Dax – THE NEXT RAP GOD

THE NEXT RAP GOD Lyrics by Dax

Good evening
Over the course of the next ten minutes
I will submit my application for the next rap god
Enjoy the festivities
My name is Dax

Listen when I rap boy this shit poetical
I break rules I have never been ethical
Need condoms niggas all on my genitals
I’m the best get it straight like a heterosexual to the decimal
Similar but never identical
I rap different boy my shit isn’t legible
But credible, flexible, intuitive and never forgettable
If you slept on me, that’s very regrettable

Fuck is the rhetoric?
Rap’s like pussy, I will never go celibate
Rap’s like pussy, when I touch it, I’m delicate
So in tune with the elements
Big dick bars, yeah, that is a pre-requisite
No OG has ever given inheritance to my relevance
10000 hours has qualified me for arrogance

Equivalent to white boys shooting up schools
And Americans not calling them terrorists
So I flippantly willingly blasted myself to infinity
With vivid like imagery causing the people instantly pass out
Ah
Don’t be alarmed, I’m blowing her back out
Don’t need a producer to gimme her track-outs
Files backed up because I do not back down

Hit her with the dickety dickery flickety flickery
Cock with the splickity splash and she’ll pass out
Melodically and sonically the best and I
Ironically was choir boy MVP, you can’t tempt me
I used to get head by the pews during father Frank’s hour long homilies
Then honestly look up in sky and give God an apology
Then look down at her face diabolically and uh
All over her face-ology

Fuck it I’m making up words
Better than rhyming in slurs
Similes metaphor verbs
Rap god shit did it ever it ever occur?
Dax blew quick then quickest you’ve ever done heard
In it for a minute but I’m lyrically very matured
In it definitive won’t stop I’m never deterred
Never differ, yes

I deserve niggas better fucking better refer to me as the next rap god
Yes, I rap hard
Run a whole best like a track star
Run a whole track like it’s NASCAR
Stay low-key like it’s Asgard
Been eating bars but not your typical rapper
I’m up next, you’re not on or after
You are an intro, I am a chapter

You are a rookie, I am a master
You are the question, I am the answer
You are the pitcher, I am the batter
You are the joke and I am the laughter
You move slow while I’m moving faster
You are baby can’t hold your bladder
You mumble like goo-goo-goo-ga-ga

You are baby, you need a pampers
You kill rap motherfucker, you cancer
I kill you motherfucker, put hands up

Hands up
Get ya bands up
Niggas sell they fucking soul just to get they fans up
Had to sit nigga down just so I could stand up
Had to put a man down before I could man up

Lil Tecca 2 Glocks, you’ll turn to a dancer
No fakes running round or coming around us
We been hot, ain’t nobody found us
We on you cannot drown us

I’m the rap god
The definitive image with minimal slippage
I’m treating ever beat like a scrimmage
Will never be timid, I start it then you know I’ma finish, I’m crazy
I’ma check into clinical clinical with cynical illness
I’m starting this is just the beginning
‘Cause every minute I’m growing
I could never diminish, I lose and replenish at speeds

That defy all of the physics, my head has been spinning
I’m breaking records call me up Guinness
The sickest soon to be biggest
Just like a llama when I’m rapping ’cause you know
I be spitting a rap god it’s hereditary not a condition
Fuck your opinion
What you gotta say I love criticism from fucking critics

Once I really get to rapping, I really hear fucking crickets
Ever since I started rapping, I’m getting green like it’s spinach
Gryffindor
Liquor got me floating just like it’s quittage
Voldemort wasn’t even this wicked

Listen people, I got tricks up my sleeve, every nigga wants this
But what niggas want niggas don’t need
They tried to cut me off, it did not work nor hurt
‘Cause when I cut, I don’t bleed
They tried to put us in the ground
But they didn’t know we were seeds
I’ve been through things
You can’t believe, everything I speak I will achieve

I am a different breed of rapper
Known to blast ya
Overflowed with good vernacular
Beat the game computer hacker
Took the stairs then used a ladder
Screws fell out then used a hammer
Used the hammer to advance a whole career they can’t abuse or even tamper
Even scatter, even shatter, even after I am gone in the rafters

My top 5 consists of the top guys; me, me, me, me, and me as the top guy
I do not connect with you niggas like Wi-Fi
You fake, what rhymes? Sci-fi
I’m about to murder this beat like a drive-by
Ten minute rap leave nothing in the archive
You niggas rap but really only part-time
I’m about to separate myself like a apartheid

