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[Intro] Round three Fight, fight, fight! Let's get it [Verse] They was in the attic tryna get it cracking We was in the basement on ya playlist for like half the fraction Money makin' we was cakin' cause of all the traction Now they got me playin' different places and I love the action Good reaction, fans clapping Hear 'em whisper Dax's savage Got talent, not average Real simple, all practice No Allen, all basket When they see me slicing through these rappers Big numbers, all traffic Pure magic Disappear and then spin backwards Make 'em believe before they see So Catholic, can't fathom, black power is so tragic Feed 'em all the madness and I don't care if it's too graphic So panic, cause I'm spittin' the truth Confessions turn to lessons when I step in the booth Conditioning black minds hooping tell them to shoot A-A-U stole 'em and distracting the youth I got through, change me and I wasn't the same College hooping on a budget, they was selling my name So I change it to Dax, funny how they react When the name that you're selling is no longer on your back And a fact, it's a fact you can read the contract I was let go, didn't explode it's a bomb threat Didn't fall far back, ready for combat So bold how I finish absorbing the contact Now I rap, for reasons that are different than most Not to flex for the 'gram every time that I post Not to flex with these bands that my company gross But to stretch and demand that the country grows A different breed (breed) Flow sick rappers still educating, what we need (need) Hold tight passes moving the masses, when he read (read) Stage three master tellin' these children to believe Then receive everything that you dream I am, no idol at most was a fan, the best now my rivals Eating when you can is weak, I'm straight primal Delete what you can, I'm here I went viral Best, that's my title, Grab it You silly rabbit Hollywood can't get to me man I'm built to withstand fate cause I'm not plastic Hate cause I'm so maverick Different type tactics Dax is so classic 2-Pac would back it Saw him in the dream he said here my son have it Pen in the Packet, Glints in the Glammy Gripped and I grabbed then I started to imagine Rocking the best fashion, livin' in Knights' mansion Woke up determined to chase what had just happened One-Third the reason now that I'm here rappin' Second is my fam providing what we lacking Third is my god to speak and push passion [Outro] Round three Fight, fight, fight!
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