The Next Rap God 2 - Dax

Ten minutes was the warmup, nigga, get in tune

You wanna beef? Let's meet, hit my Zoom

I'm callin' shots, you in the bleachers mournin' every move

I kill 'em with success, I'm up next like afternoon

You niggas evenin' the playin' scale, it's like the moon

Tryna sunset as the nightmare I rap resumes

You get eclipsed, and then I star in the movie (LexNour)

Where the underdog leaves the whole game straight confused

You think you rappin' with a God, you must be crazy, nigga

One song for my deluxe is all I need to do

These puppies barkin', they done bit off more than they can chew

My album just dropped, I'm already back for round two

This here for shits and giggles, here's an epiphany

Dax ain't droppin' music when he's rappin', he's droppin' symphonies

I make Mozart than most, my key lyrically

Is noted on a scale above the whole industry, it's Dax

I got bars out in Georgia

Twenty-minute songs'll probably Illinois ya

I got PTSD from the killin's of these beats, I'm a veteran

I came in the game like a soldier, I could sun you like Barbosa

Me and Nash playin' soccer out in Canada, that's Trudeau

I ain't never lied in my prime, how I minister the flow is unknown

They don't know where it's comin' from like phone calls with star 69

They say I say nothin', that I'm corny and outdated

If I rapped in the '90s, I'd probably be famous

That the flow and the cadence is abrasive

I be blackin' out on beats, even niggas started callin' me a racist

Like Aunt Jemima

I need an Oscar, they admire my wiener

They blowin' me like Hurricane Katrina

I get Superdome defenses tryna find a way to stop me

I'm offensive with the wordplay, I minored misdemeanors

Bitch, you might need a subpoena to see me, like John Cena

High jab ya, huh, then wrap you like a turban

Pack a Stan in a can and ship him to Eminem

And say "Dax needs a feature" and pray that it's not a burden, why?

Because I rap in cursive

They treat my lyrics like the Bible, the OG and the King James Version

This colloquial, my verses speak 'hood and suburban

So the people in the 'jects still respect my sermons

Merge it, LeapFrog it, Kermit

You want a pass, you'll need a permit

Lyrically, I'm drivin' drunk how I'm swervin'

In and out of genres, I ain't pop or urban

I'm my own category, you can call that shit purpose, listen

I need to get this off my chest

You a bitch if I'm rappin' and you say you not impressed

Your input does not add money to my check

Who the fuck about to do this and not even break a sweat?

Man, they committin' genocide tryna exterminate the lyricist

While saying Dax is the antithesis

That's means opposite, but if I'm the opposite

Then how am I independent and the game's still profitin'?

It's not supposed to happen, they cappin'

I'm a goddamn savage when rappin'

Gas mask yo' casket 'cause the smoke I spit will give you lung damage

If you wanna come and grab what I'm grabbin', you'll have to lift weights and wait

'Cause the tectonic plate shift I create is so great

That by the time you reach me the earth quakes

The booth was my birthplace, I'm used to the static

They say I got drive, I'm auto-matic

Ain't listenin' to demos, especially not 'cratics

These niggas panic like we at the disco

I got a simple plan for you

We should rage against the machine, I'ma need a team

I'm two and a half men myself, like Charlie Sheen

This industry's sick, Dax is the vaccine

Top five in this bitch, at least the past three

If they say otherwise, they anti-vaccine

And the mandate passed suppresses they free speech

'Cause I'm in a different category

My whole life is a allegory

The truth I speak is a double-edge

And that's why there's no matrimony

Everybody knows what I came to do

So they separate, and the alimony

Is why I'm broke, but I don't care because my impact is mandatory

In a age of fake and I'm perplexed by the hate

Why flex in your songs if they carry no weight?

If my shit's trash but spreads at this rate

Then maybe it's you who has no taste

And I don't normally pray, but today I'll say

"Dear God, please wash these lames away"

And ironically, that's the name of my song

That's gold with no fuckin' radio play

Now it's back to the topic, let me hit you wit' a switch

How the fuck I'm pussy if you always on my dick?

I don't rap about the typical, my money or a bitch

And if I ever do flex, I'm in the gym doin' lifts

I don't pack nothin' but six, my abs stay ripped

I'm like an ad lib, bitch, I stay in the mix

Every time I see a beat in my scope, it's a hit

State of mind like a shooter for the New York Knicks

I'm the best, and if they ask Kawhi like the Clips

Tell 'em Dax got a glove with the game in his grip

Throwin' counterpunches, hooks, metaphorically the shit

Like a potty mouth nigga with a stank upper lip, and

This wasn't planned

I'm spittin' facts from a real-world scan

They cable, I'm streamin', they nice

But the difference, they can't do it on demand, I'm the man

B-b-bombin' on these beats if you tally up the bands

Got enough ammunition to supply the Taliban

Every bar is like a bullet, they go doo-doo!

