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Dax – Killshot 3 Lyrics

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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 retarded

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

There’s no birds here in space, I ain’t seeing ya mentions

Niggas claim I ain’t shit, then go use my shit

To get them views, notoriety, and fucking 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 fucking protect it

This a killshot, 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 nobody was showing love, pussy nigga, I’m the epitome

Killshot, 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 fuck if you hating or you ain’t feeling me

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

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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 fucking 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 fucking 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 piss 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 fuck 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

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Niggas 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 fuck 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

Niggas 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

Fucking 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

Niggas 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

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Who’s better I don’t care but I know I’m top five greatest of all time and

Listen, I’m fuckin’ here, yeah, it ain’t a mistake

And with the shit 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 retarded, now I’m going insane

This a killshot, 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 nobody was showing love, pussy nigga, I’m the epitome

Killshot, 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 fuck if you hating or you ain’t feeling me

Say less, do more


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