Scanner on my dresser, i work at home
But i be like for real, just pick up that phone
People around are doing their work
Know i meant, every motherfuckin word
Dont mind me as i work on my rhymes all the time
I ain't sayin' namesthey say the tape was really mine
That i will leave earth with her
Im trying to work on my anger/
In my own group, i ball so hard the they dont think but know im kobe, im drainin every hoop,
Doctors told me your mom had a deformation, but its ok dude, i may be rude,
And ima clear my name like kobe bryant
What the fuck? gee willikers and no, i'm not drunk
Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for
Rapping is a healthy alternative from taking my razor and doing this world a favor,
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