People try to Dodge, but they can't like a fuckin' caravan

Okay, now I'm warmed up, I can feel the sweat

The bars drip and turn complex

Hit the floor as I gas the beat, then evaporate and condense

In a generation where common sense is not common sense

We need a real rapper, but when you say Nas

They think you mean Lil Nas X and that's not a diss

I don't want to get canceled, YouTube, don't take my channel

Don't copyright, 'cause if you do I'll strike and beat at you

I'm sick and somethin' you can't handle

I'm solar like a panel

You can't desert me like a camel

I was built for this and somethin' they cannot dismantle

Man, this is appallin', I bounce back like Spalding

I slide on these beats, my flows icy and my bars toboggans

If rap's a house, I'm home alone like Macaulay Culkin

And if you think you better, then rap about it and stop talkin', hot doggin'

I actually play basketball

I'm gettin' buckets if they ever say that Dax ballin'

I see them postin' who's the best hoop rap artist

Like I ain't led a whole goddamn college conference

This shit is wild, I see the posts and profiles

But commentin' negativity is not my style

I got a strap and I ain't talkin' 'bout a gun

It's a hoop term, dummy, go ahead, you can check my file

I been squeaky clean, see, I don't want to go to jail

But if I did, I know it'd triple all my sales

And that's the fucked up part about this life

Don't nobody wanna see you do good 'til you goin' through hell

And that's why I had to make this

Twenty-minute rap song, I'm 'bout to one-take it

I just made my first album

Full of songs from the depths of my heart, and these people didn't appreciate it

I should've rapped about guns and violence

Or fuckin' bad bitches on an island

Or some drugs that I don't even take, heh

Then tell all the kids to try it

Man, what's its gon' take to make it?

For them to say that I'm one of the greatest?

Do I gotta go sell my soul?

And live the rest of my life forsaken?

Don't push me, 'cause I just might do it

I go dumb, but I've never been stupid

I've had nothin' in my life before, and I was fine

So, bitch, I'm not afraid to lose it

So, fuck this music, I don't need it

Call me cocky or call me conceited

Smooth criminal, I'm a demon

I Mike Jacked 'em, now they gotta beat it

I throw up hits, heh, I'm bulimic

Shoutout to Drake—why? I stay schemin'

Started from the bottom, now the views I'm seein'

Mean nothin' was the same, and I'm no longer dreamin'

Man, this already a classic, yeah

I'm the future, so you can't look past it

If you take that mask off you could tell that I'm the baddest

Report cards the only time in life you'll see Dax beside the word "average"

And I bet you I'm above, go add 'er all together, I ain't talkin' bout the drug

And you know it's orange juice if they say a C-plus

If you think I'm a 50, then you got no sense like the famous rap song that is called "In Da Club"

Calm down, let me bust a rhyme and kick flips while I'm on my grind

I got tricks up my sleeve, I could make a simile disappear like the line inside this line

And every time I rhyme, they see an Optimus in his prime

I transform, I could reach the blind

My mind's design is one of a kind, you'll find

There is no one like I and that is I why

I must keep it goin', constant motion, locomotive

I lack promotion, I provoke 'em

Break down every system but still be growin'

So sick that they might need some Ibuprofen

Off the deep end, bars with the depths of oceans

Sub-zero flow, so you know it's frozen

IQ so high feels like I'm smokin'

Most impotent man who is spittin' potent

Face off with The Rock like a real Samoan

Tech N9ne with the chop, Midwest influence

That's congruent, payin' my respects, I'm never out of pocket

Name another young gun who is this polished

I spit fury, entice 'em with this rocket

Bars get to droppin' everywhere like I'm bronze bombin'

You couldn't put me in a box if we boxin'

BTS shots the only time Dax K-poppin'

Stick on my hip, I'll clean the whole room

But don't be alarmed, it's Dax, I'm just moppin'

That's off-topic, let me tell you somethin' real

Everything you see now was done with no deal

What does that mean? It's fuck how you feel

'Cause it's impossible to get this far with no skill (Skill, skill, skill, skill, skill, skill)

