Homebound Songtext
von Kobie Dee

I be that story teller, nobody better, this Koori clever
Pack a punch and I shoulder roll ′em like Mayweather
They second guessing, nah, ain't no question, my game better
Rappers get repetit′, they sounding like they the same fella
Fuck Jerry Ella, we stay ruthless, bruv
Lot of people know my name but you don't know me, cuz
People talk behind the scenes, I'd rather stack my funds
I′m in that three six like MC Bunz
Tried to tell ′em I'm the sickest with
The flow and I been that from the get go

Styles I create originated in Lepp′s so
Perfecto, shock cunts like electro
Had to get this wallong, what the fuck you expect though?
Koori from the city but the homeland be
More in Madison we the maddest bunch of brothers you see
Got my royal Ewan Nation, that's the family tree
Pack the boonies and the commodore seats


You can find me in the south east chilling every day, my bred
Duffy′s corner reminiscing 'bout this life I led
Came a long way from popping pharmaceutical meds
I thank my army I ain′t end up dead

Brothers back then selling coke at the crack spot
Oozing in the matchbox
Running from the Gundys, you could tell we never dashed off
Tried to show him better but I fade into the backdrop
Now the only communication is through a laptop
So check the steez I bring
Keeping knowledge for my queens and my young black kings
Gotta hustle so my daughters got the finest of things
We making deals when the cell phone rings

Fantasies of living large, gotta make it out the struggle
Thankful for my daughter 'cause she keep me outta trouble
Money coming in but I intend to make it double
Got sick of keeping it humble, we focused on making bundles, uh
And everything 1K
Mama proud 'cause she know I′d make it out one day
She just happy that I did it all the genuine ways
Be on our own, fuck minimum wage
So go and check the socials, EP out now
Follow on this journey if you liking my sound


I′m known around town as that pound for pound
And that ain't never gonna stop ′til they put me in the ground, uh