Super Gremlin Remix

[Verse]
I got a soda addiction I pop out on every beat
So many bars in my head is the reason I’m dropping a song every couple of weeks
This ain’t a hobby I’m feeding my family
I stay out the way but I keep the receipts
I’m paying taxes that double your salary
I could be flexing but that’s for the sheep
I'm at the top of the game independent, they ain’t gotta say, it we already know it
I just went gold by myself I was too busy working said fuck it and didn’t even post it
People be thinking I need the promotion
Fuck is you on?
What is you smoking?
I see them speak and I laugh, then I get in the lab because hate is a wasted emotion
Fuck it I’m busting it wide open
Dax comin' for everything
Straight to the top of game
People be saying that I’m broken
Fuck you I’m devoted
To break the simplistic notion
That everyday struggle ain't the constant motion
To evolve and become what they deem as chosen
In a world where the elites have woven
I rip through seams of the Matrix and then expose 'em
I was never the one fucked around and got baptized
As a child on welfare never was mad fly
Same jeans to school everyday they’d ask why
So I’d hide to my demise, disguise the pain I felt inside
With an irrevocable lust to get high
Off success in life from hoop to a golden mic and my pen with the ink I write
You niggas smoking on bath salts
Dax a put your head to asphalt
You faking so I’m taking the mask off
You better back off
I'm coming like a witch my craft and cast spells with the likes of Gandalf
You better handoff
It’s sweet dreams like it’s Marilyn Manson
You better bank on
Dax taking the gang on
I don’t ever lose I can’t
Cause I ain’t never fucking making a bad song
Because this superstars enormous
It's to big and bright they try but can’t ignore it
I got bars in space, the way my thoughts orbit
I’m connected on a level so vast you can’t explore it
Let alone even afford it
I’m putting on for my family and city
I’m out in Canada feeding the beavers
I’m shoveling snow but I’m still getting litty
I finna ball when I’m on the Mike
Just like a king they calling me Bibby
I’m dropping double digits on you niggas
Double barrell shotgun with a couple titties
'bout to go retarded like I’m Ren and Stimpy
Bitch I got that sticky icky icky icky
Fairly odd I parent beats I’m going crazy baby they get sat I’m feeling like I’m Vicky
Matter fact I’m Timmy if you Wanda rap with me I’m in the Cosmos on the Milky Way swerving potholes if dis-count I’m costo
I money heist like Oslo
Saving lost souls spitting gospel
One of Jesus's 12 apostles
I spit so hostile
Have you turn to Christ and contemplate your life when Dax get to painting pictures like he Picasso
It shouldn’t be possible
Every single song I make is just like a novel
They prey on me like they reading the bible
They tank on E and they downward spiral
Cause these people so lost and they be worshiping idols
I pray for my enemies and their survival
To break those chains and the vicious cycle
They profit off death and the loss is vital
And Dax is the spark to the new revival
Ooooh I’m taking the title
Married to the game and I'm a loyal disciple
Cut the fat, lipo
Fuck it I’m a psycho
Michael can’t guard me
I'm making plays in ISO
I’ll retire right now and this shit intact
I talked to God on my knees and he answered me back
I said I'm done with the music and don’t want to rap
He said I had to continue and started to laugh
Cause the devils lurking and he’s on the attack
And Dax facts will exterminate cap
And relapse and then resurrect rap
I run tracks like olympics my calisthenics make push-up and pull-up in fact
My fluorides you can’t sink me and that 'cause I get it right out the tap
A mental giant when I walk beats the baseline of the melody cracks
I slap glass when I dunk I’m Alvin with the chips I spit like a monk
I’ve withdrawn from materialistic evils all the garbage they feed you is junk
I levitated, stayed down and I meditated
God fearing I'm a melanated, truth speaker for a generation
Say it with me
It's dax!