Letra de Shook Ones, Pt. II (Remix) - Dax

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 stream my music don’t live in comment sections where 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 fucking music for the circus

Or the sheep who are pussy 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

Nobody 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 niggas 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 to bend 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 fucked 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 buttons 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

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