CHALLENGER'S RAP

• Yeah, yeah
• Ayo, whoever the fuck responds, it's time.
• It's time, whoever the fuck responds aight, whoever the fuck responds, (begin).
• Straight outa my mouth, comes the bars I drop,
• The 44' drops deep as does my glock.
• I never kill, cause to kill is the mother of talk.
• Beyond the walls of liars, life is defined.
• I think of death when I'm in the hood state of mind.
• Hope the lock got some stock.
• My walk don't like no dirty talk.
• Run up to the rock and get the block.
• In the hood state of mind.
• What more could you ask for? The scary 44'?
• You complain about my bars.
• I gotta love it though, somebody still speaks for the block.
• I'm rapping to the blood,
• And I'm gonna move your bud.
• Your new home is a coffin,
• Boy, I tell you, I thought you were coughing,
• You can't take my bars, you can't take my guts.
• Who woulda known I'm so far, from being the last one,
• I'm rapping, to these mutts,
• And I'm gonna need your blood.
• Better grow some nuts, before you in a rut.
• You can't define, my grind,
• Yea, in the hood state of mind.
• When I was young my mother had a stroke,
• I was kicked out the place, cuz I'm smuggling dope,
• She got to my stash, that fucking hoe,
• Nothing more I can do, cuz out the window she go.
• I never thought I'd see that shit,
• Ain't a soul alive that could take bitch,
• An immortal death is quite the hit,
• Unless the death, has a fit.
• Thinking of death. Yaz, thinking of death,
• The grind is on my mind,
• Can't find me or define,
• You behind me, I know your trying,
• But I ain't lying, I'm in the hood state of mind.