Outta The Boxx
Why you wanna put me in a box
Why you wanna put me in a box
Why ya wanna put me in a box
Why ya wanna stop my progress
Lock me in a man made jail cell
Keep a label on my forehead
Wanna trap me up
Like a Christmas present wrap me up
Cage my gift like a wild beast
Walking me on yo short leash
Hide me in the closet
No one around then ya
Flaunt me like a side piece
Dressed me up
Took me to the feast
And won't let me eat
Ttrying to starve me
Can't you see I'm hungry
All because I chose to be me
Turned your back and left me lonely
What's up wit that
Where they do that at
Did yo best to bring me down but
Found no weapon formed could harm me
Doing what I can
Everything you haters can't stand
Hope dealing all across the land
JG a Holy caravan
Rolling with the lion and the lamb
And we represent the Great I AM
Mohawks Tattoos J's on our feet Grill'D up
Ready to expose HIS plan
Bussin straight out the box
Why you wanna put me in a box
Why you wanna put me in a box
No Mo waiting or stalling
Cashed every chip cause I'm all in
Evangelize and be different and
Make a difference yep I embrace it
Don't sweat the paper don't chase it
Salt of the earth I can taste it
Givin another chance to do a great work
And YO I won't waste it
We broke the chain of bandage yo
And they don't like that
They threw away the key I laughed
Didn't even fight back
A voice told me be still and know
And I'd never lack
Started walking to the beat
Of a different drum now they say
That he think He all dat
Recognize that I'm fearfully
And wonderfully made so I can rap this thang
Dance and act this thang
Autotune, have a sing along in
F sharp while I toe tap
To the strings of a Harp
Yeah I can do all things
Whateva I put my mind to
Ain't gotta see it to believe
Winning without even tryin 2
Like Paul and Silas I'm breaking out
Knockin down them Prison doors
Running out the back
Then come thru the front
And still preach and rap
On the prison tour
It ain't hard tryin to find me
Peculiar hey but don't mind me
Wanna dictionary define me
You get three words
Get behind me
Say ya rocking wit me bruh
But ain't took the time to know my story
Slapped a genre on me
Tossed me in a category
Sent me in the Lions den
Then walked away ignored me
Got the juice like Bishop
Then switched up
But that's ok
That's alright
Cause I'm a stay ten toes down
With the movement driven on
Positive energy setting the captives free
Bussin straight out the box
Why you wanna put me in a box
Why ya wanna put me in a box
Why ya wanna stop my progress
Lock me in a man made jail cell
Keep a label on my forehead
Wanna trap me up
Like a Christmas present wrap me up
Cage my gift like a wild beast
Walking me on yo short leash
Hide me in the closet
No one around then ya
Flaunt me like a side piece
Dressed me up
Took me to the feast
And won't let me eat
Ttrying to starve me
Can't you see I'm hungry
All because I chose to be me
Turned your back and left me lonely
What's up wit that
Where they do that at
Did yo best to bring me down but
Found no weapon formed could harm me
Doing what I can
Everything you haters can't stand
Hope dealing all across the land
JG a Holy caravan
Rolling with the lion and the lamb
And we represent the Great I AM
Mohawks Tattoos J's on our feet Grill'D up
Ready to expose HIS plan
Bussin straight out the box
Why you wanna put me in a box
Why you wanna put me in a box
No Mo waiting or stalling
Cashed every chip cause I'm all in
Evangelize and be different and
Make a difference yep I embrace it
Don't sweat the paper don't chase it
Salt of the earth I can taste it
Givin another chance to do a great work
And YO I won't waste it
We broke the chain of bandage yo
And they don't like that
They threw away the key I laughed
Didn't even fight back
A voice told me be still and know
And I'd never lack
Started walking to the beat
Of a different drum now they say
That he think He all dat
Recognize that I'm fearfully
And wonderfully made so I can rap this thang
Dance and act this thang
Autotune, have a sing along in
F sharp while I toe tap
To the strings of a Harp
Yeah I can do all things
Whateva I put my mind to
Ain't gotta see it to believe
Winning without even tryin 2
Like Paul and Silas I'm breaking out
Knockin down them Prison doors
Running out the back
Then come thru the front
And still preach and rap
On the prison tour
It ain't hard tryin to find me
Peculiar hey but don't mind me
Wanna dictionary define me
You get three words
Get behind me
Say ya rocking wit me bruh
But ain't took the time to know my story
Slapped a genre on me
Tossed me in a category
Sent me in the Lions den
Then walked away ignored me
Got the juice like Bishop
Then switched up
But that's ok
That's alright
Cause I'm a stay ten toes down
With the movement driven on
Positive energy setting the captives free
Bussin straight out the box
Credits
Writer(s): Arested Flanagan
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