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[Intro] (00:16)
I’m in love with my cocoa (cocoa)/
I go cuckoo without my cocoa (cocoa)/
Stupid ill at 21 years old though/
Bring the beat in so I can go loco (loco)/
[Verse 1] (00:32)
Shirt the same design as a bandanna/
Guess I’m bangin’ on wax like Santana/
You lookin’ famished in this game full of hunger/
Jumpin’ over killas with the bars, who’d wonder?/
Jackie Joyner Kersee, Jesse Owens, Luke Thunder/
That last name I made up to keep the game up/
Killas pop pills like Hot Fries and Cheetos/
So they can get twisted and turnt just like Fritos/
O-B-E-Y the FUBU standard and see why/
It’s “For Us, By Us,” Hip Hop is only knee high/
A lot of suckas rollin’ in like they got it/
But only a few make the cut, I emcee honest/
'Cuz I’m less of a hypebeast, more of a hypocrite/
Got knowledge of myself a little bit but still ig’nant/
21 years old now, time to find a road now/
Wasting years away, don’t got no years to play/
Got a lot more pain to take, but no tears to wipe away/
'Cuz I don’t do no cryin’, gotta keep on tryin’/
If you ain’t bout the struggle, then it ain’t worth fightin’/
Might as well die right now if you feel too tired/
The GODKidd, an early messiah/
But how can you be that if you’re still in the fire?/
If you’re still at your Mama’s? Still you got no job yet?/
Keep it real with myself before anybody’ll side-check/
But still write like I won’t leave a massive wide wreckage/
Still deliver like the Pizza Guy ain’t on time yet/
Still give you bars, wordplay, metaphors, similes/
Conjunctions, interjections, fragmented sentences/
Hyperboles, analogies, the gift of literate crafting/
I’m back in action… but I never left, right?//
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