I am the sole entity on this motherfucking capsized ship that still trudges through this sea of whack music trying to be a beacon of ingenuity.
Influences
Musically they go as follows in no particular order:
Paul McCartney, Elton John, John Lennon, Bruce Springstein, George Harrison, Rod Steward, Bob Dylan, Jimi Hendrix, David Bowie, Elvis Costello, Bennie Goodman, Queen, The Beatles, Pink Floyd, Led Zepplin, Metallica, Nirvana, Lynyrd Skynyrd, Doobie Brothers, Elvis, The Who, Rolling Stones, Santana, Bob Marley, Earth Wind and Fire, James Brown, Guns 'N Roses, Isaac Hayes, Barry White, Tom Collins, Marvin Gaye, Al Green, Michael Jackson, Notorious B.I.G., Big Pun, Big L, Talib Kweli, Mos Def, Common, RZA, GZA, Ol' Dirty Bastard, UGod, Method Man, Redman, Biz Markie, Prince Paul, Eric B., Rakim, Raekwon, Ghostface Killa, Cappadonna, Wyclef, Nas, Dr. Dre, 2Pac, DMX, Run DMC, Jay-Z, LL Cool J, Snoop Dogg, Kool G Rap, DJ Quik, DJ Premier, Scarface, Trick Daddy, Ice Cube, Busta Rhymes, Mase, Afrika Bambaataa, Zulu Nation, The Last Poets, Kool Herc, Coke La Rock, Naughty by Nature, Grandmaster Caz, Kurtis Blow, Mr. Magic, Tony Tone, George Clinton, Ice T, T La Rock, Doug E. Fresh, Salt 'N' Pepa, The Geto Boys, DJ Scot LaRock, MC Hammer, Big Daddy Kane, Marly Marl, KRS One, Public Enemy, ATCQ, 2 Live Crew, Cypress Hill, Funk Flex, Mobb Deep, Lauryn Hill, Warren G, Darren Robinson, Bone Thugs-N-Harmony, Slug, Sage Francis, and so many more.
Sounds Like
I get goofy retarded comparisons all day from clowns trying to figure out who I sound like...take a little bit of this person, a little of that, a little of that...by the time you tell me I sound like a mixture of 8 or more artists, maybe people need to realize. I have my own sound.
My delivery can be smooth and deep for the ladies, I can add the grime and grit to my voice and make you reminisce about a coked out zombie chewing on your cranium, hell I've even flipped it down south and let the drawl go. I'm versatile, lyrically way to far ahead of our time, and i'm a fucking asshole.
Innovative, Concious, and Genuine...Three things that just don't seem to
go together in the music industry...yet these things are the foundation
for Brooklyn bred emcee Boxa. Born over in the Ukraine, this young emcee
has seen a lot of different things happen, while some may say that he has
not yet seen what the world is really all about. Make no mistake though
Boxa touches on topics that most grown cats just can't approach and he has
a raw talent for taking topics previously spoken on and making them his
own. You'll never hear him talking about wanting to Kill his ex-girlfriend
like other artists in the game, nor will you hear him do a baby I need
you, baby I love you type of track because that's not what being
innovative is all about. His stories will paint pictures so vivid you will
forget about the saying a picture is worth a thousand words and just get
lost in the world Boxa brings to you. In the days where veteran emcees
don't even get a push for their new albums from their labels, where using
the same concept , just different arrangement of how someone should lean,
or talking about what kind of t-shirt you're wearing, and in a world where
people have just lost interest for the real, rugged hip hop scene; Boxa is
a breath of fresh air.
Starting out you can say that Boxa didn't fit into the hip hop scene at
all. I mean come on...who in their right mind would think that a Giant,
Ukrainian, Jewish, White Emcee would be anyone you would actually want to
listen to. Hell, the first open mic he went to perform at other rappers
were genuinely shocked that he was there to perform and when he told them
his name is Boxa...they just looked back and asked him Pasta? That was
just the beginning of the lack of love Boxa got, but that never stopped
him. Always going on the mentality that "if they're hating me I must be
doing something right," Boxa continued to stir through the industry
landing in some shiesty industry situation between the labels of XiP and
Point Blank Ent. While these issues are now deadened the end result of it
all was Boxa proclaiming that he wants nothing to do with labels after
squashing a beef that pitted every emcee involved with both labels and
Boxa going at it with tracks back and forth. People watching from the
outside where shocked at how many hits Boxa took and yet he still always
came back taking out everyone who spoke his name, staying true to his
mantra of...If you saw me in the ring...best believe I knocked you
out...If you ran up on my block...I took your crown and stomped you
out...You spoke my name on a track...I took the game and locked you out.
It was during this part in his career that Boxa realized he wasn't making
any friends in the game and that it wasn't going to end well with all the
constant beef and hassle. At the same time his passion for the songs he
was making under contract just was not there. Reportedly Boxa was simply
putting out songs until the label breached his contract and let him out of
his bind. With the last album put out through them being "Judged by
12...Carried by 6". The album dealt with a lot of real street struggles, a
lot of pent up aggression, and at the same time carried a mantra of not
being worried about death and how it comes. Soon after this release though
little was heard from the emcee. For Boxa it was a time of growth and
realization where he saw what he wanted to do with music and how he wanted
to grow as an artist. Sure some tracks surfaced here and there, but it was
as if this giant had disappeared.
Boxa recently talked about why he seemingly disappeared off the face of
the earth. "Basically...it's simple, I'm in college doing a lot of things
other than just putting out music. I have this whole investment banking
thing lined up and I have to think about the bigger picture. I don't want
to be a broke rapper who sacrificed it all to try to make it in the music
business who has to work bullshit jobs in order to feed my kids. I know
with the investment banking bit I'll be able to provide a good life and
it's something I enjoy at the same time. At the end of the day it's
tough...I can't turn my back on music, because well...music saved my
life...but at the same time I have to think about the bigger picture. What
am I really trying to get out of life?
Seemingly though Boxa just couldn't stay away as not more than 6 months
ago, the game was given a huge boost of swagger as Boxa exploded back on
the scene with his mixtape Voice of the Streets: A Demon Debut. The album
spoke on his real life struggles with being a white Jewish emcee in the
music industry. It spoke on how you have to sell your soul and become a
puppet for the record labels to love you. Beyond that though Boxa didn't
go on attacking A&R's saying that they need to sign him. In fact Boxa
wasn't out there proclaiming to be a hungry emcee who needed to get
signed. His mantra was of a man who loved the music he put out. A man who
wanted people to hear his music and take away from it. To understand the
struggles of the hood and how beauty even in the form of a goddess gets
mangled and raped on his track "Aphrodite in the Hood". He gave a glimpse
into the life of a quadriplegic loved one who once told him..."I wish I
could kill myself, but I can't even do that."...the emotion just seeped
from his heart on his song "A Mile in Our Shoes". At the same time Boxa
attacked the hypocrisy within our world today on his song "Angels &
Demons". The list goes on, but what is certain is that Boxa brought back
what the game had been missing. "Life"
Over the course of the last 5 months or so Boxa has been heavily working on his highly anticipated next release. The project promises to have a lot more crossover tracks that everyone will be able to appreciate and relate to. So stay tuned, this next one is sure to break you out of your "eat, shit, sleep" lives.
Boxa aka I’m Still Breathin's Friend Space (Top 4)