres
If it ain’t about the money homie I’ll see
riddle snakes like crash box
We go ham get out the sandlot
It's a freak of nature (Freak)
Causing unexpected shit
So you can meet your maker(Lord)
Heard
riddle snakes like crash box
We go ham get out the sandlot
It's a freak of nature (Freak)
Causing unexpected shit
So you can meet your maker(Lord)
Heard
Needle in my back
You put me in a box
And change the locks
You know I can't get out
You'll never let me out
I've given you the benefit of doubt I
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