DJ DAX & 9C
DJ DAX & PE$O PETE
DJ DAX & Walter West & MangaD
DJ DAX & Dedboii Kez & Robbie J & WalTreClay
DJ DAX & Mega Ran
DJ DAX
DJ DAX & Laye Murashi & NyteXing & & Mystic elder maikis... & Okumura & GenWorldGaming & KickFlamez & Sohly.ist & Stayble
DJ DAX & JaqKel
DJ DAX & Shofu & Louverture
DJ DAX & GenWorldGaming
Messes have to be cleaned. I’m impure, stained, dirty. I’ve been ruined by things I’m already trying to rid myself of… all for a better me. A flurry of high speed bars; all to cover up the murder.
Verse 1 (DAX):
(Will you sleep on me when I turn twenty)
Three? I'm more excited than Jordan's eyelids and dos more pilots
Gore and violence, hold my sword and knife as I go inside it (you'll)
Go in silence, dumped y'all in portapotties and wore medallions
Haters are shorter sighted, fall divided, I'm Mordecai-ing
Sit close to the king - y'all just want some important parties
Bored of thotties, need me a potent Audi and shawty's Saudi
Woo - lately, God and I are really friends, but the
Murder's just a means to an end, it's the cleanse
Killing those that rap like I hate the season, killing
Foes, seminal, it's the major deacon, seventy
Two, ready know the booth's glacier freezing, in this
Show, if not Satsuki, man, I'll say it's treason
(Poción) the bets on the table, I'm cutting the cable, you suckers need Tylenol
(Damn) I body like Stayble, she's willing and able, I lift her chin nice and slow
(Aye) it's the song of fables, brace for it like Mabel, I'm taking the Clorox, removing the
Label, feed y'all with a ladel as my shawty cradles, declares it all fatal and wait for the siren call
Chorus:
...inside, I'm dirty
...y'all rappers irk me
Don't think you heard me, it's a means to an end, bro, there's no
Need to pretend, instead just know it's the cleanse
// ...inside, I'm dirty //
Y'all never heard me
Shawty's just a means to an end, it's cleanse
Verse 2 (MangaD):
My flow dirty, ya' shit trash, recycling shit for some extra cash
And I see past all ya' niggas, like all y'all niggas are made of glass, and ya' won't
Last, kiss my ass, I come first 'cause a nigga don't last, yeah, we
Know, shut up hoe, I got mine now you can go, I like to
Switch my rhymes, every time, who am I, yuh, bitch, I'm
In my prime, got to climb, 'till it's mine, yuh, and she
Is a dime, it's a crime when she chimes in, told her
Girl, it's fine but this time, be a mime (shh) really just
Feel like I'm evil, uh, Itachi, I'm killin' my people, uh, they mad 'cause a
Nigga don't need you, uh, I'm under they skin like a needle, uh, I roll
Dice like high stakes, uh, in the sky eating my steak, up, in the
Gym holding my weight up, this my shot, shooting mine straight up, I'm like
How you niggas even think you compare? Mad cause I'm here, yeah
I know this shit isn't fair but I don't care, you should beware, yeah, all my
Niggas stay around and they don't fit in with squares, so lil' homie
Watch where you stare 'cause they'll shoot, but not here, like they're hearing impaired
Chorus:
...inside, I'm dirty
...y'all rappers irk me
Don't think you heard me, it's a means to an end, bro, there's no
Need to pretend, instead just know it's the cleanse
Verse 3 (West):
Alright, it's me vs three flirts in Polo t-shirts and Uggs, dick
Addictive as dope and they eager to research the drug, make one
OD, let one go free to rehab 'till she relapse, and she strapped, so
I get top until she dislocate her kneecaps; recap from
Nights inside tu madre 'cause your mom is a skank, she asked if
I'm down for a train but I ain't Thomas The Tank, head to your
Aunt's like "stop what you're doing and please strip for me"
MOOD? SpongeBob at the Bubble Bowl, sweet victory, I'm
Trippin', shrooms got me seeing spirits at night, rappers
Holifield, bitch, I'm coming for your ear with the "Mike", lyrics get
Tight as that bikini on Rasputia at the water park, I'm
Breaking racists jaws apart and breaking niggas daughters hearts
Damn, applying pressure, how do you handle it?
Self-reflection flexing I'm fresh in some FUBU flannel shit
Caricature content, I came to animate the grid
If you mad then you can slit your wrist like Hannah Baker did, bitch
Chorus:
...inside, I'm dirty
...y'all rappers irk me
Don't think you heard me, it's a means to an end, bro, there's no
Need to pretend, instead just know it's the cleanse
Verse 4 (DAX):
Hold up, can you vision DAX in this accurate?
Some won't think I'm Christian after this, mad as shit
Activist, I'm never adequate, had to just
Ban the manners, listen God exists, pastor, it's
True, I'm preaching the doggone truth
ZR, lock on you, bzar, we are
Three star Super Sentai like the
Saban group and I got proof
Gurren internet, I log on too
Got good friends and great friends, but who are the fake friends
Kitchen whipping singing Peace with no apron, no
Worries 'cause wifey's here making the same thing
DJ D-A-X, The Tape is amazing
Concepts undefeated, girlfriend, never needed
What you mean conceited? Any beat, I eat it
Stains my Christ deletes, albeit be I knee deep in the cleanse
The Cleanse was written by Walter West & MangaD & DJ DAX.
The Cleanse was produced by The Danger (Producer).
DJ DAX released The Cleanse on Sun Sep 30 2018.
This song has been a dream of mine for a while. You see, in my little hip hop community that I’m a part of, there are only two rappers that I consider pretty much untouchable: Walter West and MangaD. Their songs are lit, but lyrical, but funny, but menacing, but the flows are consistent and impressi...