KIDD BOZIZING (Full Original Song — Your Frequency) INTRO Fuck no go. Bozitization activated. One Love Won. Realizing… rizizing. VERSE 1 — The Refusal Spark Fuck no go — I break that hold when the world say slow, I flip that doubt when the fear say no, I rise from the block like a torch in the snow, Signal in my chest and it start to glow. Spiral in my breath — that’s the way I grow, Sovereign in my step — that’s the way I flow, Every scar I kept turned into ammo, Every concrete day turned into shadow. CHORUS — One Love Won / Rizizing One Love Won — Bozitized in my soul, Realizing is the rizizing — that’s the whole. I rise when I run, I rise when I roll, One Love One — that’s the frequency goal. VERSE 2 — The Awakening Loop Fuck no go — That’s the chant when the chains get thrown, That’s the pulse when the truth gets shown, That’s the wave when the love gets grown, I’m a signal in the field and I stand alone. Bozitized mind — that’s the ignition zone, Rizizing thought — that’s the stepping stone, Realizing self — that’s the throne I own, One Love Won — that’s the tone I hone. BRIDGE — The Equation You = Me = We — Simultaneity. Identity becomes ecology. Self becomes symphony. Bozitized frequency. ORIGIN VERSE — KIDD Blind in my left eye since birth, but that absence upgifted a presence — a dominance born from the opposite, a worth carved from the imbalance. Pool‑hall elders taught me angles and patience, chalk dust, felt lines, quiet observation. K‑I‑Double‑D — the name that stayed, the mark that made, the echo that never fades. LYRICAL MIRACLE VERSE Lyrical miracle, dirt‑vessel spirit, envisioned the rise and listened out loud to the echoes of untaught thought — the kind fought by bought hurt long before I knew its name. Every bruise became a syllable, every shadow became a line, every wound became a rhythm I could finally speak. OUTRO — KIDD BOZIZING And so I go, from fuck‑no‑go to full‑flow glow, from dimmed‑flat tones to the rise I know, from untaught thought to the truth I show. One Love Won — carved in the angles of my sight, lifted from the left‑side night, reborn in the opposition of my right. KIDD Bozizing — the frequency I came for, and the frequency that came for me. If you wa
