Boombox Lyrics

Yo, so, here I come with my boombox

Paired with my shoes are my cool socks

The way I stop time, I got 'em buyin' new clocks

Everybody got their eyes on me, like I'm 2PAC

Or maybe just like SEVENTEEN, I am too HOT

Call me Cupid, 'cause you will get shot

If you doin' somethin' stupid, then don't get caught

And don't you take my spot

Yeah, the throne is only mine

Not yours, or your dad's, or your grandpa's

Music and covers in OPG is like the virus

CAMP Music is the vaccine to all this madness

And all of these people lack practice

Yeah, we treat each other equally

And peacefully, in terms of status

I'm as sharp as a cactus

So, now you better get anxious

I'm like depression, man, I bring the sadness

And the light that you see, it'll turn into blackness

Come into my crib, shoes off, then you sit

I just wanna talk, about something real quick

If you rap about this and this and all this

Tell me, why don't you own a single little thing

You are what you eat, you are not what you spit

So, I suggest that you should just quit

If you can't keep up, then just don't give up

And if you do, then you be lookin' so dumb

Yeah, uh, keep hiding, and I'll blow up your spot

It takes a lot, just to be at the top, and I don't stop

And I won't stop, and if I did

Why'd I even try to start it in the first place?

And now, I know why, I'm on the first place

'Cause I conquer these wannabes at a fast pace

With no grace, period, and no mercy

You'll be going down like 24 on the jersey

When I came to POMI, I thought I was the only

And somehow there was somebody on top of me

And there's another, so that's two

Like the World Trade Center

I'm the airplane, they go ka-boom!

15 million streams, that's my impact

Call me Mike Tyson, you gon' get smacked

No, not Will Smith, Chris Rock, that's that

You takin' the way, while I'm makin' my own path

Keep on saying that we'll rise

But your content is so dry

In seconds, you would've died

And you didn't even try

Your hardest, and honest way to expand

A genre with more supply and less demand

'Cause every single one of you

Artists are good for nothing

You makin' music, but you're not charting

You'll be departing, and if you think

I'm starting to speak the facts

Well, you better hit rewind, 'cause I just did that

And if you wanna be the best than the rest

Better get some action

'Cause faith without work is dead

And if you wanna beat the best of the best

Better get some action

Actually, stop it, it's just useless

When I bring my boombox

People will be speechless

They will listen to every

Single word in my speech and

When I bring my boombox, better be prepared

'Cause in this arena, nobody will be spared

And my bars are sweet like chocolate

Your song is just a faucet called chocolate

And it hits better when I pause it

Seein' all the money, I better make a deposit

DistroVault, you can't steal, I'mma lock it

And the sound of silence is nothing but

The sound you'll hear when I beat you up

And you say that next year which is this year

You'll be releasing hits, but the fact is that

You'll be releasing, what's the other word? Feces

Yeah, and in an award show

You'll be goin' home with the freebies

See these nuts, got ya, I'm a difference species

Forget peace, and all of these treaties

I see your downfall, it's in 3D, really?

Nah, man, it's in 4D, it's in real life

And you'll soon realize, that your music is nothing But for me to wake up before the time

So, I can turn it off, and start the morning right

Without hearing your garbage called music, right?

And I got 15 million streams

I'm a rapping machine, not good as it seems

And forget singing about your dreams

'Cause you'll never reach them

You're like 3 foot 2 or something, and

Where'd the beat go?