CHALLENGER'S RAP

• This one's for you All people,
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• I woke during the black death with a spade in my best friend’s head
• Poor people lying dying in the streets
• Old blue and lights electric yellow at the end of the road
• Guns everywhere oil on the floor
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• A criminal looking in the cell saw nothing inside
• Fear spreading fast in the overcrowded jail
• Far away a bunch of knives yelling to the deep sea
• A jeweller stabbed in the back litter covering the footprints
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• Bullets flying around me unknowing where they boom
• The walls of crumbling houses made of blood red bones
• Killers crawling on ceilings maggots swimming in gutters
• I wonder why the burglars don’t respond to my wrath
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• Tired and gruesome outcasts and I don’t know why
• Empty eyes and pockets with no money to spend
• Surprised I am still alive surprised I’m blaming you
• And everywhere the mud speaking of this crazy reality
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