The Box Lyrics – MC Tempo
The Box song Details:
It’s the boy who grew up without a pen,
I could barely count to 10, so I went out with friends,
reading sentences, without the sense,
I would stutter and shout again like I got tourettes.
I freestyle for days without a break,
‘I’ don’t even know what I’m going to say,
So my mates.. ‘they craze’, they keep me locked away
in a cage – under the stage.
Taunting me waving a mic in my face,
behind bars… while I try to escape.
For days and days they play me bass and breaks;
and feed me steak… without a plate!
Until its time to play, the crowds patiently wait,
they put a mic in my hand and turn up the pace.
Open the cage, aim me at the stage
and send me out to release verbal shock waves.
”Ladies and gentlemen, presenting the 24 hour freestyler, MC Tempo”
Tempo charge on set… bellow bars, enter hard,
this a warning like you just got a yellow card,
with nail imbedded palms, sin wrecks a fellas heart,
silenced because I over stepped the mark.
I freestyle at random, there is no comparison,
Tempo chatter, sharper than a javelin.
Battle rappers I batter them – i’m just practicing!
Commentators say “Its baffling, there is no match for him!”
Heckling haters – they just run away…
Cos I randomly roast spectators when I play.
I drop metaphors that drop jaws when I stun the place
like the look on the audience face.
It’s not my fault, I was made to rock.
My squad have to cut the power to make me stop…
and lead me to a room that looks like a studio booth – but its not…
They lock… me… back in the box!