Never mind, you won't find no one like me

I wish

That you would see me for what I am

Instead of ignorant top comments you see on the 'Gram

I'm a once-in-a-lifetime type of man

Who actually cares 'bout the content and all the fans

I guess it doesn't matter, they piss poor, weak bladder

I gotta keep them at bay like the Packers

Don't stare, 'cause you'll need a ladder

They pass words around like computer hackers

I'm built different, I was never breastfed

When I was two years old, I was dropped on my head

In school like Dej Loaf, they'd try me

But just like the second part of her name, I was all about the bread

So, I stayed focused, I couldn't afford to fumble

Wrestlin' demons in my bed like the Royal Rumble

Paid dues, they ain't never gave me a bundle

But they discount people who would fuckin' mumble

This life is not fair, they dread Dax like Jamaican hair

Because they know they can't compare

Then stock my work and resell it on the market

And give Dax no shares

What the fuck? I'm 'bout to slide like a hockey puck, duck like Donald

Shoot like LeBron and tax niggas like Obama

Do the stanky leg and heat it up like a sauna

While you talk to yo' God and have to deal with yo' karma

As-salamu alaykum, I come in peace

I love all religions and practice what I preach

If you came into this world and you bleed, you're like me

'Cause love is my religion, and I love what I see

I'm not a Christian rapper, I just rap about faith

Without takin' the Bible and throwin' it in your face

And ironically, when you do it that way

More people end up saved

I paved my way by scrapin' it

You ain't never seen a nigga like me, if you did, I guarantee they was on some label shit

They want me to leaf, I'm not rakin' it, twenty minutes, bitch, this my statement

Halfway and I'm just warmin' up, now I'm 'bout to freak this like some pussy I'm playin' with

I'm 'bout give you that energy, uh

They know Dax sick, but he also the remedy, yeah

If they say I'm trash they smokin' methamphetamine, yeah

This here my destiny, yeah

Pussy nigga, you an enemy, never was a friend to me

Hundred different flows like a muthafuckin' centipede, it's Dax!

My path's a lonely road, I walk alone, and I keep my eyes closed

I don't fuck wit' you broke hoes, I'd rather jack off inside my home

I can already see the fake, they rise quick then fall like Easy Bake

Then resurrect like Christ on Easter Day, they straight ass, I ain't talkin' about a piece of cake

Uh, I'm turnin' up the concentration

Free in this bitch, but I'm not a mason

Came in the game and the beats I'm blazin'

Bring heat that'll torch and destroy the matrix

Line after line, got 'em snortin' greatness

Raw spelt backwards is what I'm wagin'

Dax is the brand and the occupation

Occupies the real so the constant hatin'

Comes from the fake who deny the basic

That Dax is a part of the conversation

With no cosign or major playlists

Radio play or talent agent

Anger and rage 'cause they can't contain it

Straight to top, and the spot is vacant

Those who oppose go straight to hell, hah

And go twerk with Satan

I'm spittin' it mad fast, I ain't gonna backtrack

My flow's in a hazmat, I'm fixin' to blow

Game in a backpack, they spittin' the rap cap

They know what they doin', and they tryna be clones

I'm ice cold, no Steve Stone

Unless you're in Austin, Texas

WWE, you niggas restless

You are not getting in, you're not on my guest list

Don't fit like Tetris, I'm 'bout to make this flip

Anybody hatin' can come and suck my dick

Everything I spit is like glue, it sticks

When you poop's the only time you're the shit

Everybody wanna just get rich

You're all my sons just like Chris

I'm appalled 'cause you always miss

And if you hit, you still can't do it like this

And if you did your brain would explode, I'm next to blow

I'm a whole series, you're just an episode

Gimme legume, heh, like a vegetable

Beatin' me is a stretch, you better get flexible

Killin' this beat, but the crime is sensible

First-degree, I murder thee, then mastermind then PhD

My schemes are credible

So the rhymes may not be detectable

Over heads, they go and fall on deaf ears

The buzz I made's beyond lightyears

So when they're toxic like Britney Spears

I barely hear 'cause I just switch gears

You ain't never seen a rapper strike this much fear

Amongst his foes and his so-called peers

So, like Visine drops, let me make this clear

I'm Dax, and I been in a different tier

And it's fire, fire, call for help

My desire burns and they passion melts

Independent, so I might not be felt

But I sign my checks, that's a higher self

Don't pull my card 'cause you might get dealt

My hand of God's from the Bible Belt

My wave's so big even Michael Phelps

Can't swim my shit without some help

So breathe, huh-huh, huh-huh

You might need a second to catch up

Dax is on a tear, and they're lookin' for backup

Semi-automatic, and I hit like a Mack truck

Breathe, huh-huh, huh-huh

And I don't give a flying fat fuck

Yes, I am a sinner, and I drink and do cuss

But like DJ Khaled, I got the keys

To unlock the beast

Extend my reach from down beneath

And knock off those who cannot compete

But want to act like they can fuck with me

It's OK-K-K like racial tension

"Dax nice, let's avoid him and never mention

He'll elevate to a new dimension

And leave us here in the kiddy section"

Sixty-five metaphors, where's my pension?

