Good Music For You

when I first started out, I was seven years old
listen to the stereo, on the beats I was sold
never did much of what I was told
'cause in the back of my mind my dreams were so bold
to this day, I never let a beat go by
I practice like a thousand times
and I never give up a chance to slip in
to slide a beat in at the drop of a pin
at open mics, learning to perfect my sound
feeding off the vibe and applaud from the crowd
everybody stands, everybody claps, everybody's asking
"who is on the mic?" with the sound of the bass
and the rim
boxing is the gift that I've been given for everyday living
and from then until the present all that I've been getting
is mad love and respect from all of you
who knew that what I had inside was the musical truth
better watch yourself or you'll chip your tooth
but what you really want to do?

all I ever wanted to do
is make good music for you
lift you up when you're blue
understand what you're going through

when the time came, with Spaghetti I moved
sitting in studios dropping groove after groove
the top wasn't far, I knew I'd be there soon
I prepared my whole life to walk upon the moon
and they say, "you could just change your style
and you'll surpass all by a thousand miles"
man, I'm never giving up, I always stay the same
I never sell myself out for the fortune and fame
even when I'm on top, feeling like I'm falling down
everyday I wake, searching for some higher ground
everything I did, everything I was, all that I still want to be
is all wrapped up into the sound of the bass
and the rim
never been able to stop it, just know how to drop it
like a plug into a socket, I'm ready at any moment
to electrify the crowd, with these beats, I'll astound you all
until you fall, pick you up and prop you up against a wall
punch you in the face with a cannonball
but what you really want to do?

he clears his throat and he clicks his teeth
making boxes out of beats
snapping his fingers and stomping his feet
making boxes out of beats
in the woods or the hard concrete
making boxes out of beats
without that rythym, he's incomplete
making boxes out of beats
now, get that baby off your teat
what are mouths for? making boxes out of beats!
throw out your junk food and quit the sweets
what are mouths for? making boxes out of beats!
throw out your toothbrush and the Crest Complete
what are mouths for? making boxes out of beats!
don't lick the fish, don't blow the meat
what are mouths for? making boxes out of beats!