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