[Verse One] [Magestik Legend]:
We all started unified as one
Like the bullet in a gun
No Pulitzer Prize or Oscars
It was fun
We bullied the block like mobsters
We was young
Payin' for time like bondsmen in the slum
Packed up in the studio
Rappin' in the booth, 'bout the size of a cubical
Ironic?
Spendin' cash to find dollars, defyin' logic
Skippin' class in the lab like a science project
Controlled by remote
Livin' by a different codes
Different Strokes, my brothers took different roads
Wasn't sniffin' coke but the scent of being dope
Was like gold to a criminal, this I didn't know
Home wasn't really home
It was all competition for the throne
Now my niggas is niggas I used to know
Knew you for years now it's musical chairs
But where do we stand when the music stops?
The music box
[Chorus]:
And it don't stop
Don't know y'all
And it does stop
And it don't stop
And don't know y'all
And it does stop
Yes yes y'all
And it does stop
A no no y'all
And it does stop
It's like that y'all
It's like that y'all
It's like that y'all
[Verse Two] [Magestik Legend]:
It's to the Glock pop, it was hot box like a microwave
Forget a stock option
Top rhymin' gets psycho paid
Crazy cash
Momma made me mad said, "Go to college."
Voted not to
Wish I could take it back like deposits
Open bottles surround my couch
This is called enjoyment?
? knew a nigga on that unemployment
Relationships goin' down the toilet
Cause all I got is raps for me in the red
So many thoughts goin' through my head
Do I need a new career?
My homies all locked up, payin' dues is dear
This is for y'all
Must continue to win
For the cause right?
What am I doin'? Feelin' stuck around haters with a foolish grin
These motherfucker's smile faker than a moving chair
Minutes on a clock tick you off when you stuck in second
Directory said you are here
Reality is a motherfucker, now she pregnant
Better take responsibility and count your blessings
We all had dreams until we wake up
And them nightmares is like medicine
Just take 'em or don't sleep
These motherfuckers take this culture too sacred
How the hell you O.G. when you owe Gs?
You don't work you don't eat
A lot of artists livin' in these cold streets
Cause they never knew to stop
The music box
[Chorus]:
And it don't stop
No no y'all and it does stop
It's like that y'all
And it don't stop
And let 'em know y'all
And it does stop
It's like that y'all
And it don't stop
A yes yes y'all and it does stop
A yes yes y'all and it does stop
It's like y'all
It's like y'all
The music box
The Music Box was produced by Astronote.