I’m built to last, I’m built to kill, I will not stop, I cannot stop
I never will they call me trash, I hear their words I cannot feel
I’m full anger pop a pill a metaphor
For numbing pain with skillful skill
I love the thrill, the rush, the chill I love the hate

Pre-requisite to being great
You hear my words, I hope they fucking resonate
I got a rigorous regimen
When I’m spitting, it’s venomous
If you’re looking for evidence
You can read it in Genesis
Me and Jesus had messages
So I guess that I’m relevant

I wrote 5 of the chapters and finished off Exodus
You rappers are feminine
You rappers have estrogen
Me killings a definite
I’m in it my element
Ain’t no comparison
Rap game mine, I’m a resident

Should be the president
Reaping, eating all of the benefits aren’t really that great
Most people I meet are plastic fake
This industry’s crazy, I’m going crazy
I’ve felt that way since I moved to L. A
These bitches don’t work but wanna get paid
I’m a rap god bitch come and get saved
Got so much money in the bank, I’ll pay your rent and still not wanna get laid

You can hop on my wave but not on my boat
You can be on my team but not on my court
You can sit on that seat but not on my throne
You can be on my feed but not in my post
You niggas been sleep, Dax always been woke
You niggas been Sprite, Dax always been Coke
You break like threads, I hold like rope

You do not move ’til I say go go
Now let me explain my rap god qualities
I give that in very large quantities
What you do believe, what is your hypotheses?
I don’t care I say that modestly
If I had metaphor for what I have in store for four years of all these quality
I would climb four floors all on my four fours
Step forth full force and finish this prophecy

I’m no Samaritan
You can’t deport me like Donald Trump tried to do all of the Mexicans
I’ll skip a bar
Then come back because I’m no perfectionist
Who are you better than not me
Fuck nigga you can check my discography
A nigga rapping like a nigga hit the lottery
Three years blew up, I’m a prodigy
No indecision with my written my flow or my fucking vision
My style is really forbidden, forgiven out of position
Everybody wanna rap nobody really committed

Wanna be M. J., not willing play Pippen
Stay driven, you kidding, niggas always gotta copy and fit in
My mission is to motivate the youth
It doesn’t pay well but that’s what real rap gods have to do

So you wanna be a rap god?
You can’t worry about what they say?
They’re lost misguided sheep who hate themselves more than you anyway
So you wanna be a god?
Stop worrying about everyone else get on your grind
It’s not their fault, it’s yours, go get that shit yourself

You wanna be a rap god than rap with gods like me
Snap hard and fuck up all these beats
Rap hard, redo, reuse, repeat
Go to school, hoop and work and pass on sleep

Be independent not codependent on labels with money engines
And drop a new banger like ever two damn weeks
Stay down real nigga, like ten toes deep
From the ground to yo head and back to feet

It’s very competitive niggas repetitive
I kill it consecutive dipping and dodging the negatives
I’m sipping adrenaline niggas they fake they edited
I need to get credited hate it and love, they’re sensitive
I’ll never be sensitive, your opinions irrelevant
It does me no benefit or add to percentages
I’ll never be hesitant my success and estimate
It’s evident I rap and I can

Sing melodically and still get technical
You’re technically skeptical
I’ll skeptically let you know your insecurities are highly detectable
Like the NBA, I’m professional
My rhymes they bend, they’re flexible
So perfect, so symmetrical
Ten minutes long, extendable
What other rapper doing it like this I’m righteous
Rap booming I can’t fly now because I’m flight risk
Put my dick inside the game, it’s too big, it’s a tight fit

Never made a bad song, they don’t come out of my lips
Got the game by the neck, won’t let, I got tight grip
I flip my flows like I’m doing gymnastics
Aerobatics all over the place, I’m spastic
Disappear, re-appear, my bars are like magic
Elastic sucking you dry, you need cactus
In my prime bugging you niggas no mantis

My drip got drip, they drip like Atlantic
Take a swim, I’m John I can be your baptist
My bitch got ass, I do her like taxes
Bust twice paint her face like she was canvas
Your bitch fakes orgasms, she is actress
Born March, no wonder I’m bringing the madness

God dammit, I’m fucking amazing
I don’t look Left or right when I’m racing
I’m not complacent
I chose this life it’s mine no trading
Stock rising just like it’s baking
Fuck you pigs not talking bacon
Paraphrasing ones who kill because they’re racist
Rosa Parking at your station guns are blazing
Leave your balls just like they raisins
Martin Luther King yo ass then queen yo
Freddie Jason mercurize your nation
Leave you in a tub of man and Harriet the hairiest to train

