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The Boombox Saints Lyrics

Verse 1
hey you ain't gotta lie to kick it and you ain't gotta drop names I get it- its RedCloud and pigeon we outta prison so don't sound offended
and if you cant stand the heat then get out of the mic booth the peechee folder full of haikus mind you- really couldn't read em all if you tried to get a corduroy pillow if you wanna make headlines its way past your bedtime when I tell you bout the game, the game its all day when a brother b**ping Dana Dane its all day when a brother thinks he's Steve McQueen and go lean out of his jeep with a mugg that's mean its all- CA all day all day get out my way before the speaker box ricochets bring a bat and a midnight snack, the click- clacking sagging in my black dragon- Big mackin' yeah- tell me if its boom bapin' Phil Jackson of the Syntax hits chin checking cats that's distracting happen right now with fist to face action but in actuality I ain't asking protecting my land with gats and ski maskin' harassment justice and peace, nope.
beat sure is dope freestyles my passion
Chorus
The boombox is playing my song all along the boondocks LA to Hong Kong from the Congo jungle and back to Compton we be rocking it rock on
Verse 2
Peace to my people: sirROCDOMZ and Shane Brandon of SackFash MaxOne blow ya brain and the beautiful cuts of wise one wonderboy yeah, bust MotionPlus bust bring the noise Kaboose coming through, spitting indian raps to this Bemidji Minnesota syntax Minneapolis pump yo fists up in the air like this punks get dissed yall ain't prepared like this Paranorml man of war promote an encore linking up with Supaman when I'm out on tour 2000 crows, fax and foe-teen soundtracks no smokescreens bros raps are so clean gosh darn it bombarding odd Thomas DJ bobbito the cops coming Rezofficial here to keep you safe from evil Sev Statik Playdough stay golden my people boombox
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