Cousin Wars by OzzieJ - Zona

Cousin Wars

Track · Mar 7, 2026 · English

Cousin Wars

OzzieJ

Duration

3:11

Language

English

Lyrics

[Intro]

We were kids

We were chaos

Same blood

Different halos

[Verse 1]

Hand-me-down sneakers, grass-stained pride

You'd trip me on the sidewalk, say "keep up or slide"

I’d snatch your fitted cap, launch it in the tree

You climbed up, mom yelled, you blamed it on me (always)

Controller in your hand, you refused rematch

Said I only ever win when the game lagged, cap

We’d trade dead-leg hits in the back of the car

Windows fogged, heat high, turning bruises to scars

You took first swing at the world, I watched close

Studied every bad idea you chose

When you snuck out late, I clocked the route

Next week my turn, same fence, same doubt

[Chorus]

Cousin wars, call it bloodsport love

We were swinging at each other just to toughen up

Every shove, every shout, every "say that again"

Turned enemies at breakfast into brothers by ten

Cousin wars, yeah we crossed that line

Side by side in the trouble we could never define

We were cut from the cut-up cloth, stitched in the grime

You taught me how to fight

I taught you how to rhymе

[Verse 2]

Kitchen light humming, late-night raids

You dared me “chug that,” I did, felt phase

You laughed till you cried when I almost choked

Then slid your cup over like “share that joke”

You showed me how to cuss in a full sentence

I showed you how to lie with a straight presence

Tag-team lies, "we were at the park"

Mud on our jeans, both home before dark

You broke window glass with a curveball throw

I learned quick how fast an alibi grows

"Must’ve been the neighbor," you nudged my ribs

I nodded like a witness in a courtroom fib

Racing down blocks, cracked sidewalk tracks

Rusty bike chain, you never looked back

I fell, scraped palms, red dirt on my tongue

You circled once slow, said "c’mon, get up, run"

[Chorus]

Cousin wars, call it bloodsport love

We were swinging at each other just to toughen up

Every shove, every shout, every "say that again"

Turned enemies at breakfast into brothers by ten

Cousin wars, yeah we crossed that line

Side by side in the trouble we could never define

We were cut from the cut-up cloth, stitched in the grime

You taught me how to fight

I taught you how to rhymе

[Bridge]

Funny how the bruises faded

But the lessons stayed sharp like the names we traded (hey)

You said “trust ain’t trust if it’s soft like snow”

So you pushed, and you pressed just to see if I’d fold

We were wrong

We were right

We were grounded

We took flight

And I still hear you laugh in my hardest nights

Like "ain’t you the kid I dared to climb that height?"

[Chorus]

Cousin wars, call it bloodsport love

We were swinging at each other just to toughen up

Every shove, every shout, every "say that again"

Turned enemies at breakfast into brothers by ten

Cousin wars, yeah we crossed that line

Side by side in the trouble we could never define

We were cut from the cut-up cloth, stitched in the grime

You taught me how to fight

Now I fight with every line

Style

rapmoody boom-bap with warm sub-bass and crisppersistent drums. verses are densestory-driven rap with internal rhymes and quick pivots; hook opens wider with stacked male vocal doubles and distant crowd shouts. sparse keys and filtered vocal chops lift the chorusbridge drops to bass and rimshots before a finaltriumphant hook.deeplyrical

Prompt

Memories of my older cousin Josh and I growing up. Fighting and teasing each other. Running around with each other racing. Learning things and breaking rules, rap, bass and drums. Lyrical twists. Deep

Credits

Prompt by

OzzieJ

GeneratedMar 7, 2026

ModelAria v5