CHALLENGER'S RAP

• Yo, check it, you ain’t got talent, just a big ol’ bluff,
• Flexin’ like a thug, but your game ain't tough enough.
• Sippin’ on your fake drink, actin’ all hard and loud,
• Bitch, you a cartoon character, lost in a crowd.
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• Got that plastic smile, yeah, your teeth a bit shaky,
• Lookin’ like a dollar store, your vibes feelin’ flaky.
• Screamin’ 'bout your riches, but you broke as a joke,
• Every word you spit, dawg, just a fumble and choke.
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• Ain’t no guap in your pockets, just dust and despair,
• Claimin’ you stackin’ paper, but you just blowin’ air.
• With them fake ass glasses, you can’t even see straight,
• Tryna step to me? Man, you bound for a heart break.
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• You thought you was ill, but you just a wannabe,
• While I’m countin’ real wins, you just countin’ debris.
• Barkin’ up the wrong tree, I’m the wolf in this game,
• You the sheep in the shadows, feelin’ lost and ashamed.
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• Your stories ain’t legit, feelin’ scripted and forced,
• I’m the beast in the booth; you just wastin’ your course.
• Snap back to reality; yo, your style is absurd,
• I’m a lyrical titan, while you just whisper words.
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• Keep flexin’ with your fake shit, but it won’t last long,
• When the curtain drops, bitch, you know I’ll be the strong.
• With my big head, I’m spittin’ bars like a king,
• While you stuck in the bleachers, just a puppet on a string.
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• So remember this lesson, I ain't playin’ no games,
• While I’m reachin' for the top, you’ll just drown in your claims.
• I’m the realest in the booth, got the truth in my flow,
• You just a faded memory, hope you enjoyed the show.
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• Hold up, Hold up, Hold up, I ain't the one that's caught
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• Yo, yo, P Diddy 2.0, what’s the deal, fam?
• You flexin' on the ‘gram, but you ain’t a real man.
• Got a gapped tooth smile, yeah, that shit’s hella grim,
• With a belly like a chungus, lookin’ like you swim.
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• You out here actin’ tough, but you know you just a fraud,
• I ain't caught slippin’ with baby oil, that’s on God.
• Got your career on life support, barely hangin’ by a thread,
• While I’m makin’ waves, you just wishin’ I was dead.
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• Thought you were a king, but you ain't fuckin’ crowned,
• Just another clown, always chasin' that sound.
• A child lover, Drake’s little puppet on a string,
• While I be out here hustlin’, makin’ my heart sing.
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• Ain't no money in your pocket, just dust and despair,
• I’m stackin’ chips like Pringles, tossin’ haters in the air.
• All that talk about riches, but we see through your lies,
• You ain't makin’ real moves, just throwin’ out whack alibis.
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• You playin' in the kiddie pool, but I swim in the deep,
• Catchin’ waves while you drown in your secrets, can’t sleep.
• With that big ole belly, boy, you’ve lost the race,
• I’m knockin’ down walls while you just take up space.
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• This a street feud, got your back against the wall,
• I’m comin’ with the heat, hope you ready for the fall.
• I ain't got no baby oil stashed up from Costco,
• But I’ve got these bars hittin’ harder than your motto.
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• Keep flexin' like a lizard, but you slither on the ground,
• I’m the lion in the jungle, you the mouse that I found.
• So take that L and learn, little homie step back,
• Cause I’m servin’ up this diss like a full-on attack.
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• Diggin' deep in your flaws, makin’ sure it’s crystal clear,
• You thought you were the best? Nah, that’s what we call fear.
• So sip on that baby oil, let it slide down your throat,
• ‘Cause this rap game's mine, and I'm leavin' you broke.