CHALLENGER'S RAP

• //Verse 1//
• Yo, Rattlebonessss, you think you slick, messin with the X Factor, you ain’t got the grip
• Claimin we soft, callin us gay, but look who's sittin on the sidelines, pushin play
• See, we’re the real deal, you just a cheap knockoff, tryna stir the pot, but you ain’t got the sauce
• Got your head in the cloud, you float like a feather, claiming you’re fly, but you stuck in bad weather
• But all I see is a haunted wreck, your rhymes are like ghosts; I can’t connect
• You rattle and shake like an old tin can, but the only thing rattlin is your game play
• You’re lost in the sauce, like a leaf in the wind, trying to ride waves, but you’ll never swim
• Yeah, you poppin off, thinkin you the main act, but lookin at your style, there ain't nothin exact
• You messin with legends, that’s a big mistake, you a paper-thin rapper, so easy to break
• Come at us sideways, but you can’t handle the heat, we dropin bars heavy while you playin in defeat
• You call us gay? Really? That’s your best shot? we’re takin the crown while you stuck in the rot
• Digging deeper, I see your foundation, built on fake hype, no real dedication
• Claiming you’re hard, like stone or like steel, but your words are as soft as a lemon peel
• Every syllable shakes like a leaf on a tree, your verses are weak, can’t you see?
•  
• //Verse 2//
• You want clout? You need more than a few props, rattlebonessss, your game’s not real just addin to the opps
• We runnin the show, while you just runtime, you can call us whatever, but we still shine
• So keep your weak disses, we ain’t fazed by your tries, just a wannabe star, wearin a cheap disguise
• We’ll rise to the top, while you collectin the lows, the X Factor’s here, and everybody knows
• You’re rattling bones like a lost skeleton, but when it comes to skill, you ain’t no veteran
• I’m the king of the jungle, you’re just a little mouse, trying to flex hard, but can’t even house
• You got a whole lot of noise, but no substance, like a politician in a world of redundance
• Come at me, dog, with your wildest dreams, I’ll crush you slow, your screams will be memes
• You play in the minor leagues, I’m major league bound, your diss is a sneeze; mine’s a thunderous sound
• Got metaphors sharper than a double-edged sword, while you’re spitting nonsense, I’m dropping the horde
• Your legend is fiction, you’re a myth that they tell, but the truth is, my friend, you’re not doing so well
• Trying to climb up, but the ladder’s been broken, I’m the book of rhymes, and you’re just the token
• Hiding behind all your gimmicks and tricks, but your whole act’s weak, man, it’s time for the fix
• Now let’s talk about your so-called crew, they’re just cheerleaders, man, they don’t know you
•  
• //Verse 3//
• Rattling bones like you’re haunted by shame, but your ghostwriter left, and I’m taking the fame
• You step to me, thinkin you got the might, but I’m brighter than day, you’re dimmer than night
• Your shadows don’t scare me, they just make me laugh, like a haunted house, I’m the epitome of craft
• Listen close while I spit this lyrical venom, you’re a failed experiment, I’m the one that you dread, em
• Sippin on your tears, while I feast on your pride, like a shark in the water, it’s a dark joyride
• Keep tryin to catch up, but you just can’t keep pace, In this marathon of bars, you’ve already lost face
• Your rhymes are like ghosts, they just haunt in the night, while I’m out here livin, man, I’m feelin so bright
• You’re a flicker, a shadow, just a whisper in air, I’m the thunderous roar, a true beast laid bare
• You bop to the beat, but you never move right, I’m the heavyweight champ, while you’re light as a kite
• Every verse that I drop, it’s like a bomb going off, you’re the echo in the background, just a scuffed-up scoff
• I’m the thunderous roar, a true beast laid bare.Let’s wrap it up with a final decree, your era is fading, can’t you see?
• Rattlebones, you’re just a ghost in the dust, tryna steal the show, but it’s built on mistrust
• So take a step back, let the real ones shine, I’m the diamond in the rough; you’re just a decline
• With rhymes so sick, I bring the vaccine, in this rap game, I reign supreme