[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!