Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Box on My Head , by - Tempa T. Release date: 15.10.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Box on My Head |
| Swifta Production |
| 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 |