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Menace Video (MV)




Performed By: D Pax
Language: English
Length: 2:46
Written by: Dylan Tremblay




D Pax - Menace Lyrics




There I go again (Whoa)
Now they noticing (Whoa)
What his motive is (Whoa)
Bitch i'm motorin (Yo)

I'm at the store and I'm copping some gold
You know what it's for (Whoa yeah)
I'm at the dealership cop a new whip
And my driver gonna open the door (Hey!)
I am the artist I'm painting the picture
Dissecting theses beats I'm mincing like I am Divinci
If you are looking for Pax
I'm moving my ass so fast like i'm moving to Cinci
Chasing the bag chasing the paper
I have been writing since sixteen
Smokin out rappers and feasting on rappers
I got a good diet look at my cuisine
Oh you f*cking with me
Like Lebron with the heat
I only know tough love
Shout out to my street
I'm back for the night
Back on the crescent
Back to a place that I'm missing
Back to a place stay reppin
Back to a place born gifted
Back to outer space when the tracks took off
And the people didn't miss it, NASA on a mission

I like to think of myself as menace with the pen
If we are competing I'm just saying bet that I grade ten
Yeah they used to talk that shit but now they vibin with my zen
Oh me oh i'm on I'm on another level there I go again (Ay!)
Like
There I go again (Whoa)
Now they noticing (Whoa)
What his motive is (Whoa)
Bitch I'm motoring (Yo)

I'm not hot nah, bitch I'm smoldering (Hot hot)
You been sleeping every night here my shoulder is
Damn
I'm just flexing on the beat if you ain't noticed yet
Pax like Kobe back to back like there he go again (Yo)
What they notice is a f*cking prodigy, hot commodity
Cuz P-A-X be at best till my soul goin rest, (Tell em)
Or a 44 shoots right thru my chest
Better keep it real or I'll digress
I am not impressed but the comments yes
So I grab my chest when I laugh in bed (Ha)
See the hate and the crumbs of that bread
You probably missed that cuz your dumb in the head
Stuck in yo mind like there's gum in your hair
One finger up with my thumb in the air (Hey!)
I do not care hands in the air
Earning this money and watching you gamble your fare
You don't compare
I think it is funny the way that you walk round here
So please do not stare I know it is hard,
You see how I shine like a star
Drive the same car they noticing me
My window is up and tinted real dark
Skrt of the start (Mama should of told you)
Stay in at dark (Mama should of told you)
There is difference between me and you
I'm number one, your number two (Uh)
This is so uniform dude I am so used to it too
The mic with a screen and lights in the booth
Looking tight in a crew I'm so nice with it too
I'm in a fight type of mood I'm ready
Ripe like a fruit
I wanna be like my idols (Aha)
Not like you, not like them
Not like her, not like him
F*ck all that
I wanna be Pax, I wanna write raps
Live like that , go and make cash
Money in the bank
With a full tank
I'm left to thank

I like to think of myself as menace with the pen
If we are competing I'm just saying bet that I grade ten
Yeah they used to talk that shit but now they vibing with my zen
Oh me oh i'm on I'm on another lap like there I go again
Like
There I go again (Whoa)
Now they noticing (Whoa)
What his motive is (Whoa)
Bitch I'm motoring (Yo)
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There I go again (Whoa)
Now they noticing (Whoa)
What his motive is (Whoa)
Bitch i'm motorin (Yo)

I'm at the store and I'm copping some gold
You know what it's for (Whoa yeah)
I'm at the dealership cop a new whip
And my driver gonna open the door (Hey!)
I am the artist I'm painting the picture
Dissecting theses beats I'm mincing like I am Divinci
If you are looking for Pax
I'm moving my ass so fast like i'm moving to Cinci
Chasing the bag chasing the paper
I have been writing since sixteen
Smokin out rappers and feasting on rappers
I got a good diet look at my cuisine
Oh you f*cking with me
Like Lebron with the heat
I only know tough love
Shout out to my street
I'm back for the night
Back on the crescent
Back to a place that I'm missing
Back to a place stay reppin
Back to a place born gifted
Back to outer space when the tracks took off
And the people didn't miss it, NASA on a mission

I like to think of myself as menace with the pen
If we are competing I'm just saying bet that I grade ten
Yeah they used to talk that shit but now they vibin with my zen
Oh me oh i'm on I'm on another level there I go again (Ay!)
Like
There I go again (Whoa)
Now they noticing (Whoa)
What his motive is (Whoa)
Bitch I'm motoring (Yo)

I'm not hot nah, bitch I'm smoldering (Hot hot)
You been sleeping every night here my shoulder is
Damn
I'm just flexing on the beat if you ain't noticed yet
Pax like Kobe back to back like there he go again (Yo)
What they notice is a f*cking prodigy, hot commodity
Cuz P-A-X be at best till my soul goin rest, (Tell em)
Or a 44 shoots right thru my chest
Better keep it real or I'll digress
I am not impressed but the comments yes
So I grab my chest when I laugh in bed (Ha)
See the hate and the crumbs of that bread
You probably missed that cuz your dumb in the head
Stuck in yo mind like there's gum in your hair
One finger up with my thumb in the air (Hey!)
I do not care hands in the air
Earning this money and watching you gamble your fare
You don't compare
I think it is funny the way that you walk round here
So please do not stare I know it is hard,
You see how I shine like a star
Drive the same car they noticing me
My window is up and tinted real dark
Skrt of the start (Mama should of told you)
Stay in at dark (Mama should of told you)
There is difference between me and you
I'm number one, your number two (Uh)
This is so uniform dude I am so used to it too
The mic with a screen and lights in the booth
Looking tight in a crew I'm so nice with it too
I'm in a fight type of mood I'm ready
Ripe like a fruit
I wanna be like my idols (Aha)
Not like you, not like them
Not like her, not like him
F*ck all that
I wanna be Pax, I wanna write raps
Live like that , go and make cash
Money in the bank
With a full tank
I'm left to thank

I like to think of myself as menace with the pen
If we are competing I'm just saying bet that I grade ten
Yeah they used to talk that shit but now they vibing with my zen
Oh me oh i'm on I'm on another lap like there I go again
Like
There I go again (Whoa)
Now they noticing (Whoa)
What his motive is (Whoa)
Bitch I'm motoring (Yo)
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Writer: Dylan Tremblay
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