I retire beats and they go to heaven

Appraise them, not like a reverend

I mean raise their value

I'm still here like a statue starin' at you, I will stand the test of time

And if I sit I'll still be twice as tall with my head in the sky

Lookin' down at all you birds

Who talk on Twitter thinkin' there's power behind your words?

Callin' me corny behind your computer in the fuckin' suburbs

Hahahaha, hahahahaha, haha

You're way too late, heh I've mastered this, and now I'm better than great, heh heh, uh

In fact, I might just be top five all-time, or at least top ten, well, maybe nine

Minus five, divided by two, minus the amount times we all get to live this life

That's one, don't waste it

You'd be way more successful with Dax on your playlist

'Cause I rap about motivation, which you lack

'Cause if you focused on yourself, you wouldn't have time to go online, spend your time there, heh, just to shit on Dax

Oh, it's sad, you know I've never had someone more successful tell me I'm wack

And, oh, I forgot I'm black so I'm supposed to rap about guns, bitches, clothes, and tons of cash

While you pricks pray I lose my shit, while you sit at home and clap

And that's the kicker, heh

You don't even get paid to hate, heh, heh on Twitter, heh

It just makes you bitter, and my skin gets thicker and it actually promotes my work

Indirectly and over a period of time you sheep herd and all just make me richer

I got you in a bind like a boa constrictor

I'm on the way up like a zipper and only fade in the cut with a pair of clippers

But I'm no clown, my shit's real

And that's why despite how you feel, it all still spreads around

Up and down with resoundin' sound

Even haters got to admit that Dax got that bounce

Boy, you better run home when you see me, I don't mean a baseball mound

I'm the king in this bitch, that's why I let my hair grow in the shape of a crown

You better bow down then get up, I won't let up or let go

I take the hate they throw and embody it for the energy to go turn up at my sold-out shows across the globe

South Africa, Nigeria

Zambia, Liberia

Canada, I need Expedia

And, oh, I got a message for the media

I don't care if that fake shit feedin' ya

You a sellout if you glorify that trash that does not meet the criteria

I'm a patriot, I've united states

Every bill I check got Buccs and nears Tom Brady's throw completion rate

That's a bar, if you don't get it

But if you did, I have to explain for those who still give me no credit

Well, well, well, actually I've got my I got my own money

I've always been a big advocate for debit

I don't obsess over what's not mine, I already think I'm great

They whine about Dax like a large amount of grapes

Then act pregnant like they made me and I popped out way too late

And they never ever recovered from postpartum baby weight

That's not my fault, I did my job and made waves like Rod

I put my heart on ice, and if you slip and fall, I hope you break your jaw

So you can't talk at all and have to cry

Oh, I'm gettin' off track, or maybe I should just go and finish that like No Life Shaq

You want to know what pisses me off the most?

People wanna pretend that they can do what I do

Drop these tracks back-to-back with impeccable raps

Stay humble, move how I move

Hit it on the nail, you're a loose screw

Ain't nobody fuckin' with me in this booth

It's a blatant lie if they try to say I'm not the truth

Inspirational, all relatable, undebatably one of a kind

Intrinsic fire lit inside to match my grind

Critical thinkin' songs that actually make you think about your life

Fuck attention spans, my music actually stands the test of time

I don't give a fuck about a Grammy, I should've had three

"Dear God", "JOKER", "Book of Revelations"

But these motherfuckers don't want to give it to emcees

Just glorify and push the shit that's empty

I'm at large in this bitch like a Starbucks Venti

Certified-killer, promise you don't want to tempt me

Got the game in a state of rage, a frenzy

If they're speaking on my name and hate, it's envy

I ain't missin' my target unless I'm shoppin' for some bananas

I'm at c-c-c-c-c-c-c-c-c-c-coco cabanas

K-k-killin' these comics c-c-comin' at me with cameras

Don't c-c-c-c-call me 'less you callin' Colin, you cappin'

