Young Kobe (feat. Koot Kleveland) - Kobejamesjordan

Sway: Did you just hear Funk Volume? They just said they'll battle anybody, any label for half a million Mike Trampe: We gon' bring Horseshoe Gang and Crook up there man, let's see what's up Jarren Benton: Horseshoe's dope, Horseshoe's hella dope Hopsin: Anybody in any human existence Can stand in front of us and we will demolish them You done fucked up, y'all know that God damn I'm glad y'all set it off What? Y'all can't fuck with C.O.B Y'all can't fuck with Slaughterhouse You can't fuck with the Horseshoe Gang, nigga Y'all wanna battle for half a mil? We starving, we'll battle you for half a meal (Kenny) God damn, god damn I'm glad y'all set it off Funk Volume is better off dead and gone I'ma laugh when your head is off Funk Volume is hella soft, hella soft (Wait, nigga just wait, nigga just wait) You wanna battle for half a mill? (Wait, nigga just wait, my niggas ain't ate) We'll battle you for half a meal (Kenny) It's all on site soon as they put this song on sites Put your tombstones on sites (Dice) Nigga hold on tight to your life cause you don't want dice to hit you, get stole on twice (Julius) Get stole on thrice, this a lyrical soul on ice Slice you with a Eldridge cleaver, there's no more nice guy (Demetrius) Call this Christian rock cause we gon' stone Christ Wait a minute, who the fuck got a nigga like me started We make the streets dark, we retarded And we starving and these artists are starting to look like a fucking feast, fuck a peace offering Unless I offer you the peace, I caught him in his sleep See y'all in some deep shit like sodomy, y'all don't wanna see this side of me We turnt up but y'all volume is weak We can battle off the top of the head or I can just start chopping your head As your freestyle leaks out coming out the top of your head I'ma dig off in your pocket for bread It's no defense for the sick sinister piliger from here to any peninsula I'ma finna penciling your doom, enter the room like niggas shouldn't have mentioned us Then I'ma switch it up, it's Mr. Killer calligrapher (2: Kenny) Nigga what? They know that we don't give a fuck In a second we'll make the second coming of "Hit 'Em Up" Then light 'em up like a room when the switch is up Listen up, where my Swisher at? I feel better once I lit it up Is these niggas joking? maybe I should be smoking what these niggas smoking I breathe in the moment then make sure you niggas can't breathe in a moment You won't be able to stop it nigga, I promise you will die You may want to watch it like your job is to supervise Tryna spar with my silly ass similes and syllables are certainly similar to suicide We the niggas you should put in your top ten If you want to battle instead, let's get it poppin' We'll kill anybody that hip-hop sends We'll murder anybody, it don't matter who hops in I'm the Rakim & Biggie type Not impressed with the type of shit dizzy write I'm the type to be all up in a nigga's grandma's basement I'ma finna fuck Jarren Benton's wife Hold up, you couldn't fuck with a picture of me Your girl fucks with a picture of me in her head While you in the bed listening to me You a dead nigga the minute you mentioning me Crazy nigga, baby Hitler Skills feel like a Mercedes hit you You been smashing them black Eminem's rappers but we the real shady niggas Fuck soft rappers, I said it already Reminds me of the shit I said about Fetty Your home is where I'm finna be headed nigga I'm finna behead a nigga, I got a machete in my Chevy [4: Julius) My murder melodies steadily, leaving each and every one of you pathetic competitors redder than spaghetti This long beach, I'm a cold beast You motherfuckers end up in the belly of a Yeti This ain't no Drake or no Meek type of shit This is some "Takover," "Ether" type shit Now make no mistake, we been patiently waiting to beef with a clique Now these gay niggas making statements on Sway, yeah he gave them the bait This ain't beef, this is fish let the eating commence I rep three letters, C.O.B. shit Nigga these letters mean cease and desist (Kenny) God damn, god damn I'm glad y'all set it off Funk Volume is better off dead and gone I'ma laugh when your head is off Funk Volume is hella soft, hella soft (Wait, nigga just wait, nigga just wait) You wanna battle for just half a mill? (Wait, nigga just wait, my niggas ain't ate) We'll battle you for half a meal [Demetrius) Couldn't fuck with some niggas like us if you wanted to What you wanna do? Nigga any one of you Niggas you could get it, just admit it, you should come anew What you wanna do? any one of you niggas You motherfucking wack ass rappers (talk your shit Sway) I hate you I hate you for thinking you could rap You're polluting the game (dirty drawers) Fix your mouth (rotten mouth) Wack rappers, your time is coming to an end (yeah) Horseshoe Gang, Horseshoe Gang, Horseshoe Gang Hyenas!

Run it Yeah You know what I'm saying? Ha Chilling with your bitch Top down hair blowing in the wind yeah Yeah, yeah. Ya know I meet this bitch yesterday she want to ride in the car She got her head out the window like a MF dog She want that Prada, want the Gucci, want the moon and the stars I told her if you want it all than suck this d*ck 'til its soft. Yeah Top Down In the city Mix the hunnids with the 50s Yeah, you ready? Ha Top down in the city Mix the hunnids with the 50s I got cars in the driveway that I don't even drive Spent a band on my glasses I ain't even blind I say whoa there Don't run up on me 3 hoes I feel like Goldie One thick, one slim, one boney New rims I feel like Jody 2 Glocks, oh that's yo homie? Pop pop that n*gga owe me Whoop whoop oh that's patroly Drive that bitch slowly Calm down calm down calm down You ain't never seen a n*gga die before? Listen listen listen Make this right, right here Imma go change be right back New drip Bitch that's that Kobe