And slave you like enslavement speak the real
And lose engagement triple K than frosted flake
I’m the greasiest milk and shake it dirty monkey bathe an ape
Then leave the world in shock amazement

How long can a rap god rap if a rap god’s rapped in a rap gods rap?
And if the rap god snaps, can the rap god rap?
If the rap gods rap is broken cracked
Infact, this rap gods rapidly rapping so fast he can’t relax
My bars are futuristic intrinsic so no, they can’t go back

So what they gonna say dawg?
I did this in one take dawg
Ain’t even take me whole day dawg
Flowing like Nate Dog
Concentration fuck it, I’m feeling just like Adolf
Blow a nigga face off
Don’t see you niggas Ray Charles
S. M. H. emoji the face palm
Didn’t even take take long
Fuck a whole album I just rapped one in one take and it’s just a song

Impeccable you niggas are copies, identicals
If you suck dick just to get signed no turned back, you’re bisexual
You make me sick no medical
I should inject you with poisonous chemicals
No, you can borrow my testicles
Are you dumb? Are you a vegetable?

Am I a rap god now?
Do you agree? How long I gotta rap for the respect I need?
Playing all damn spots on this god team
Taking game winning shots from the goddamn three
Am I a rap god now?
I am, whether you like it not
Your words ain’t shit, don’t talk just rap me out, out rap me out my spot

Who wants it, it’s all subjective
Rap god is mindset I selected
I crowned myself despite rejection
Then tatted my stomach with living legend

My confidence is so effective
It makes your hate run turn defective
I seek no humans weak acceptance
A wolf doesn’t lose no sleep over no sheep
I workout seven days, that’s one week, I can’t be weak
If I don’t eat, then no one eats, why because I’m the one who feeds
What am I, Adam Sandler, Mr Deeds?
I don’t favors shuck geez unless there’s Gs involved
There’s fees involved, e-mail my team I’ll get resolved

By the way, I wrote this I don’t do no karaoke when I rap
I’m whole in one you’re barely hitting double bogey caught a fade on this shit
I’m shooting like Kobe, I’m Drake on this beat
I deserve a fucking trophy, you probably didn’t notice
Shout-out Lil Mosey, Eminem my best friend, and he doesn’t even know me
I fuck with NF, we’d probably be homies

Don’t sneeze, my blessings aren’t actually holy
I spit no hoagie more punches than lines of cocaine
From a Hollywood bougiefied phony
I rap no subway, you rap at subway your fans are used to your bologne
I’m caking Steve Aoki can’t stop me you’re not a goalie
Say you’re better than me? Don’t comment at me, nigga show me
You’re favorite numbers gotta be 69

Why ’cause if you say you’re better
You’re just trolling, I strike no bowling
I cannot swim, but because of my diamonds
I’m still soaking you’re in denial just like a vape
That shits a trick bitch you’re still smoking

Put you niggas in order like alphabetical
You’re so hysterical, count your blessings like you’re numerical
That’s theoretical, you sweet, you’re diabetical
I should get rid of like the garbage man
I’m taking out the garbage man your garbage man not my dawg

Then why you barking, man can’t match my drive you parking man
So get back in the motherfucking garbage can
My lungs infested rap game, I ingested rap greats
In syringe I just injected, I’m infected
Fucking my vain connections, need help, I’m epileptic
East, West, North, South, fuck it all directions
Switch it, flip it, with whip, it’s unexpected
Fuck the beat while I molest rap its neck
Just like a necklace I should fucking be arrested

You can not beat me, don’t try, try, try
Hit you like like Backstreet Boys, it’s bye, bye, bye, bye
Is that a bird I am fly, fly, fly, fly, fly
Rap against me you might die, die, die, die
Niggas complaining you just cry, cry, cry
Look up at God and I say why, why, why
Niggas be running, they hide, hide, hide, hide, hide, hide, hide, hide

If this doesn’t prove I’m a rap god, I don’t know what will
Ten minute song, I’m crazy, I don’t got no chill
I wrote this in ten minutes sober, no pills
I used to rap for fun, now rapping pays my bills, uh

I, I, I, I
I’m the best in the league, up next I won’t precede
Fucking up everything, won’t accept defeat
Fucking up money just like it’s Mac and Cheese
Stack my cheese
Feel like a plumber the way I pipe it
I beat up the pussy just like I fight it
Go black on the pussy just like the night shift
I

Man cut it, cut it, cut it bro
How long is this shit
Just went for ten minutes geez
Bro, you’re lying bro
Put that on Goose bro
I put that on East man
Fuck