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Hot Box
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Metal
Hot Box was released on June 19, 2026 by Gold Teeth Brigade as a part of the album Hot Box - Single
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Release DateJune 19, 2026
LabelGold Teeth Brigade
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM75

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Blue Felix
Blue Felix
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jake Crooks
Jake Crooks
Lyrics
Jared Lee Gosselin
Jared Lee Gosselin
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DVRKO
DVRKO
Producer

Lyrics

Hot boxed and bloodshot
spittin hot rocks.
Talk your shit and get dropped like a bus stop
I'm Toxsick I'll pop off
And mop blood clots,
wind up my rock fist and clean clocks with cotton chops.
Lungs full of Herbary,
verbally ill murder thee emergency like surgery
you certainly ain't hurting me. Don't give a fuck.
If it's too damn loud look how we're moving the crowd. Good luck with booing me
now.. You can try to catch up, but I ain't holding my breath. I've thrown stones in
the valley of the shadow of death, I've picked bones in the alley to retain my
respect and I thank my haters most when I'm cashing my check..
I'm pushing weight
full crates of the gas big stacks you ever smelt 100 K in cash
Push past the point of enraged it's contagious. Can't take it.
You made it this way.
Shits outrageous.
Your statements,
pressing my patience
been pacing the pavement.
I'm wasted tenacious
And dangerous
so high above you I feel weightless
like I'm in a spaceship
cause I'm a light years
ahead of your anus,
Got toxic invading your playlist force you to hiatus
slay you and them haters
That you came with
Imma rise to the top,
pulling the weight of the world. You see my eyes can't stop staring straight as I
swerve.
I got the courage just to flourish, with this ape on my back,
found an escape from the trash and put my face on the map
I'm pushing weight full crates of the gas big stacks you have smelt 100 K in cash
new
Sipping not Trippin
not givin a fuck
flipping no slipping
sick ripping it up
doublin vision and spitting for fun hitting them stitches
with pistols and pumps.
And I can't hold back
on a whole rack.
I blow a smoke stack
till I collapse
three can keep a secret
if two of them dead
so fuck what anyone said
I was trained by the best
I was raised on the rez
Price tag on ya head
no fakes no feds
big steaks on the bread.
I'm pushing weight full crate of the gas big stacks you have smelled 100 K in cash
I'm pushing weight
Written by: Jake Crooks, Jared Lee Gosselin
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