Verse 1 (DAX):
Hit new flavor, ain't nothing like your mother's Rock
Yung king dave, flex all around with the color block
...and fuck what others got, leveled up on account of this
Only clap back with fake drip, that's "counterfits"

Leave 'em all red, "9000" like scouters did
N***as J Cole and Miguel, about to power trip
...need some shit with bop, got the tick and tock
Talking wrist with watch, listen what I got

Chorus (Sample):
I got something for your mind, you body, and your soul
M-mind, you body, and your soul, I got something for your
Mind, you body, and your soul
M-mind, you body, and your soul, I got som-

Verse 2 (Louv):
Put fear in my opps, they shook cause they know that facing the villain
Like being between two planets that's set for head on collision
I rock your block with thе force of God, Herobrine whеn I pitch in
My main goal is "ruling everything" - a reign of doom been the vision

My enemies aren't alive inside, I fight ghost
They be saying they sick in the mind - to I? It's a light cold
Changing a life time to time with rhymes cause my flows
Fully crafted to rock your mind, your body and your soul
Verse 3 (DAX):
(I got her) passive aggressive, and DAX is rapping the lesson, it'll get like
Catherine, imagine, 'bouta get so mad in a second, every night we
Smash and then Tekken, other words: we smash but I'm stressing, been one of the
Last with class, ain't nobody passing the reverend, I'm gone

Verse 4 (Louv):
Ain't nobody passing the destined who just descended from heaven
Ironic cause my holy severance means that I been evil in essence
A demonic agent with weapons, 11 damn shots were ejected
To the pearly gates he was beckoned, I sent his ass back to (what)

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(Got a question)

Verse 5 (DAX):
Nike n***a, 'bouta take yo' check 'cause I'm too callous
Nike n***a, but I get a kick out my new balance
Kept my trigger happy, my trigger wholesome, my trigger honest
Bad bitch Gum, she rides around with a finger on it

Verse 6 (Louv):
Caution: me and pdr known to bomb shit
Boston; known to get tail from my voice like Cotton
The gun hum a tune: Kelly Clarkson
Them Team Future boys locked in, probably jailed for arson
Chorus (Sample):
I got something for your mind, you body, and your soul
M-mind, you body, and your soul, I got something for your
Mind, you body, and your soul
M-mind, you body, and your soul, I got som- I would do it, mayne