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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- School, oh school, let’s break it down,
- Early mornings, alarm clocks blaring loud, Dragging myself out of bed, feeling like a shroud, Homework piling up, stress like a heavy cloud, Yeah, school life, it’s a wild ride, I’m not proud.
- Teachers spitting facts, but half the time I’m lost, Math equations, history dates, my brain’s exhaust, Standardized tests, they’re like a cruel frost, Grading on a curve, man, that’s a double-cross.
- Lunchtime rush, cafeteria chaos, and lines, Mystery meat, soggy fries, oh, how it defines, Social cliques, drama queens, and teenage designs, Navigating the halls, avoiding landmines.
- Detention for being late, hall passes, and rules, Uniforms stifling creativity, like we’re all fools, Bells ringing, lockers slamming, it’s a whirlpool, And don’t get me started on those outdated textbooks, cruel.
- But wait, there’s more – group projects, ugh, the dread, Teammates flaking, leaving me hanging by a thread, Presentations, sweaty palms, face turning red, And the teacher’s critique? Yeah, that’s what I dread.
- So here’s my rap, a rebellion, a shout, School, you’re a system, and sometimes I doubt, That you’re really preparing us for what life’s about, But hey, I’ll survive – just gotta figure it out.
- Yeah, school sucks, but it’s part of the game, Learning resilience, grit, and finding my flame, So I’ll keep my head up, rise above the blame, And maybe, just maybe, find my own claim to fame.
DEFENDER'S RAP
- (Drummer boi hit me up) West side bloodz, we don't give a fuck
- Gang on the block we run this city
- Riding with my squad, ain't no pity
- Hittin' licks, stacking chips, that's the life
- Fuck with us, you'll meet the knife Red bandana on my head, reppin' the set
- Cross us once, you'll never forget Yeah, we out here making moves
- Slangin' on the corner, no time to lose Money talks, bitches walk, that's the code
- Living life fast, in this savage mode Ayy, we keep it real, never fake
- Hustling hard, no time for a break Streets cold, but we colder
- West side bloodz, we the shoulder Gang signs up, throwing up the W Ridin' dirty, but we stay true
- Keep a lookout, enemies lurkin'Stay strapped, no need for jerkin'
- Uh, we the kings of the streets Hustlin' hard, never facing defeat
- West side bloodz, yeah we ride or die Savage streets, where we multiply
- in the city where the strong survive West side bloodz, we always thrive
- So watch your back, and watch your tone Mess with us, you're on your own
- Drink whatever's left, kill the pussy tombstone
- gets older, bolder, and cold cause he's left alone
- Yeah my raps are blowing up your cell phone
- And firm his beliefs his heart made of stone nigga ur made for the goverment
- ur a clone im a king sitting on the thrown
- Born alone work alone and ill die alone i dont like post malone
- savage streets out there gun shots every were dont be scared
- js stay strapped be prepared Smoking my weed the best
- we dont smoke reggie making money making plenty
- if u wanna collab js talk to me gentlly
- i'll shoot this place up ya'll ain't ready niggas out there
- being petty Away the tragedy, so I stay sucker free
- Fuckin bitches for free (yummy pussy)
- Double MG pays me, fuck with me, you crazy
- nigga get up u lazy im like emperor zurg
- rapping daily who tf is kaylee i fucked this bitch named baily
- these days i cant tell if ur a man or a women fuck yall gay people
- making some money at the lemonade stand other nigga
- who dont ttry rapping are bland
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