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killshot 3 - dax lyrics

[verse 1]
why’s everybody still calling me a rapper?
i’m an artist, i just rap for fun but still do it the hardest
should’ve known that i was comin’ like the song i did with marcus
once i hopsin the beat, dispose of the carcass
i remember when i started, people tried to call me stupid
so i took the liberty to level up and go r*t*rded
this ain’t mainstream music, i see red when i rap
don’t compare me to these people who see red on a carpet
so i took off to another dimension
thеre’s no birds here in sp*cе, i ain’t seeing ya mentions
n*ggas claim i ain’t sh*t, then go use my sh*t
to get them views, notoriety, and f*cking attention
it’s a famine in this industry, a rap recession
the only substance is abuse, let me cut the tension
i’m bringing real rap back
i was sent by the great and i swore i would f*cking protect it

[chorus]
this a k!llshot, everybody knows it
i’m coming, i’m making noise, but they acting like they ain’t hearing me
independent rapper who got it straight out the mud
when n0body was showing love, p*ssy n*gga, i’m the epitome
k!llshot, never took a hand out from no one
i got it popping myself and i get my dignity
inspired by the grace of the father and that’s a trinity
and i don’t give a f*ck if you hating or you ain’t feeling me
[verse 2]
these people hate it when you’re self*made
it’s blue flame when i burst and disperse rage
don’t gotta physically tussle, i let my words play
knew i was special ’cause the bus i took back in first grade
momma told me don’t listen, they don’t know pain
no names playing with me but ain’t got no game
i don’t miss, whatever, i drop hits
it’s a stretch if you running with me, i sweat propane
kick it, flip it, i’m skating laps around these f*cking gimmicks
i’m wicked, twisted, i’m half insane and diagnosed as gifted
my words vertically exceed the rollercoaster limit
that’s why when they try to write along, they f*cking miss it
i’m painting pictures, too perfect to pick a part and diss it
they don’t got the knowledge, the strength and integrity is missing
i remember days when my streaming numbers were pots to p*ss in
people tried to talk but they couldn’t see that i had a vision
eminem done paved a path, pac saw me in a dream
j cole can really hoop, we should play on the same team
driving down the lane, he could kick it to me for three
two, one, beating these buzzards and taking straight leads
i’m half amazing, the other half is the energy
of every great poet, shakespearian type, mc mozart
bach, beethoven inspired melodies
cadence from an angel that’s devilish, yet heavenly
watch how i summon the beast, watch how my mouth is foaming
when i step in the booth and i know i’m ’bout to f*ck up a beat
watch how i slow it down for you
then bring it back up to usain bolt world record speed
alpha*male*betic flow, my lm’s don’t know p’s
so i stay on my q ’cause they sleeping just like straight z’s
n*ggas hate on me then i see them go try and copy
’cause i’m spitting these facts, so they printing them like machines
gimme the mic, gimme the booth, gimme the beat that lex produced
gimme the strength to fill the shoes of the greats and deliver truth
gimme the tools to fuel the youth, replenish, spend then recoup
then redirect negativity pointed at me to you
gimme the chance to redo, review, remove any excuse
and push through any obstruction or rule that tries to reduce
my mathematical flow that adds me in every room
but subtracts me from the trash that they’ve been force feeding to you
honestly i might quit
i miss my janitor job and the long night shifts
i stick to myself ’cause my touch is midas
trust, everything that i touch spreads like virus
i don’t give a f*ck if you hate or you don’t like this
i don’t len flows, my last name ain’t bias
i can’t be bought, my music is priceless
and i’ve been all in their mouth like bronchitis
n*ggas be trash, they buy it, i’m so sick of the music climate
scoobadiving, swimming into the mainstream with the sharks and stealing like a pirate
f*cking up giants, david, you’re goliath
trumping the game, i’ll joe your biden
wanna be me, the only thing you’ll ever be is hepatitis
n*ggas be talking like i ain’t the nicest*meanest flow, it drips poseidon
word play concepts blow your mind with triple ententes and perfect timing
i’m in constant rhyming, morning night i’m constantly grinding
who’s better i don’t care but i know i’m top five greatest of all time and
listen, i’m f*ckin’ here, yeah, it ain’t a mistake
and with the sh*t i’ve already dropped, i can’t be erased
replaced, removed, and i’ma do whatever it takes
to have a seat at the table with the rest of greats
i ain’t focused on the beef ‘less we talking some steak
’cause i got too much at it to step out of my lane
i said it once in the beginning and i’ll say it again
i went from stupid to r*t*rded, now i’m going insane
[chorus]
this a k!llshot, everybody knows it
i’m coming, i’m making noise, but they acting like they ain’t hearing me
independent rapper who got it straight out the mud
when n0body was showing love, p*ssy n*gga, i’m the epitome
k!llshot, never took a hand out from no one
i got it popping myself and i get my dignity
inspired by the grace of the father and that’s a trinity
and i don’t give a f*ck if you hating or you ain’t feeling me

[outro]
say less, do more

- dax lyrics

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