Boxes (Interlude)
I'm boxed in
I'm caught in a
Web of nonsense
It's often I
Feel I'm not shit
Hip-hop is the only thing I got
Don't give a fuck 'bout my options
As long as I'm killin' beats and boppin' (Uh, yeah)
(I said killin' beats and boppin')
Sick of the life that I'm livin', but not switchin' it up
Givin' a fuck about a minimal buck
I wager that's only half of my luck
Trapped in a cage, shackled in rage with the weight of a truck
Upon my shoulders
Fuck with me, I'm colder
Than any iced-up prick who thinks they're bolder
Hold up
Fold up the chair, homie, you know what's
About to happen
I'm snappin' the necks of jokers
I don't fuck with clowns
I just roll up to the pound
Snatch the crown off the biggest dog in hold-up
Off the leash, I'm king-speakin' belief
Max capacity, I'm gonna reach
Upward climb, the peak is in my sights
Write rhymes and speak what's on my mind
Tough times won't hold me back from shinin'
I'm a motherfuckin' knight
Best believe I am ridin' my horse into the sunset
A four-door Porsche
If I fall, then I'll get up quick
There ain't nothin' I can't do 'cause winnin' is my function
I was born to run shit
I'm caught in a
Web of nonsense
It's often I
Feel I'm not shit
Hip-hop is the only thing I got
Don't give a fuck 'bout my options
As long as I'm killin' beats and boppin' (Uh, yeah)
(I said killin' beats and boppin')
Sick of the life that I'm livin', but not switchin' it up
Givin' a fuck about a minimal buck
I wager that's only half of my luck
Trapped in a cage, shackled in rage with the weight of a truck
Upon my shoulders
Fuck with me, I'm colder
Than any iced-up prick who thinks they're bolder
Hold up
Fold up the chair, homie, you know what's
About to happen
I'm snappin' the necks of jokers
I don't fuck with clowns
I just roll up to the pound
Snatch the crown off the biggest dog in hold-up
Off the leash, I'm king-speakin' belief
Max capacity, I'm gonna reach
Upward climb, the peak is in my sights
Write rhymes and speak what's on my mind
Tough times won't hold me back from shinin'
I'm a motherfuckin' knight
Best believe I am ridin' my horse into the sunset
A four-door Porsche
If I fall, then I'll get up quick
There ain't nothin' I can't do 'cause winnin' is my function
I was born to run shit
Credits
Writer(s): Jeremy Barnes
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