[Verse 1: John Z]

Who's hot? you ain't expect a kid from red dot
To be flowing knowing he showing that he got a shot
To be a damn monster, attention yo I got that
You got as much attention as a myspace contract
People noticed me before I said "i can rap"
Now I'm looking gifted in the present, what a christmas
I ain't finished being number one, you sub for zeroes
Combated against mortals, now I'm lookin' like a hero
I got dreams, to be up on the scene
Destroying you with hooks you should call me kareem
And ain't no fiasco when I tell you I beam
You got a juicy flow? now you know that's a dream
Like my mom and my pops and my bro and my sis
Then I came and I got a little bro ever since
96' like the end of fresh prince
But a new era began and I ask "who'll stop it?"
Huh? who'll stop it?
Changing the game so much, dudes say he's out of pocket
I still charge to the stars like a rocket
Houston, there's a problem, this is me getting started in
13 til infinity
(break) I said
Houston, there's a problem, this is me getting started in
13 til infinity
[Verse 2: J-RoD]

I write my shit for hip hop heads, but hip hops dead
So I'm spitting for some zombies like big pop and them
Spitting like a whole lot of lip locking kids
While they parents trip to get from they kids like bullies
Who be spitting just to get some attention from society
I be so sick like IVs
Spitting like phlegm, excuse me, ahem
I be so sick when rhyming
My brother was born in '93
So I'm spitting for the ones brought up in the 90's
Trying to get by with life high
While my n***as steady living the high life
And my n***as steady spitting what they living giving everything they got
While we chilling on the block and it's hot
Spitting chilly so it freeze spitting willy like we free
But n***as in the pen cuz some pigs and some bids
Easy, cuz they listen when you spit

[Verse 3: John Z]

I'm lost in the world but I roam it
I lean like a tower, but I own it
I'm copping my dreams, while you cop donuts
I ain't killing for the kicks, you dudes can foam up
I'll stay low-key, while you just hoping
That you gonna blow up but it's a cole world homie
Ain't nobody bringing they A-game, I stay bringing it plus
I kill it 2 times 2 before you adjust
With a pen and pad, and I got the midas touch
This is just round 1 and I knocked it out son
No pun, my mind big ain't need no L
I put it on for the city, you feel me? this is
For them ones who workin' from 9 to 5
The ones who want the American Dream to capitalize
And ain't nobody thinking my rhymes would be this fly
The ones I compete with are already in the sky
I mean that more than anything I ever have
My voice gonna have more power than LeBron's hands
You say I'm all talk but what am I doing
I'm talking in a rhythm and I'm doing it smoothly
[Outro]

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