Soul like a speed bump
Bust it, coming straight from the Boon Dox
Coming straight from the Boon Dox
But it's mine, Einstein, just like the nine
[Unverified]
I know what
Thanks to Lyor Cohen and Russell Simmons
And a I stuck a nigga in his gut
Wit the be-bop, can't you see hopps
So back up off me, break North you see
(What happen E-D)
Down wit Def Jam
No half steppin', my nine, a black tech
Now what
Rap maniac, brainiac on a fly track
[Unverified] and make you jump
Yo, I waxed ugly bastards
No static, Uncle Sam, I got mad loot
[Unverified]
Coming straight from the Boon Dox
(Where you coming, E)
A true troop, rugged, stomp in tims boots
(What)
When my tune stomps like Sasquatch
And Uzi, I'm psycho crazy
I throw a clean fight, can't leave it messy
You better slow down 'cuz I'm top notch
Boy, your mouth shut
(Woo, woo)
Don't ever try to do me, baby
Yeah, but for now child, bow wow
I'm [unverified] competition, never outlasting
I'm on a roll and the Mic Doc just can't stop
1, 2, 1, 2, mic check and I'm packed wit the fire weapon
So get these nuts because the Squad's butt
Coming straight from the Boon Dox
I took a stick of dynamite and blew 'em up, right
Yo, I'm swinging wild, G, chill or catch a speed knock
Popping ying-yang, no skills wit the hand swing
Coming straight from the Boon Dox
I wreck a party in half and then I'm Swayze
So Mr. Bartender, give me a scotch on the rock
Coming straight from the Boon Dox
Another hit from the Sqaud it's a small thing
Coming straight from the Boon Dox
Who's grabbing my bozack
Yea, I'm still wrecking house, so what's up
And pump your hands in the air
Coming straight from the Boon Dox
Then boom, I knock 'em out like Mike
My blow is super like Joe Pesci
Coming straight from the Boon Dox
Before I break out, let's make a toast
Rockin' my jock, loaded for primetime
And after I'm finish my drink then E's ghost
I'm saying peace from the Boon Dox
For crying out loud, my style is buckwhyled
Straight from Strong Isle, peace to the ooh child
