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PEDIALYTE
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Hip-Hop/Rap
PEDIALYTE was released on January 31, 2026 by Parkside Entertainment as a part of the album HIM (EXTENTED)
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Release DateJanuary 31, 2026
LabelParkside Entertainment
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM88

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kobe El-Bey
Kobe El-Bey
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kobe El-Bey
Kobe El-Bey
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Don Beatz
Don Beatz
Engineer

Lyrics

Free the mob
Free Coocku, Free LA
Free Jam, Free Jugg
Free Day Day
Free Brick
No more ties, no bow ties
They sinning, I'm soul tide
They hate that we winning, it's getting hot in the kitchen
Fire you, take your pension
Black man pay attention, assassinate them
Won't tie nothing around my neck again
But history going to repeat itself, peep the knowledge, I see the wealth
Encyclopedia on the shelf, tell me Pedialyte will help
Witches the color kelp, hit that bitch with some water, melt, like this how they oughta felt
And bliss how my daughter felt when I give her a kiss and tell her to be better and love herself or nobody will, this body feel
Sam I am, like I am Sam, and Sam is me
Who named your god, is god a man, could be a she
Who found America, was it them or was it he
We fed them corn, they gave us blankets' came with disease
Why they divide our unity, went from we to me
Ain't there a god in everyone that there shouldn't be
You go inside to pull him up, but you couldn't reach
You try to hide your feelings, hoping it bring relief
Fig newton, I figured this shit was bad for me
I know Huey taught us better, see he the Master P
Polluting lead to catastrophe
Cook flower, leave white hands, oh this how ashy be
Those people laughed at me, now they Laffy Taffy
Leave nasty feelings in my gut when I chew them up
I bet she feel it in her gut when we busting nuts
She know I'm cold as ice, this Ice Age, she can't get enough
Told Omar we on, all I do is touch
I got the bat man, mister freeze 'fore I leave you stuck
All the bars in this country, still there ain't enough
All the cars they be driven, I walk, I'd rather clutch
Peanut butter jelly with the melody
I make them dance, can't touch this, it's like celibacy
No exception, blanket statement like a cover with me
I ain't running from the bars unless my brother with me
Why not plant a seed, one day we got to leave
Why not do it big, who knows what you'd achieve
It's all backwards, fear god, I can't believe we do shit for no reason, O just look at Steve
Soap like ODB
Rope hang from a tree
Cope like this is me
Hope like omg
Broke like into pieces
Soul is never leaving
Grow with every season
Go because your breathing
I fade to black, I be in the cut
No more parties, they can't party with us
We used to shoot the party up
Because really I just ain't give a fuck
And really still I don't give a fuck
Written by: Kobe El-Bey
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