blueprint box
samovar - 2012-08-22 04:38
"You are disturbing me! You are disturbing my customers! No service till you turn that shit off! I can't even hear myself think!"
Do the Right Thing
The smooth criminal on beat breaks/Never put my in your box if your shit eats tapes/I got a Panasonic with a set of 15's/Black with the silver grill, shining, lookin clean/Glove on my right hand, face on lean/I keep it by my side like Radio Raheem/Ghetto blastin', you know the sound/Everywhere I go I get asked to turn it down/I'll tell you hell no to your face, I ain't a coward/And if you keep trippin' I'm a turn it up LOUDER/I don't give a damn about your quiet or your peace/The only time I turn it down is when I see police/The last thing I need is being sweated by the beats/Trying to throw me in the hole and take away my beats
Me hear nothing but the music, I'm slipping/So fuck hip-hop, I'm easy listening/Me hear nothing but the music, I'm tripping/So fuck hip-hop, I'm easy listening [Chorus]
You thought it was gunshots, the way my boombox knocks/Before you see me, you hear me coming down the block/Loud enough to make your eardrums pop/But it won't stop, it don't stop.
Some cats decorated theirs with hand styles and stickers/I decorated my piece with Polaroid pictures/Extra bass boost so you know I ain't frontin'/Tinted deck with a missing pause button/A pocketfull of tapes from the latest mix shows/With one in the deck 'cause the door won't close/I might get it fixed when I get some cheddar/Auto-reverse, one side sounds better/My pulse meter pulsates when I play my jams/My equalizer got 32 bands/This cat try to battle, he didn't know me/I drowned him out with my tapes on Dolby/Plus, I only had the volume on 5/God forbid, he really woulda tried to get live
Me hear nothing but the music, I'm slippin/So fuck hip-hop, I'm easy listening [Chorus]
Some cat bought the same model and thought he was equal/But he lost the battle 'cause he couldn't freak the EQ's/He shoulda known better than to battle me/He dug his own ditch with them Ray-O-Vac batteries/Now he mad as hell/I told him not to come back unless he had some Duracell's/My boombox: fully equipped/With a microphone jack whenever cats want to spit/Whereever I'm at, the B-boys follow/My box turns bus stops into the Apollo/I give you 15 minutes of fame/And had a downtown sidewalks looking like Soul Train
Me hear nothing but the music, I'm slipping/So fuck hip-hop, I'm easy listening/Me hear nothing but the music, I'm tripping/So fuck hip-hop, I'm easy listening
"You come to Sal's, there's no music No rap, no music, no music, no music. Capisce? Understand?"
Do the Right Thing
