$MARCx - Hotbox Time Machine lyrics

[Hook: Frances Lewis] Money I gotta know, Marc my dear would you mind if I ask? Would you think I was crazy, if I said that I wanna take a trip to the past? I said 'OH NOOOO!' Not at all, we can do the damn thing She gone get on down, she gone get on in my Hotbox Time Machine She gone get on down, she gone get on in my Hotbox Time Machine She gone get on down, she gone get on in my Hotbox Time Machine She gone get on down....AND THE YEAR IS 1999 [Verse 1: $MARCx] My name is Marc and I'm 6 years old And it's some pretty girls here, as far as b**hes go Yeah I see this girl that I like with the real big booty But she won't talk to me because she say I got the cooties FINE! You ain't all that anyway And plus recess in a minute, so you ain't gotta give me play I'm on the jungle gym, I peak beneath her dress And I answer all the questions, so they call me teacher's pet fu*k EM! I'm getting accustomed to the daily agenda Selling Pokemon cards, you can pay me in Spinners I took my sleeping mat & threw it in the garbage Because ain't no more naps like it was in kindergarten At lunch I bought extra and unfinished cartons I don't really trust n***as so I keep my pencils sharpened And now my teacher saying I can't go outside Ain't have to worry about that back when I was 5, GOT DAMN I'm STRESSING! [Hook] AND THE YEAR IS 1996! [Verse 2: $MARCx] Picture me...ROLLING! I'm cruising through Oakland 1996 and the scene so golden Thugs on the block shooting craps, perhaps I know you feeling this rap, young chap, so give me dap One face it was familiar, I was not for sure So I rolled the window down it was 2Pac Shakur! I said 'Wutup!' He said "Who you?" I said "The future is here" He smiled, gave me a pound like he knew me for years They was chilling, they had buddah and beers. I said 'Don't mind if I do!' I'd be a fool to turn down Chronic and brew Ain't have no bodyguards with him he got California Love 10 million records sold, on the corner with the thugs! REAL ni**a! He said, "I can kick it with you Marc cause You a wise brother, I can tell that you ain't starstruck" I guess now would be a bad time to say 'Ayo Pac by the way, could you listen to my tape?' And I hate that so many people prayed on your downfall Chilling with Pac, I felt like one of The Outlawz! Then he said 'DOG! Let's take a trip to Vegas We can catch the Tyson fight, and we can all get faded!' Well let me see if my schedule permits Good thing I packed my best clothes for a special event Pac laughed, not bad for a Mississippi guy Then Suge pulled up in his 750-i And they put me on that Hennessyyyy!! That brown-brown On the creep like a centipedeee! Around town So we make it to the fight, Tyson won in the 1st round Out in the lobby it's about to go down Seen some other dudes mugging from across the room So we rushed them, we know the cops gone be here soon Got a couple hits in, and then we dipped. I know we look suspicious Run to the car, paparazzi flashing pictures! sh** just Happened so fast, I damn near had a heart attack And now we wondering 'where the party at?' A hour pa**ed, heard it's jumping up at 662 Everybody gone be there, Mike Tyson coming through! Now we headed to the club, Suge pulled up to the light Got distracted by some hoes, a Cadillac crept up on the right On my life! Pac I got your back to the fullest So I'll do the future a favor: I'LL TAKE THE BULLET! (gunshots & people screaming) So I'll do the future a favor: I'LL TAKE THE (gunshot) [Hook] © $MARCx 2013