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shook ones, pt. ii (remix) - dax lyrics

[verse]
never been one for the fame, it doesn’t satisfy
my wicked thoughts pen verses that are classified
90% of what you hear for me is watered down, thoughts of my own because the real need alibis
and not one of you would save me if i get a case
your validation ain’t gon’ pay or keep my family straight
so i don’t care about your politics or deep state
just be glad my music doesn’t boost your cities murder rate
i’m ground breaking but was never shaken
the path i paved exists without mainstream validation
the main ones who strеam my music don’t live in comment sections whеre the narrative is concentrated
on what i’m making or the lifestyle that i’m portraying
that i can’t afford and would probably lead to tax evasion
so when you see me rocking vans and the same jeans and expect more, close your eyes and just use your imagination
don’t live vicariously through me
i shop at walmart, target and the jeans is from zumiez
the role i model isn’t one you gotta follow, i am not an advocate for turning life into a movie
i’m a real person
and i don’t make my f*cking music for the circus
or the sheep who are p*ssy and not assertive
my intro versions climax, when they grab my book try to read it and do it a disservice
this a new chapter
this is 5 years later from a rookie to a master
advancement in my vernacular
bleeds truth, sucks the fake right out of ya
n0body does it better and yes i count dracula
smacking ya with the hand of god my word flips religiously turn cheeks and improve your cardiovascular ’cause n*ggas gotta run my tracks back a mile
4 minutes the minimum unless you’re roger bannister
i wonder when they going to let the real back
rhyme and poetry, definition of real rap
storytelling the whole nine i mean that so many lines the content would make a fiend crack
overdose, lean back
to b major ya have to c flat
scale your rhymes before the schemes crash
i’ll never minor ’cause i’ve seen cash
they cedes mad cheap i benz ridin’ a e class
out in canada in the mountains with a ski mask with more snow bunnies than vince carter in knee pads
and these people don’t see that i’m bringing more hits than muhammad ali on a speed bag
blow out both ya knee caps ya
physical therapies needed when dax kicking this ice cold
or heat pads will have to be applied where your feet at
you getting stiff off the realness
you needa strech
societies obsess everything right*left
saying dax ain’t nice is politically incorrect
i’m judicial
too official to play second fiddle
they kamikaze your content
suicidal their bomb threats, wage war divine winds blow concepts
i see the vision, they tri*and*angle division keep ya circle small
they’ll wreck*and*tangle ya prism
off of copyright and call it infringement
then 360 you into a cute to play ya position
and that’s the definition of being in music business
i’m a warrior
straight descendant
imperial regimes is what i studied bend to this
time from a warped romanesque*collective where they rule, conquer, and con*descendants
they’re condescending
i’m hard but i’m hardly mentioned
in a period that got no sentence
so when the pair*graphs with my life ascension
my peaks get labeled as total vengeance
my pen is endless
and not to mention i’m demented watch how the beats molested chopped and screwed into perfect sections
then reflected back in f*cked direction of society that lacks connections
sms my texts a threat to bill address these bars collect your inner*nets and web schemes that oppress on b*ttons that free*domes like it’s malcom x
i’m not civil, i write
for the people i fight
i go hard ’cause these songs could be saving a life
every night, every line, every time, i speak my mind
there’s a chance i stop someone from dying
and stop someone from crying
or committing a crime
whenever they’re outta place
i’m helping them realign, combine
find someone they can confide in every time
speak words that motivate and get them back on the grind
and shine lifes divine
why waste time inside ya mind
climb to heights that so high you might have to fly
it’s dax

- dax lyrics

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