CHALLENGER'S RAP

• (Intro don’t start the beat)
• “Breaking news this is Mrs.Claus Santa’s wife, Hotsanta has just been shot down by tewsly
• He sent a killshot unit to him may I ask more about this scene? Officer Dos?”
• “Yes Mrs.Claus hotsanta has said some things in a diss track that got tewsly’s attention and sent a killshot unit
• His killshot unit which was replying to his diss and end him in front of all these kids, he needed to set these kids free from there suffering”
• “Can we take a listen Officer Dos?”
• “Yes you can, viewers at home, this may sound disturbing”
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• (starts the diss track)
• Alright, “tewsly skills are petite, he’s thin and frail,
• He has no heart, he’s a shame, that’s just the tale.
• I’m gonna do this once, “he has no game, he’s scared,
• I have more skills, I’m the best on this site, I’m prepared.”
• Wait, I just picked up my girl, enjoyed a nice time,
• Then, you sent a whole diss album, but it’s in nursery rhymes?
• I’m really sorry that you were really fucking born,
• I was writing more lines in my studio session, torn.
• Apparently, this nigga likes to rock a thong,
• Santa, Santa, man, how you name yourself wrong?
• You’re talking hot, but we know it’s a facade,
• Can’t handle the truth, now you’re catching this barrage.
• Yo, your rhymes are flowing like a rusty faucet,
• Talking big game, but you ain’t even on it.
• I’m flexin’ hard while you beg and plead for clout,
• You’re just a weak peasant, ain’t no doubt, no rout.
• I send those tracks just to show you who you up against,
• You a lyrically bitch, couldn't get your pants back, intense.
• Fucked and dissed a disabled kid, what a coward,
• Caught in your lies, now you’re feeling super sour.
• Running that little cock-sucking mouthof yours,
• You’ll get shot by this lyric, you can’t ignore the wars.
• Your whole “fan base” got my crowd yellin’ loud,
• “That's my dog!” while you’re stuck under my shroud.
• You can’t even comprehend the words that I spit,
• Nobody knows what you’re sayin’, you ain’t legit.
• I’m holding my crown bright, shining like the sun,
• You bow down to me, accept you’re a peasant, son.
• Broke bitch, I got a whole record deal sealed,
• Why the fuck would I diss someone like you? Get real!
• This website’s got little people with dreams to sell,
• But you gotta use dick-riding tools, can’t you tell?
• Are Eating cookies, sugar or chocolate? I’m confused, because I’m taking those cookies to shove it up your mile time
• While I’m taking your dreams, man, I’m feeling so amused.
• “Yo, Tewsly, you have no game,” oh shoot, my bad,
• I got more fans than you’ll ever have , that’s sad.
• Begging for the spotlight, but you’re stuck in the dim,
• Rhymes getting stiffer, wait, are you feeling grim?
• I’m gonna make you pull the plug, it’s time to quit,
• When I drop this Killshot, you’ll know who’s the shit.
• So step back, little boy, you ain’t in my league,
• I’m ballin’ like a boss, while you’re stuck in fatigue.
• This is your demise, man, your time is up soon,
• When I drop these lines, I’m howling at the moon.
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• (Outro)
• “Well, my husband was a dumb man, I needed a new husband anyway.”
• “Mrs.Claus I need you to step out of the area, we are about to do a search for this killer”
• “Officer dos, I will bail him out myself, just let him be my husband, that will be his charges”
• “As you wish Mrs.Claus”
• “So that’s the end of are breaking news coverage, I am Mrs.Claus goodnight everyone”