Opposition in my face Tryin’ to play the fence I’m bigger than this dude That don’t make no sense I Kobe Bryant on ‘em I Kobe Bryant on ‘em I Kobe Bryant on ‘em I Kobe Bryant on ‘em
Opposition in my face Yeah, I Kobe Bryant on ‘em Body slam my flesh Andre the Giant on ‘em When life throws you curve balls Like Nolan Ryan on ‘em Don’t give up in the field Detroit Lions on ‘em When His foes gave Christ the cross He wasn’t dyin’ on ‘em He still extends love to those Who would be lyin’ on him Gotta offer my service Yeah, your boy’s wylin’ on ‘em That’s why I pack a punch with my lyrics Yeah, I’m stylin’ on ‘em Sin and lust, no laughin’ matter No joke on ‘em That’s why I run from temptation Usain Bolt on ‘em But there I go celebrating before the finish line I find myself repentin’ again for my pride Got that 4x4 community Pass the sticks on ‘em I hope I can depend on my dogs Mike Vick on ‘em I wanna be free from slavery Kunta Kinte on ‘em And just please the master Daniel son and Sensei on ‘em
Opposition in my face Tryin’ to play the fence I’m bigger than this dude Dat don’t make no sense I Kobe Bryant on ‘em I Kobe Bryant on ‘em I Kobe Bryant on ‘em I Kobe Bryant on ‘em x2 I’m unashamed of the Gospel 116 on ‘em Chosen to be in His presence VIP list on ‘em My God’s something like Kobe Crazy and amazin’ on ‘em Yours is always hurt Yeah, Tracy McGrady on ‘em Temptation comes my way I Cuba Good on ‘em I ain’t tryin’ to master the green Tiger Woods on ‘em I’m tryin’ to deliver the Word Bill Gates on ‘em But they worried about themselves Myspace on ‘em I’m haunted by the truth that even church goin’ youth [- From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/s/sho-baraka-lyrics/kobe-bryant-on-em-lyrics.html -] wanna root for the thug in the thousand dollar suits Cause he looks fly And he got a lot a swagger on ‘im But he’s gonna die Yeah, pull out the casket for ‘im Then he stands before the throne Judge Judy on ‘im Then you’ll see your life was mishandled And unruly on ‘em Then you realize you missed the bus Criss cross on ‘em And you ain’t the biggest boss Rick Ross on ‘em
Opposition in my face Tryin’ to play the fence I’m bigger than this dude Dat don’t make no sense I Kobe Bryant on ‘em I Kobe Bryant on ‘em I Kobe Bryant on ‘em I Kobe Bryant on ‘em x2
Now I’m a bit scared Cause all my friends, Police was pullin’ sirens on ‘em But I got picked from high school I Kobe Bryant on ‘em Yeah, we talkin’ NBA, But I feel more like the NFL Cause I got that new found love That’s the truth Emmanuel The lamb hurt for my sins No longer perp with my friends No longer work for the ends Last clerk to leave the gym Cause the Lord is like the glass You can always bank on ‘im I like to jump over cain at nights And straight crank on ‘im I hit the J at the buzzer End this game of jeopardy Causin’ the world to stay away from me Like I got leprosy I used to run with 8 Now I’m runnin’ 24 Used to be lukewarm Now I’m full time for the Lord To my defense I’m still in that 2-3 zone Keep it old school like 45s I roll with dee yon Give, I know winners do Romans 13 on ‘em We are the champions Rock band Queen on ‘em
Opposition in my face Tryin’ to play the fence I’m bigger than this dude Dat don’t make no sense I Kobe Bryant on ‘em I Kobe Bryant on ‘em I Kobe Bryant on ‘em I Kobe Bryant on ‘em x2