Heath McNease - Rock Box lyrics

[Hook] R-O-C-K-B-O-X So old school that I'm on some next level One for the treble, two for the ba** Three for that melted face Spoon full of sugar make a fight break out Talk a lot but you might flake out But daddy don't just talk the talk A brother break a solid concrete block when him -- [Verse 1] It's McNasty, Mr. Cla**y Pistol blasting, pristine rap sheet Kiss the gla** piece, kiss back at me I'm Shaft when I'm Sistine Chapeling these rap beats Drum break for this Anglo Saxon Parole bracelete, an ankle trapped in Your old basement, a base for pacifists I know it places lotion in the basket Beautiful like Bowie in Labyrinth Cue the four figure salary after rent Dirt broke with a shirt so dirt soaked Your folks curse so colorful at the word go Cause you're slummin' it With a subterranean charity case and product of the government Experiment gone wrong, all songs Don't need a philosophical arch to come strong [Hook] R-O-C-K-B-O-X So old school that I'm on some next Level, one for the treble, two for the ba** Three for that melted face Spoon full of sugar make a fight break out Talk a lot but you might flake out But daddy don't just talk the talk A brother break a solid concrete block when him -- [Verse 2] It's the black ranger, mastodon wrangler Mack all day in a black chiffon strangler Be gone anger, it's Egon Spengler And he's all dangerous and cheeks all angular Word murdering, verb hurdling Nerd circling tournament winner Turning the tourniquet in a bit Cursing the intricate internet syndicates Curb my sentence, on point like a minaret Flip the cigarette, quick with the quips Quick with those quips so you drips should quit Arm-wrestling all lesser men All estimates show that almost all of y'all are all estrogen Truth hammers and you stammerin' Dudes clamoring for Bruce Banner are too glamour to handle it Jeans look like capris But my rock box is clean [Hook] R-O-C-K-B-O-X So old school that I'm on some next level One for the treble, two for the ba** Three for that melted face Spoon full of sugar make a fight break out Talk a lot but you might flake out But daddy don't just talk the talk A brother break a solid concrete block when him -- [Bridge] It's the wizard of word, that's what you heard A little Rev Run for the customers If it's yours you can keep it Cause if you keep what you brought, then you got what you leave with R-O-C-K-B-O-X So old school that I'm on some next Level, I cash checks And I don't break-dance, but I do break necks (Oh) [Hook] R-O-C-K-B-O-X So old school that I'm on some next level One for the treble, two for the ba** Three for that melted face Spoon full of sugar make a fight break out Talk a lot but you might flake out Daddy don't just talk the talk A brother break a solid concrete block when him --