Box on My Head - Tempa T

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Ahh ha ahh ha ahh ah-ha…

Didn’t have money on my head

Didn’t have money on my head so I didn’t get shot

Guys tried it with me, I don’t know why

'Til I start clapping off caps and blocks at your house

Kicking off doors and locks

Make man swallow their Coco rocks

Better know that’s not me

It’s an act-up, can’t take me for a fiend

Can’t take me for a fiend

Can’t take me for a fiend, I’m not snorting lines

Don’t know why they thought I was him

'Til i start throwing them punches blind at your mouth

Throwing them left and rights

Make man take off their Jordan flights

We could do guns and mash in a box, make a man see bare lights

Thought you was bait, thought you was bait

Looking at me, never thought I was bait

That guy there had a grudge with man

My man truly thought he was bait

Don’t wanna see him in the street

Look at his face in two weeks, you’ll see that he’s bait

Nuff of these boys out here, they ain’t bad

Bait things up, then they’re going on bait

Didn’t have food on my plate

Didn’t have food on my plate till the year '09

Guy tried it with me, I don’t know them

'Til I do a James Bond suit and tie at your house

Gadgets, proximity mines, make man tiss off the curtain blinds

Better know that’s all bait, it’s an act-up

Get your house pumped and straight

He’s got a wife and son

He’s got a wife and son but he’s going on nuff

Don’t know why he thought he got bait

Don’t wanna hear no huffs or puffs at your house

Don’t wanna see cops and cuffs

Make man hand over rocks and stuff

Better know that’s all cas (ual), it’s an act-up, get your face stamped out rags

If I punch man in the face

If I punch man in the face everything goes black

Guy tried it with me, I don’t know why

Glasses, phone, everything goes back to your house

Swinging them poles and bats

Make man clap off the dogs and cats

Better just watch these bats, it’s an act-up, get your whole house shambised

Don’t give a damn

Don’t give a damn, you can see it in my face, I don’t give a damn

Dat guy didn’t want us to palms his man

I’ll bend back all of his hand

Guys wanna hang out on the street

Hear fake stories and believe it, I don’t understand

2014, you can see I’m alive

Sabotage man for spoiling my plans

Had to eat bread and crumbs

Had to eat bread and crumbs and it just weren’t fair

Down at the bottom and I don’t know why

Tips, I’m clearing, desks and chairs

Next hype, kick man down twenty-one stairs

Make man run out the house with flairs

Better know that’s all dead, it’s an act-up, if man try and call feds

Thought I was him, thought I was him

Looked quite similar, thought I was him

That guy there had a box like man

Them man truly thought I was him

Girls wanna go out to a rave

Take a picture and get lied to, thought I was him

None of these operations that I had

Held me back but you thought I was him

Didn’t have a box on my head

Didn’t have a box on my head 'til the year 06

Guys tried it with me I don’t know why

'Til I start dishing out chops and kicks in your house

Throwing them rocks and bricks

Make man take off their socks and kicks

Better know that’s not me

It’s an act up, get jaw boxed off clean