Ribcage Music Ii (prod. By Sergio) Lyrics - Singles - Kobby Dope

Intro: 

Ribcage Music, oo ooooo ooooooo [Vocal in distinct] 

Real Music for the Deep minded 

Ribcage its Kobby dope 

Verse 1[Kobby Dope] 

The feeling off, being the new kid on the block 

Everybody listens to you when you talk 

Cos people want to know exactly what you got to say 

What is on your mind and how heavy it weighs 

The feeling off sitting right next to somebody when 

He ask a friend and a friend ask another friend 

Who is this kobby dope everyone is talking about 

He got into the game and got everyone walking out 

Was not like this when I started, 5 years ago they said I just did not have 

And that my target could only be my habit 

I did not stand a chance at least not on this planet 

They said I needed the kick, inception 

I was not born to spit cos I would never be pregnant 

I would be top, only when I had my shirt on 

So I had to get the message like texting 

[Spoken Word]Kobby Dope: 

So I weighed my options, 

Is this by the dream worth pursuing? 

Im staring blankly 

At my automatically hibernated laptop screen 

Lost in thoughts, should I let this hate get to me 

Or should I let the hate get to me 

Im at a cross road in life journey 

Contemplating if I should take the proverbial step 

That is supposed to kick start 

A journey of a million miles 

Or to turn back to never turn back 

Never! 

Verse 2 [Kobby Dope] 

But I will look sharp, In fact I will look Panasonic 

And my pockets will grow fat like its taking blood tonic 

Saying I am something apart from the best is ironic 

Cos then Ill run the whole freaking game, sonic 

It will be show after show, we will get show money, so we will show money 

I told money, got to go but Ill be back before you know money 

L-o-l you have to take away the joke money 

And if the money jie en prick, we will blow 

I will put my signature on the contract and it will be like ebe oil I dey shoot 

I call that arrow and bow money 

Now you will find me without even looking 

Cos I will be all over the place, all over like roofing 

I had a dream I was tired from the show at the arena 

So I took a nap and I was dreaming in my dream car 

I killed every rapper, stilled every shatta 

Collected the blood and I spilled in the gutter 

Am saying competition motivates me papa 

But of late it seems it just died, Atta 

So invite me to your stage, say make I come drop my lines 

Then I will steal the show like procrastination did to time 

Cos the way that I be rapping in this thing 

No telenovela, I have got passion in this thing 

Rib cage music I put my heart in this thing 

The game is my boxers you should know its big balls in this thing