90s Kids will remember Knock Em Out Da Box

Knock Em Out Da Box was a song from the album 19 Naughty III

Naughty by Nature released this album in 1993 featuring Rottin Razkals. 'Hip Hop Hooray was a success from the album.

Naughty by Nature is a hip-hop group formed in 1991. Check out the lyrics of Knock Em Out Da Box

We this and fought that and all that good shit And if you wanna throw you better pitch for the Mets, bitch I'ma flow with the skirt, I get

As far as sinking with the ship, I'm with the captain that jumps first I ain't the And near motherfucker gonna drown and save me I go out full blown and you can't sue me

See, that's why a broke compass couldn't lose me I'm fuckin' and suckin' and duckin' your girl like nothin' Butterin' her muffin, she's where I do most my nuttin' You take my spot, I ain't got no spot

Save the spots for polka dots I'm knockin' asses out the fuckin' box [Hook] Knock him out the box, knock him out

Get your weight up, or nigga get your fade up Open your eyes, wake up This nigga's throwin' straight up punches and shit, in the mix, we got our bag of tricks

Takes some licks while you're ridin' our dicks Fuck your family, they sweeter than candy Sometimes I'm outta hand, see some niggas can't stand me

But fuck 'em all, I stand tall if they wanna brawl Won't stop [?] and kickin' until I make your uncle fall Bring on ya whipper-snappers With a rotten bunch of rappers

Leave you hanging from the rafters I ain't shit and never was shit So if you had all your wits motherfucker you'd stop poppin' it 'Cause I ain't one for the tit tat The Razkals ain't with that Get back, keep a MAC in my backpack

A penny for my thoughts A million dollars ain't enough I've been to hell and back Kicked out 'cause I'm too rough

A billy club swinger, body bruisin' master Evil little bastard, my goal is disaster Been through war and battle Beatin' niggas with paddles Sorted chumps like cattle

I get more ass than a saddle Gimme a break, nigga, I'm breakin' reps So swallow up your pride and try to follow in my footsteps Those who wanna flex off the hooligans

You better slow down and listen up to the Nubians I rip necks and my swingers flowin' I'm like the Energizer bunny, still goin' Tracks and battle raps Bitches get pimp slapped

Catch the contact, my dressing room we smoke stack Eyes of violence, niggas stand in silence Some fear my talents, I'm a lyrical challenge, yo! music by the blocks and blocks But the Rottin Razkals here Knock 'em out da box