Boxed In (feat. Sandro Purple Green)

Try to keep me boxed in

Still I'll reach the top ten

My mind is ill like Hopsin

Be shining now, they watchin'

Tryna rid me of the toxins

The block left with me no options

They gon disrespect the conscious

But go apeshit for some nonsense

That gon keep you on the low, homie

Drink some lean, do some coke, homie

Can't you see what she's wearing, she tryna blow, homie

Knife flashin', man's screaming, then goin' home, homie

That's the life we tryna free us from

Still gon do it then gon feel the songs

They told me once I got my feelings wrong

I'm only in the right if I can steal me some

Bad bitches, that's good riddance

The wrong color gon give you a hood sentence

Hope you don't turn to 69, for a good sentence

Now they need block, hoodependance

Check the Appendix, the hood is the only critic

It's only good if they feel it, it's only hood if you kill it

In a literal sense, shit still saving them cents

The coins smell like iron, I be pickin' the scent

I make 'em bite the iron or I beat in some sense, but

If your hands bloodied, there ain't no way to repent

That shit is gruesome, you shoulda went to school son

Till that salary a huge sum, but the city goin' too dumb

I be wishin' to remove some, guess we need to lose some

Nonchalant, death news on the daily guess I grew numb

We tryna get away from, ain't no way I gon succumb

I'm workin' with diligence, means my time's still to come

Now

B.O.M scream it out loud

Throw them Z's up, my city too wild

Zurich City Boy, hope I'm makin pac smile

When I'm on the mic, my mind is on cloud nine

Now

B.O.M scream it out loud

Throw them Z's up, my city too wild

Zurich City Boy, hope I'm makin pac smile

When I'm on the mic, my mind is on cloud nine

Yeah (Yeah)

The block's always hungry tryna eat the rich

But they can't see the matrix even if it glitch

They be the quickest to burn down a bridge

Reducing it to a smidge that's reducin' you to a bitch

That has to downplay her virtues, damn girl who hurt you

You been speaking it for years it's crazy they haven't heard u

But talk is cheap, y'all some sheep no wonder they tryna herd u

Try to keep em locked up, their home turn to escape room

Shit I'm loosin' my cool, so I'm gon ball with the crew

Say it again boy, you ain't gon fit in these shoes

This not a game boy, this city cruel

When they lying in the dark with an insidious mood

They lack a motive, I wish that I was jokin'

Think the hood already broke us but

But I hope that y'all notice see your life you can control it

Whatever you do homie it need focus

And discipline, feel like citizen kane

Or big daddy, with a sinister brain

The White lines turned Z-city insane

The White lies that gon fuck with your brain

Homie it's strange feel pain tryna numb it down

Some guys told me it'd be better if I dumbed it down

Then asked how I'm sposed to reach the fucking summit now?

All the stars be shootin before they plummet down

They buncha clowns like they pennywise

Never told the youth to use a penny wise

What's confidence concealed behind so many lies

What's a home with broken family ties

But still they too rich, a movie like it's kubrick

They puzzled like rubiks, Youths slingin few bricks

You gon bootlick switchin sides too quick

Homie our colors blue white yeah that's Zurich

Our colors blue white that's Zurich

Now

B.O.M scream it out loud

Throw them Z's up, my city too wild

Zurich City Boy, hope I'm makin pac smile

When I'm on the mic, my mind is on cloud nine

Now

B.O.M scream it out loud

Throw them Z's up, my city too wild

Zurich City Boy, hope I'm makin pac smile

When I'm on the mic, my mind is on cloud nine