Some may remember Boondox more as the artist Turn Coat Dirty from the first round of the Underground Psychos Contest or even earlier as part of S.H.I (Southern Hustlas Inc.) with Smokey and Produk.
The Newton County native is easily identified by his distinct look - a flannel shirt, straw hat and sinister face paint. In addition to this, Boondox also sports the Hatchetman pendant typical of all artists on the Psychopathic Records label.
According to his official biography, Boondox "tears it up over everything from Southern sounding banjo and harmonica loops to (Mike E.) Clark's patented sick-ass drum beats and fat bass drops." Boondox's debut album, "The Harvest", was released on July 11, 2006 through Psychopathic Records and features the Axe Murder Boyz, Blaze Ya Dead Homie, the Insane Clown Posse and Twiztid as guests.
With hypeman Jake Polzin aka Cousin Cleetus by his side and a live drummer behind him, Boondox made his concert debut at the 2006 Gathering of the Juggalos, which consisted of 4 songs, "Out Here", "Diggin' Myself Out", "Seven", and "They Pray With Snakes".
He is currently accompanying Blaze Ya Dead Homie and the Axe Murder Boyz on "The Tombstone Terror Tour" which is Boondox's first ever tour on Psychopathic Records.
Out Here
Boondox Lyrics
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Out here where the sun don't shine
We 'bout that hardcore liquor and that muskadine wine
(Out here)
It's a fight even to survive
You a lucky motherfucker if u make it out alive
(Out here)
All night wolves howl at the moon
(Out here)
Out here u might get bitch slapped by a black bear
And drug through the woods by your gnatted up hair
(Out here)
We have darker nights
(Out here)
We like starting fights
(Out here)
Know as the weed grows we risin'
Know as the weed grows we risin'
(Out here)
Clear roads and passage ways
(Out here)
Swamp fields and massive graves
(Out here)
Know as the weed grows we risin'
Know as the weed grows we risin'
(Out here)
Out here you might get your throat slit
By a crazy ass hillbilly drunk on a 5th
(Out here)
You might wind up skin to the bone
Butt-naked in the dirt and your miles from home
(Out here)
Don't go walking too deep in the sticks
Some folks got a strange way of gettin' they kicks
(Out here)
They get crazy and dance by a fire
To a demon playing banjo along with hell's fire
(Out here)
Out here they cookin' possum and hog nuts
That's mountain oysters too all y'all who don't know what's up
(Out here)
Out here they all about that country lifestyle
Shootin' shotguns, getting fucked up, and buck-wild
(Out here)
Out here even children don't confront us
That double barrel sure to send that ass into a coma
(Out here)
Out here country folks don't play
Chop your fucking head up and wont hesitate
Out here
Know as the weed grows we risin'
Know as the weed grows we risin'
Know as the weed grows we risin'
Know as the weed grows we risin'
Know as the weed grows we risin'
Know as the weed grows we risin'
Know as the weed grows we risin'
Know as the weed grows we risin'
Boondox's song "Out Here" depicts life in the rural parts of America where the sun doesn't shine, and the nights are darker. It is a tough environment where survival is a daily struggle, and luck plays a crucial role. The lyrics describe the harsh realities of this lifestyle, from getting attacked by black bears to being lost miles from home without clothes. In such a hostile setting, people have developed different ways of having fun, including fighting, cooking possum and hog nuts, drinking hardcore liquor and muscadine wine, and shooting shotguns. The song suggests that the only way to survive such a life is by embracing the "country lifestyle" and getting "fucked up and buck-wild."
The lyrics reflect the culture of the American South and its rural communities, where hunting, drinking, and fighting are common pastimes. The song also touches on the dangers of living in the wild, with predators like black bears and wolves hunting for food. There is also the risk of encountering crazy hillbillies and getting lost in the woods with no clothes. The reference to "weed" is a nod to the marijuana farming culture prevalent in the region. In essence, the song is an ode to the resilience of rural folks, their love for their country lifestyle, and the struggles they face in their daily lives.
Line by Line Meaning
(Out here) where the sun don't shine
We are in a place with very little sunshine
We 'bout that hardcore liquor and that muskadine wine
We like to drink strong and potent alcoholic beverages
(Out here) it's a fight even to survive
Living here is tough and requires fighting every day to survive
You a lucky motherfucker if u make it out alive
It's difficult to survive here, and those who do are considered lucky
(Out here) all night wolves howl at the moon
Wolves howl at night here
Bodies' down floatin' up down by the lagoon
Dead bodies float up and down in the lagoon
(Out here) u might get bitch slapped by a black bear
You might get attacked by a black bear here
And drug through the woods by your gnatted up hair
The bear might drag you through the woods by your tangled hair
(Out here) we have darker nights
Nights are very dark here
(Out here) we like starting fights
We enjoy initiating fights here
Know as the weed grows we risin'
We are becoming more powerful as the marijuana plants grow
(Out here) clear roads and passage ways
The roads and paths here are clear
(Out here) swamp fields and massive graves
There are swamps and large graveyards here
(Out here) you might get your throat slit
Someone might slit your throat here
By a crazy ass hillbilly drunk on a 5th
A drunk, crazy hillbilly might do this to you while drinking a bottle of alcohol
(Out here) you might wind up skin to the bone
You might get severely injured here and exposed to the bone
Butt-naked in the dirt and your miles from home
You might be stranded naked in the dirt far away from your home
(Out here) don't go walking too deep in the sticks
It's not safe to go too far into the wilderness here
Some folks got a strange way of gettin' they kicks
Some people here have a strange way of entertaining themselves
(Out here) they get crazy and dance by a fire
People here might become wild and dance around a fire
To a demon playing banjo along with hell's fire
They might dance to the sound of a demon playing the banjo and the flames of hell
(Out here) they cookin' possum and hog nuts
They are cooking possums and pig testicles here
That's mountain oysters too all y'all who don't know what's up
Mountain oysters are a term for pig testicles
(Out here) they all about that country lifestyle
People here like to live a rural, country lifestyle
Shootin' shotguns, getting fucked up, and buck-wild
They enjoy shooting guns, getting drunk, and being wild
(Out here) even children don't confront us
Even children here are not afraid to confront us
That double barrel sure to send that ass into a coma
They might use a double-barrel shotgun to injure someone severely
(Out here) country folks don't play
People here are not to be messed with
Chop your fucking head up and won't hesitate
They will not hesitate to chop someone's head off here
Know as the weed grows we risin'
We are becoming more powerful as the marijuana plants grow
Know as the weed grows we risin'
We are becoming more powerful as the marijuana plants grow
Know as the weed grows we risin'
We are becoming more powerful as the marijuana plants grow
Know as the weed grows we risin'
We are becoming more powerful as the marijuana plants grow
Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing
Written by: Martin L Gross, Mike E Clark
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Aptil Sativa
Absolutely LOVE this whole album!! Whoop Whoop!!
Dream Forever Tonight
I cry when I listen to the old tunes, brings back those good memories ♡♡ Much Clown Love and Much Respect yall. Whoop whoop ♡
Alexander Foudoulis
another solid track on a solid record
JuggaloHeishro
Gotta love the sinister nature in Boondox's shit.
SaintLulzington
This brings back them memories, lol throwback to the juggalo days.
Dream Forever Tonight
Brings back HELLA good memories. Whoop whoop
sum 1 badass
Out here
Tychus
I remember listening to this for the first time on Halloween night wit my boys back in the day. Miss them times.
jake jeckel
0:00 through 3:19 and everything in between is the best part
Brer fox
This album makes me miss being a teenager.