Boon Dox Lyrics

from Business Never Personal

"Boon Dox" is track #1 on the album Business Never Personal. It was written by White, Maurice / Flemons, Wade / Whitehead, Donald Leslie / Smith, Parrish Joseff / Sermon, Erick S.
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"Boon Dox" is track #1 on the album Business Never Personal. It was written by White, Maurice / Flemons, Wade / Whitehead, Donald Leslie / Smith, Parrish Joseff / Sermon, Erick S.
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Coming straight from the Boon Dox
Coming straight from the Boon Dox
Coming straight from the Boon Dox

Coming straight from the Boon Dox
When my tune stomps like Sasquatch
You better slow down 'cuz I'm top notch
Wit the be-bop, can't you see hopps

Yo, I'm swinging wild, G, chill or catch a speed knock
For crying out loud, my style is buckwhyled
Straight from Strong Isle, peace to the ooh child
A true troop, rugged, stomp in tims boots
No static, Uncle Sam, I got mad loot

So back up off me, break North you see
I wreck a party in half and then I'm Swayze
Rap maniac, brainiac on a fly track
[Unverified]
Who's grabbing my bozack

But it's mine, Einstein, just like the nine
Rockin' my jock, loaded for primetime
I'm on a roll and the Mic Doc just can't stop
Bust it, coming straight from the Boon Dox

Coming straight from the Boon Dox
Coming straight from the Boon Dox
Coming straight from the Boon Dox

1, 2, 1, 2, mic check and I'm packed wit the fire weapon
No half steppin', my nine, a black tech
And Uzi, I'm psycho crazy
Don't ever try to do me, baby
Yea, I'm still wrecking house, so what's up
And a I stuck a nigga in his gut

I'm [unverified] competition, never outlasting
(What happen E-D)
Yo, I waxed ugly bastards
I took a stick of dynamite and blew 'em up, right
Then boom, I knock 'em out like Mike

I throw a clean fight, can't leave it messy
My blow is super like Joe Pesci
Before I break out, let's make a toast
And after I'm finish my drink then E's ghost
So Mr. Bartender, give me a scotch on the rock
(Where you coming, E)
I'm saying peace from the Boon Dox

Coming straight from the Boon Dox
Coming straight from the Boon Dox
Coming straight from the Boon Dox

Now what
I know what
Boy, your mouth shut
So get these nuts because the Squad's butt
(What)

Popping ying-yang, no skills wit the hand swing
Another hit from the Sqaud it's a small thing
[Unverified] and make you jump
And pump your hands in the air

Soul like a speed bump
Down wit Def Jam
[Unverified]
Thanks to Lyor Cohen and Russell Simmons

Yeah, but for now child, bow wow
(Woo, woo)
Crazy phillie, that's the goal now, Boon Dox

Songwriters
White, Maurice / Flemons, Wade / Whitehead, Donald Leslie / Smith, Parrish Joseff / Sermon, Erick S

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