((This song is called "Ch-check It Out" by the Beastie Boys))
As he ran down the street he opened his mouth a a white wisp came out. He stopped and looked around.
"Just what I need a ghost," he said and walked down the street and stopped by a box. He rested against it and felt it shake.
"What the heck?" he yelled and back away. At that moment the box poped open and out came....yup you guest it.
"I am the BOX GHOST!"
"Oh come on, I don't have time!" Danny snapped and the Box Ghost growled at him.
"Hey man I'm just doing my job...ahem...prepare for my box wrath!!!"
"I'm going ghost," Danny said bordly and his once midnight black had turned silver and his eyes turned bright green. ((A/n: There green right?))
"Come on don't be dissen me like that!" the box ghost said and Danny arched a eye brow. Suddenly music played some where and the box ghost opened his mouth.
Box Ghost: All you trekkies and tv addicts
Don't mean to diss
Don't mean to bring static
All you klingons in the fuckin' house
Grab your backstreet box and get loud
Blowin' doors off hinges
I'll grab you with the pinchers
:: makes a pair of tweezers and pinches Danny and he yelps::
And no i didn't retire
I'll snatch you up
With the needle nose pliers
::makes noce pliers appear and Danny gulps as he backs up::
Like mutual of omaha
Got the ill boat
You've never seen before
Gliding in the glades
And like lorne greene
You know i get paid
::Makes money appear then disappear::
Like caprese and with the basil
Not goofy like darren or hazel
I'm a mother fucking nick at night with
Classics rerunning that you know all right
Now remain calm no alarm
Cause my farm ain't fat
So what's up with that
I've got big boxs and small boxes that i respect
When i think i'm too good
They put me in check
So believe when i say i'm no better than you
Except when i rap
So i guess it ain't true
Like that y'all and you just don't stop
Guaranteed to make your body rock
Check-ch-check-check-check-ch-check it out
What-wha-what-what-what's it all about
Work-wa-work-work-work-wa-work it out
Let's turn this motherfuckin' party out
::Danny arches a eye brow but feels something...he had to sing!::
Danny: Said, "doc what's the condition
I'm a man that's on a mission"
Box Ghost: Said, "son, you'd better listen
Stuck in your ass
Is an electrician"
Danny: Like a scientist
Mmmm when i'm applying this
Method of controlling my mind
Like einstein and the rappin' duke combined
Hey baby bubba now what the deal
I didn't know you go for that mass appeal
Some call it salugi
Some hot potato
::Throws a potato at the box ghost but it only goes through him::
Box Ghost: I stole your mic and you won't see it later
Cause i work magic like a magician
I add up like a mathematician ::looks like a teacher::
I'm a bank cashier ::then a bank cashier::
Engineer ::the a engineer::
I wear cotton but i don't wear sheer
Danny ::dressed like a magician::
:Shazam and abracadabra
In the whip i'm gonna cruise past ya
Yo money, don't chump yourself
Put that shit back on the shelf
Light rays blazin'
You're out of phase
And my crews amazin'
We're working on the record yo
So stay patient
Both: Check-ch-check-check-check-ch-check it out
What-wha-what-what-what's it all about
Work-wa-work-work-work-wa-work it out
Let's turn this motherfuckin' party out
Box Ghost: Now, i go by the name of the king adrock
I don't wear a cup nor a jock
I bring the shit that's beyond bizarre
Like miss piggy
Who moi
Danny: I am the one with the clientele.
You say, "adrock, you rock so well"
I've got class like pink champale
Mca grab the mic before the mic goes stale
::both start fighting each other with bread, fish and star trek guns::
Box Ghost :Don't test me
They can't arrest me
I'll fake right cross-over and shoot lefty
You look upset, yo calm down
You look cable guy dunked off of your crown
I flow like smoke out a chimney
You never been me
You wanna rap but what you're making ain't hip hop b
Danny: Get your clothes right out the dryer
Put armor all up on your tire
Sport that fresh attire
Tonight we goin' out set the town on fire
Set the town ablaze
Gonna stun and amaze
Ready to throw a craze
Make your granny shake her head
And say, "those were the days"
Both: Check-ch-check-check-check-ch-check it out
What-wha-what-what-what's it all about
Work-wa-work-work-work-wa-work it out
Let's turn this motherfuckin' party out
Danny kicks the Box Ghost to the other side of the city as the song ends and realizes what has happened...sorta.
"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON!?!?!"
((Yeah I changed a few words but eh work with me! Some one had requested that the Box Ghost sing, this is the best I could do! REVIEW! No flames!))