Track 5 of the album Long Distance Hype · 2026
Frost on the Boombox, Tape on Repeat
“Frost on the block and a tape on repeat on the stoop. A nostalgic one, and the boombox is the real lead instrument.”
hip hop · groovy hip hop · boombox nostalgia · 3:12
Lyrics
First frost on the block, the cars are all white Boombox on the stoop, we got the tape tonight Hoods up, hands in, breath clouds in the air Pressed play on the mixtape, nobody's anywhere Else but here with the beat in the cold Sneakers crunching ice, we're feeling bold Little Tempo on the mic, Skye on the hook Whole block singing like it's written in a book Cold hands, warm sound Turn it up, spin it round Frost on the boombox, tape on repeat Cold air, hot beat, whole block's on its feet Frost on the boombox, tape on repeat Cold air, hot beat, can't be beat Rewind it back, press play again Frost on the boombox, we're all friends Frost on the boombox, tape on repeat Cold air, hot beat, whole block's on its feet Neighbor brings cocoa in a thermos, steam rising Kids in the corner, their rhymes surprising Auntie in the window nodding on the beat Uncle on the step tapping both his feet The tape's a little warped, the sound's a little slow But the soul's all there, let the whole thing go Every crackle is a story, every hiss a friend Frost on the boombox, never gonna end Cold hands, warm sound Turn it up, spin it round Frost on the boombox, tape on repeat Cold air, hot beat, whole block's on its feet Frost on the boombox, tape on repeat Cold air, hot beat, can't be beat Rewind it back, press play again Frost on the boombox, we're all friends Frost on the boombox, tape on repeat Cold air, hot beat, whole block's on its feet Sun comes up and the frost melts away But the tape's still spinning, here to stay Hands in the air, let it ring Everybody sing, everybody sing Morning light hits the silver on the cars We still on the stoop under the fading stars Flip the tape over, side B coming in Whole block ready to begin again Cold toes, warm hearts, that's the deal Mixtape magic, how it feels Pass the boombox to the little one Frost on the block, we've only just begun Frost on the boombox, tape on repeat Cold air, hot beat, whole block's on its feet Frost on the boombox, tape on repeat Cold air, hot beat, can't be beat Rewind it back, press play again Frost on the boombox, we're all friends Frost on the boombox, tape on repeat Cold air, hot beat, whole block's on its feet Tape on repeat Whole block's on its feet