Music Box
[Verse 1:]Listen up, turn your box up, gather all aroundThis one's strictly for the ghettoSome of y'all recognize, some of y'all won'tBetter pay attention and listen closeThere was an old lady who lived in my hood that sold freeze pops for a quarterHad so many kids that I lost count, more sons than she had daughtersAnd every night before they would fall asleep
They would pray for shelter and food to eatBut the landlord huffed and blew the house down and now they out on the streets
And now she cleans, she mops the tears they dropThe only sound that drowns it out comes from my music box
[Chorus:]So just let the music play (Play)Don't let it stop (No)It ain't easy growing up in the hood but I got my music boxWhen the sirens sound, wind it upOr the shots ring down, just wind it upWhen i'm up to no good cause I got my music box
[Verse 2:]There was an old man, he lived in the hoodHad rubber bands, dimes, and quarters worth a block put him awayLeft his wife and kids, it affects his teenage daughterCouldn't shake the reflections, starved to perfectionI've seen it all beforeNow she ignores the advice of a kid folkTell her stay home, but she creeping out the back door
And now she pays the cost, young girl so lostI feel your pain, try to maintainWind up your music box
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[Bridge:]This hood situation's got me sickCall the doctor quick, quick, quickDoctor, doctor will I die (Na na young girl just let the song play)
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Cause I got my music box
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My music box