CHALLENGER'S RAP

• //0:16
• Sorry, But I can't hear your lines bitch,
• On some switchin' side-bitch, I'm tone deaf, the fuck you writin?
• I can see your writin, some desperate fightin'.
• So hop off dicks, cause you keep on writin',
• I mean you keep on ridin', but I'll rip this shit,
• Kickin' buckets, for the luckless, so suck shit,
• Half axed through your throat
• Swallow your words before, before you choke on them,
• I'm straight mayhem, stick to my shit, while I vomit,
• In a toilet, spoiled diss, mercenary at your service,
• In the circus, killin' kids like a murderous clown,
• Red, white, blue facepaint this clown, in a night gown
• Followin' around, I'm crowned, the lazy
• Crazy mic eater, spittin' daily, the slim and the shady,
• Battlin' babies, with hate speech, my pen overwrote,
• Workin' tirelessly through the road
• Murdering anybody who wants it, Roblox kid,
• Retarded, rippin' sticks outta my pocket, cuttin' trees,
• That was outta pocket, but my stick is shaped like a rocket,
• Woah little dirty minded there should I stop it?
• Got you in a cage inside and locket
• Sorry to hurt your pride bitch, I'm just like this,
• Despite this, your mic-less, shelves full of lines in my store
• Swinging at you, with deaf notes
• Writin' your name on it awaitin' your death blow,
• With Deathrow, high off a pencil, and shavings,
• You better day dream, display meat, in the section we have beef
• So many entendre, some punchlines as I punt lines,
• With all kinds, I'm the demon In the nighttime,
• Using my lines against me? yet you can't even write lines
• //1:20
• I can't understand the lines you wrote,
• I'm tone deaf with a little blindless, so
• I'll keep writin' till you get in place,
• I won't stop until you quit to-day,
• I won't stop until your world turns grey
• You can keep on aimin at me, but
• I will keep on shootin' until your gone.
• Don't mess with me before I get uncontrollable.
• //1:50
• Keep being childish, cause its funny its really stylish,
• Your eyeless, my wordplay is violent, this is my environment,
• Spittin' like this, I'm tone deaf, with my notes dead,
• Brain numb, I'm controlling, noticin' the change
• In my flow, things getting outta control,
• Boutta pop off again I know,
• But you keep your words deep in your throat
• While you deepthroat a dick, while your mom
• is shittin' in your face, while I lace you with fentanyl,
• And zinc, with a bit of cyanide while wearing a gas mask,
• In a dark room in a chamber in a bathroom, while I vacuum,
• In a past life, in my grasp too, I'll be keepin' your tomb,
• In my room, posted up in the doorframe,
• More and more things build up,
• While you ketchup, childish bars leave you screwed up
• Another condiment for what I threw up
• Forcing you to eat it, aggressive feedin'
• While you screamin', You must be dreamin',
• I'm a massive behemoth, your just a small steppin' stone
• To my future with a microphone, this is my throne,
• All that I know, is that you'll die from my lines
• While I wrap around your head
• Like in the present.