Self Proclaimed - Dax

Round three

Fight fight fight

Let's get it

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

Round three

Fight fight fight