KILLSHOT 2

Lexnour

Radical infliction

Way I rap is an addiction

Placin' words onto this paper

Was a tactical decision

I was chosen by the Gods

To merge the worlds and heal the children

While maintaining my humility

And killin' off the image

Of a weak ass, punk ass? selfish ass

Rapper who ain't never gave a **** about humanity

Every single ***** talkin' down on me has never

Put a second into treating any fan like they family

It's ****ing up my sanity

*****s even had the audacity to speak on me

And said I didn't defy gravity

Merge two galaxies? could crack the whole code

And turn the mainstream *****s into...

It's Dax

This rap **** is a religion

You get hated if you do somethin' different

Everybody's faking personalities and differing capacities

While Iying just to elevate an image

Individuality is actually a fallacy

And *****s gettin' famous off these mother****in' gimmicks

Meanwhile?

I'm broke 'cause I talk about

The **** people need that'll actually

Make a mother****in' difference

So I'm finna pivot, revisit, rethink my whole image

Bend time and defy all the physics

***** this is mainstream rap that is consciously invisible

Indicative of ancient hieroglyphics

***** this is vivid? wicked, sick and prolific

My thoughts all belong in the clinic

Next to the doctors prescribing you pills

Who've been' sayin' you're sick when you're really just gifted

I was inspired by the greats, illu****ted by the hate

I understand what is real and I can smell what is fake

I cut the grass in my city when they said I wouldn't make it

Just to witness their reactions and to see all of the snakes

I bend? don't break, I'm 9.8

On the Richter, I can make the earth quake

My wrist's frozen, that's frosted, no flakes

That's great, go back, nah *****s too late

So this is a killshot, killshot, killshot, killshot

Every mother****er gon' die

I can rap circles 'round the whole rap industry

With two closed eyes, both hands hog tied

I can turn a fat ***** skinny

A broke ***** rich

And give sight to a man that's blind

Meanwhile, ask the most important question in the world

Are you dying to live, or you living to die?

God worked for six days and took a break on the seventh

I added five more to it and still worked the eleventh

Adam and Eve taught a ***** like me

Not to trust no *****

'cause she might trick me right out of heaven

I had dinner with the devil, went to lunch with a reverend

****ed a stripper in an alley then I took her to breakfast

Just to prove I was a savage

And to show my ex ***** I ain't a *****,

Hell yeah I had to teach her a lesson

Realistically

It's about eight months till' your boy finna blow

I just got off tour like 55 shows

Come fall I'm about to do 55 more

And typically

I don't ever reply to a ***** that's broke

***** lil' *****s you don't want smoke

If you didn't know then now you know

Uh, facts with it, I'm mad gifted

I'm going back to back, back with it, you half witted

You *****s sayin' I ain't mad wicked, you mad twisted

I'm rapping words, I make em' mad vivid, just admit it

I got a bunch of *****s mad livid, they addicted

I hit rodeo and get mad fitted, get mad liquid, I hit-

Man **** it, don't even try to say I ain't the best

I ain't phased by you *****s, got it tatted on my neck

So this a killshot, killshot, killshot, killshot

Every mother****er gon' die

I can rap circles 'round the whole rap industry

With two closed eyes, both hands hog tied

I can turn a fat ***** skinny

A broke ***** rich

And give sight to a man that's blind

Meanwhile, ask the most important question in the world

Are you dying to live, or you living to die?

Or you living to die?

Or you living to die?