No Labels - Dagha

Dag, I ain’t' negative

Chill like a sedative

Labeling’s a method

Division of a relative

I build with no imposters

Cut off the Rasta

Drop that shit cause I’m not that lobster

Confidant & cocky

Hands clean like Rocky

Run with independents

Defendants, they cock-block me

Rough but not rugged

Bust but not thuggin'

Seek the truth

Now look what this cat drug in

Speak facts in my raps some hearing me as a teacher

I’m just an outreacher

From speaker to speaker

Somebody’s gotta reach ya'

I’m more than a rapper with a backpacker

Spread like computer hacker

I tell you how I feel, does that mean I’m dissin'?

Jesus was a prophet but I’m not a Christian

I read and write

No time for me to fight

I see the light

And drop jewels like meteorites

Yo

You know the name spell it cause I say so

D-A-G ain’t down with ya labels

Don’t title me when you living life fatal

Just spell it right, D-A-G for the payroll

You know the name spell it cause I say so

D-A-G ain’t down with ya labels

Don’t title me when you living life fatal

Dagha, splatter either or either

Main course or appetizer

Wiser Energizer Prize fighter-writer

My tribe rocks to scribe thoughts of the reciter

No concentrate, it’s fresh-pressed like apple Cider

This game’s full of biters with played-out 1-liners

Most never paid homage left the pioneers behind us

That’s Peanuts like Lynus

I rhyme this with no sublime twist or mind tricks

Invisible curveball’s called the blind mist

The Legacy’s timeless

A clock with no face but dependable righteous

In this time, a crisis can birth like Isis

For what it’s worth, separate the men from mices

Not a New Jack, my blade’s sharp like Wesley Snipes is

Guaranteed the seven when I roll the dices

I don’t follow trends with the jewels and ices

See now-a-days that defines who’s the nicest?

A picture’s worth a lot but a song is priceless

And I’ll keep going on when I’m gone and lifeless

Can’t fight this hipness

Yes some still spite this

Beautiful, exotic, dark form of delight-ness

Hate this or like this, fat-lace/three-stripe this

My light rays beam a steady stream of brightness

I take a piece of the pie and hand out slices

Cause I be getting' nice on the mic devices

You know the name spell it cause I say so

D-A-G ain’t down with ya labels

Don’t title me when you living life fatal

Just spell it right, D-A-G for the payroll

You know the name spell it cause I say so

D-A-G ain’t down with ya labels

Don’t title me when you living life fatal

I’m not rude it’s just attitude

No gratitude

Blood suckers getting' stuck up in they latitudes

Not mad at you

Wanna work the Avenue?

Just stay away from my seed or I’m stabbin' you

Dag, the evil slayer

Life ain’t a game and I refuse to be a player

Congressman or Mayor

Rhyme-sayer

Deep than the Himalayas

Don’t paint me in the corner

I’m the truth on my square

If I say «Fuck the Police» am I a rebel?

I call myself a God, cause the other choice is Devil

Hello!

(Hell no!)

I hate Jello

Sit back, relax.

Baby master’s on the Cello

Let me be me

Not what you want me to be

Master of the University (Come on)

D-A I’m nice y’all, Darkshine slice y’all

Don’t ever believe that you could deceive me

I’m original not like the pretender

Natural disaster is the forces I render

You know the name spell it cause I say so

D-A-G ain’t down with ya labels

Don’t title me when you living life fatal

Just spell it right, D-A-G for the payroll

You know the name spell it cause I say so

D-A-G ain’t down with ya labels

Don’t title me when you living life fatal

Just spell it right, D-A-G for the payroll