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Dope Boy
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Hardcore Rap
Dope Boy was released on May 13, 2014 by Psychopathic as a part of the album Abaddon
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AlbumAbaddon
Release DateMay 13, 2014
LabelPsychopathic
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM70

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Boondox
Boondox
Performer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kuma
Kuma
Engineer
Mike E. Clark
Mike E. Clark
Mixing Engineer
Mike P.
Mike P.
Producer

Lyrics

Police raided this house north of Atlanta on Monday afternoon
After a tip that a large meth lab was inside
Turns out the modest home was the staging area
For a massive amount of crystal meth
And liquid methamphetamines
Methamphetamines in the crock pot, a hot shot
Martha was stewin' up, something smelled like that block rock
Pistols on the kitchen table, dusted to snow-white
Nothing illuminated except for a grow light
Faucet drippin', keepin' rhythm, something by 3-6
Hydro oxycodone, yeah that hillbilly prefix
Razor blades on paper plates, remnants from last night
Country livin' store with something caught in the fast life
Nothing on the television, director dipped out
Remote control in pieces
Guess somebody flipped out
Piss stains on the carpet, dogs barkin' in the back room
Caprice in the driveway, but he ain't comin' back soon
Something in the air to take the breath of a sane man
Caught him by surprise, it wasn't part of the game plan
Got him while he's slippin', still smokin' out the heater
Bloody soaked chest piece, three through the wife beater
White trash dope boy (havin' big dreams)
Tryna make a lot of noise (doing big things)
Livin' life in the fast lane, rollin' down the cash lane
Goin' 'til they motherfuckin' crash mane, insane
White trash dope boy (havin' big dreams)
Tryna make a lot of noise (doing big things)
Livin' life in the fast lane, rollin' down the cash lane
Goin' 'til they motherfuckin' crash man
It's all fun and games 'til somebody get caught
Fuck around with grown folk, somebody gettin' shot
Caught up in that life, he knew what he was into
Seen his daddy live it, so he knew what he had went through
Roses on the headstone, cemetery visit
Buried half his homeboys, but still he was with it
Get that quick dollar, pussy, dope, chrome on the Chevy
Went from pushing dime bags to rolling out the heavy
Pawn shop piece, stake a new set of steel nuts
But once you cross a certain line
Best be down to spill guts
Playin' with the big boys, and up another tax bracket
Had the big dreams
But not the brain enough to back it
Tried to fly too high, you crashed it down in a spiral
Some got the mind, but stupidity is viral
Wrong motherfucker, wrong place, wrong time
Yellow tape the front yard, another scene of a crime
White trash dope boy (havin' big dreams)
Tryna make a lot of noise (doing big things)
Livin' life in the fast lane, rollin' down the cash lane
Goin' 'til they motherfuckin' crash man
White trash dope boy (havin' big dreams)
Tryna make a lot of noise (doing big things)
Livin' life in the fast lane, rollin' down the cash lane
Goin' 'til they motherfuckin' crash man
Boondox, (wadup?)
These bitches man, sometimes they push us to the limit (no doubt)
Written by: David Hutto, Michael Puwal
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