🎵 The Next Episode (Remix) // by Dax

2 ContributorsThe Next Episode (Remix) Lyrics [Verse] Yeah, I'm doing surgery handling these Precision cuts with hand speeds That could make your whole heart skip a half-beat My rhythm-flows in advance schemes To keep it vain/vein music's circulating inside Is what the man bleeds I'm in emergence see With pro-tools I've been able to make a ton Of logic and slice through To your mainstream the vessel I am's auto-immune To popping under pressure of speaking ugly truths What you thought it was? I'm the rap game preacher It only takes a couple seconds to disperse this ethеr I stay current with the wave Sound-off whеn the speaker misleads youth with their speech 'Cause at most I fear Being responsible for suns who don't ever rise Can't be no star if your presence never sheds light No wait, to see the gravity of what I makes right On the runway taking off here in plain sight Flying through every remix once I jet like a G-6 My hand cocks the lever to go and I Will Smith Every word on the pads they lock my key fits Opens doors, rocks boats, till the industry's sea sick My music's a pre-fix I am not of the times Impossible to mimic and not for immature minds Impeccably impartial to rivals 'Cause I am balanced and all my skills help me survive In this microwave era, cooking like Betty Crocker They're slurring words like Joe Biden on teleprompters I sing and rap, just went platinum in two genres My wingspan My reach longer then Wembanyama's Somebody call the doctor if this plane never lands This negro's crashing out, my life a movie I duck 'em like Donald they can't Trump me To fondle my life savings away Just to lay with a dumb groupie If I'm Goofy show me what's cool I guarantee you it's probably people acting the fool Social media misled and got you confused To equate power and impact with a whole lot of views That's why I don't call myself famous, that shit's played out My middle fingers pointed at the Hollywood sign I stay ahead, kept my foot on their neck Slapped them with my third leg That's why they say they can't stomach the rhymes Shoulder the burden or real eyes My brains working in real time And I ain't playing a character never wore a disguise Speaking with alcohol call it advice But luckily for you guys, this isn't one of those times I'm pinpoint precise, pointing out all the lies The smoke and mirrors they used to create criminal minds Program the youth remote control a divide Watch it all on repeat, we currently season nine Dax being underrate? Probably the biggest crime Cause I'm serving-life tips in certified hits My music discography is like therapy with a mix Of the greatest poets, and rappers, and musicians to ever exist Independently funded, fundamentally sound The way that I kick rhymes flip words my music has no bounds I know it's a trend to hate on me now So I'm keeping all the receipts Until karma comes back around It's Dax