CHALLENGER'S RAP

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• I hear you talkin' shit, bro you think you're the heat
• Please bow down to defeat you're barely mince meat
• Stop with the street talk, and start to do the street, walk
• Lock yourself in and tell me this, how you gonna battle with this sick shit that I spit bitch
• See you still flappin' your jaws, prepare to be thrown in the ocean
• In the middle with jaws
• Or prefer to be served and severed with claws, knock on the doors Of absolute death you may
• But please be ready for the automatic failures you may make
• So take this and wait for another dismembering, remembering
• The tethering of your dream and how it was minced to pieces
• Believe in yourself please, to save you now you'll be needin'
• Help from Jesus
• You think I'm copy, pastin' please, tell me how you're actin' up
• Better be quite or I'ma bout to bitch smack your mouth shut
• For good, yeah man talk the hood talk better go back and walk the hood walk you ain't had the taste of a real G
• Get back down to your level and prepare to be beat
• Writin' on your sheet, like you're deep please bitch your weak
• You ain't on my level or a level at all, take a vacation
• Up the damn wall and fall
• Humpty Dumpty, I must be rusty but you better knock the shit Down if you goin' against me
• I'm hard to beat, you're hardly cheese compared to these beats And this emcee
• You ready, alright, so come on down, I bet you to do it
• Let's see if you got the balls or if you're just truant
• To me, yeah let's keep an eye, on your ass as the heat intensifies
• Talk to me in a smart tone, prepare to meet your demise
• Throw you, a hundred million miles is what I'm finna do
• Call me Son Goku
• I already told you, what I'm gonna do, finna plow through
• Yeah man try to tackle a topic more intense then mine
• I always rap from the heart, make the fake rappers sigh
• But I really really don't give at all a flying fuck
• My chance of making this shit is the same as seein' a flyin' truck
• Or it could all depend on some serious luck
• Maybe I'll release a track that is heard my millions
• Make it big and to the top and make billions
• But that's a dream for another day, I'm here to take you down
• Don't care what you say
• Freestylin' this rap shit to the grave
• Rap battlin' bitches in my spare time for loose change
• Please, all of you fake ass rappers are plan
• Make like like a plane and take the next trip away
• Far away, from here I don't need to here your shit anymore
• I'm tired of it now, next place to be, will be a fuckin' morgue
• But let me just let you all know this, I'm sick of it, all of it
• So listen next time I write another track
• Listen to the facts I spit, and find it through my old wack rap crap
• I know I've said some shit, that know I demise
• But just look at my own and, your own life
• But this time, through my eyes
• I got a couple little bitches that need a little call out
• But I'll reside, got more and more, don't get me wrong
• Now get the fuck back home and call your mom
• Continue to rap please, just leave me alone
• I'm done hearing wack disses like this
• I'm sick of this, listening to this petty as shit
• Bitch