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J.O.F.F.
Hip-Hop/Rap
J.O.F.F. was released on May 30, 2025 by We Are Moguls LLC as a part of the album Like Minded Thinkers
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Release DateMay 30, 2025
LabelWe Are Moguls LLC
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM89

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dan Cool
Dan Cool
Rap
Nina Cool
Nina Cool
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Leonard Benlay Lewis
Leonard Benlay Lewis
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dan Cool
Dan Cool
Recording Engineer
Alex Reverberi
Alex Reverberi
Mixing Engineer
Versus Beats
Versus Beats
Producer

Lyrics

I do this rappin' like a sport
I do this rappin' like a sport
I'm attached to rap that's my habitat
Jump over the bar like an acrobat this a masterclass
I give my last to surpass the pack ain't no half and half
Was born to black out some just rappin' by happenstance
Remember studying all of the fundamentals
Every pause every emphasized letter was so essential
Knew they question my potential each record was more credentials
Now I'm bustin' down the door like the first and they got the rent due
This my spot homie I do this shit for therapy
Apparently the more I drop the less they can compare to me
Clarity and depth every word I spit sincerely
Now all these people beggin' with they hands out like it's charity
These 16's air a beat headshots guaranteed
Body bags prayers please grab the pack share the tree
Jon smokin' rappers on these beats them birds chirpin'
Tryna bite the style like a parakeet
Yea
They can try to mimic I'm inventive
By the time they find the rhythm
I'm already jotting different
Not imprisoned by a single style or gimmick
Nah I gifted
Versatile I rhyme efficient
Hope you take the time to listen yo
I do this rappin' like a sport
Pass a torch or we take this shit by force
I don't listen to the rappers you endorse
They just hop up off the porch
Since a kid I've been at war (J.O.F.F.)
I lace my kicks like I'm steppin' on a court
Every rhyme's a slam dunk this mic is my sport
Triple threat to flow I pivot and I move
Crossover competition got him stuck up in a groove
The bars tight like defense no room to breathe
I'm the MJ in the 4th ain't no trick up my sleeve
No need for no help I play fair and I win
But still call me the GOAT
I've been grindin' from within
You want the stats
Let me break it down in digits
Verse is worth a million my pen writing them riches
I'm a scholar up in the game study legends and lore
Every metaphor's a trophy adding more to the score
I'm in the zone and y'all just warming the bench
This is chess not checkers keep my moves so intense
Raps my arena where I dominate and thrive
Came to conquer the game leave my name so alive
Dunking on the egos and I'm breaking their defense
My cadence so smooth leave em' stuck up in suspense
Passion not luck it's the hours that I spend
Crafting bars in the dark with my soul as the vent
I do this rappin' like a sport
Pass a torch or we take this shit by force
I don't listen to the rappers you endorse
They just hop up off the porch
Since a kid I've been at war (J.O.F.F.)
Written by: Leonard Benlay Lewis
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