I'm a c-c-c, c-c-chemist c-c-cookin' everything

You c-cook 'cause I'm a menace

Dax is a Clause like Santa, but independent

My world is a series, I don't mean the Pennant, heh

They probably think that I'll run out of bars

But I'm a galaxy, and I got as many as the stars

I'm an extraterrestrial alien and I'm on Mars

And I'm comin' back to Earth to rid you of these retards

Man, I hope they don't cancel me for that

Cancel culture is a bitch

You can say anything you want

As long you're not rich

But if you're poor, oh, they might get you, too

Because if you ever become successful, they'll use your past against you

We can't even be human, we can't even make mistakes

Everyone's a dick, but won't come say it to your face

We spend our lives looking left and right while we run our race

Then wonder why we're depressed and always finish shit in second place

Get up and get gone, you ain't right if you're doin' nothin' wrong

Get off of that phone, find a Korea like Kim Jong-Un

Find your passion and cash in like Kim Kardashian

And bask in the fact that it takes action to be a massive attraction

And stay active instead of bein' passive, reach out and go grab it and make habits

Fuck status, you'll stay static, just march, no madness

This bracket is an elite synapsis, all info passed has been imagined

No draggin' if you wanna get cash then start smashin'

Instead of waitin' 'til you're in a casket

And braggin' on what happened in the past

Of your life as the basic average

Be a savage, attack it, rip it, slash it, cremate it

Take its ashes and smoke it, gas it so hard that the pedal smashes

Stop livin' in captions, you're better than that, you have it, addict

Like Go-Go Gadget, you're equipped to wreak havoc, emphatic

I'm 'bout to weaponize a generation

This road I'm blazin' got my enemies wishin' they had never tried to crack the pavement

Poetic justice, everybody's here in my arraignment

Murder to Goliath, and I am fuckin' David

You couldn't save 'em with the flash drive

Don't question a Mark, he a snitch if you ask why

Whole generation lost, you can check the spectrum

My connection isn't there like they low-bar WiFi

I'm not a part of this shit, I'll never celebrate ignorance

I'm on the border like undocumented immigrants

Tryna decide if I should stay in the village

Or risk it to benefit but have to move militant

If you're hatin', you're a child

You don't understand the Dax impact, and you won't for a while

But once you get old, and this life gets real

You'll wanna go back and wish my words touched you like a pedophile

You must be crazy if you think I'ma stop

I was hip without hip-hop

Between the lines, I could read the signs

They don't want music, they want songs that'll get a whole generation locked

So, I stay back and push my little positive message

Isolated from the game up in the nosebleed section

No awards or recognition, but my state of correction

Facilitates the people chained to get a bit up in heaven

And that's a felony

Even amnesia couldn't make them not remember me

The word meme is short for memories

So, when you tryna break what I've made

Keep in mind you helpin' me build a legacy

And that's why I'm right in they face, somethin' they cannot erase

Take copy and paste, penning these verses and eight

The penmanship I exude is of dystopian taste

Characterized by world issues full of drama and pain

Me, Picasso, and Da Vinci are of similar grain

The reality I paint is vivid, wicked, ingrained

Into the skull of every human who allows me to take

Them on a trip where the pictures aren't perfectly framed

Crooked, cracked and maimed, full of anger and rage

Spat on with graffiti, lit in fiery flames

From the mind of a human who is fuckin' deranged

And goin' down in history as one of the greats

And that's a fact

And to think this all came from an epiphany

Overnight janitor to poet to songs to moments

And now, finally, symphonies, it's Dax

Fuckin' up everybody who put me in a category

Thinkin' I was never gonna make it

If we talkin' 'bout the lyrics or the cadence or the meanin' of the songs

There's not another approachin' what I've been makin'

I've been sittin', waitin', innovatin', I'm patient, I'm waitin' to bust

Deliberatin' on what I should come and beat in the cut

People say that they better, they better never endeavor

Or even sever the lever to try to get a go

Get a second amendment, aggressive in every direction

Spit venom, there's no defendin', I'll tell I'm independent

Pennin' with vengeance, the time on attention is iridescent

And shinin' like the brighter luminescent

And I'm tired of lululemon retention, first go, second-guessin'

They get to bendin' like back on my Dax, kickin' the definition

Of bods, and riddin' the fold, hawks, and pick us up

With the claws, and grippin' with the intention of deficit

And disorder like ADD, kinda sorta and I soda-popped

Don't mean cola, a Star War don't mean Yoda

A Florida, Pensacola, there's more to roll-a by Motorola

I'm in control-a, I hit the quota

I made this freestyle while I was in Minnesots—

Fuck, fuck! Minnesota

What are we at? What are we at, bro?

Twenty minutes, man

Ha, for real?

For real, bro

Heh, heh, oh, alright, well

Let's try one that's an hour, heh