Straight Out the Crops Boondox

[Intro]
Straight out the crops
Straight out the sticks (Straight out the sticks)
Straight out the crops
Straight out the sticks (Straight out the sticks)

[Verse 1]
Who it be? The 'Dox comin' straight from the crops
I'm pickin' switches for these bitches stay dirty as Woodstock
And when I chop, the shock goes straight up your vertebrae
They pickin' at yo bones, and at your watch just like a bird of prey
A sick son of a bitch call me the scarecrow
My face painted up, the Blair Witch with a four four
And I stay on the prowl, my nose like a bloodhound
Straight stalking motherfuckers, yo and this how it goes down
This sight of blood it gets me higher than an astronaut
A backwoods monster, shotgun and a master plot
To burn your cities and murder all your committees
Door to door slangin' lead never showin' no pity
I bring the pain to your brains though they callin' me trauma
Choking at yo neck, with a chain I think you're dead, mama
It ain't the same since the sane went insane, mama
Time to show these haters how to play da fucking game, mama

[Chorus]
Straight out the crops, I won't stop
I'ma pop! Pop! Pop! Until they all drop
Straight out the sticks, I won't quit
I know you're feelin' this shit, you must be feelin' this shit, yeah
Straight out the crops, I won't stop
I'ma pop! Pop! Pop! Until they all drop
Straight out the sticks, I won't quit
I know you're feelin' this shit, you must be feelin' this shit, yeah