CHALLENGER'S RAP

• I got that shit that’ll make you rob, steal or kill,
• I’ve seen mother fuckers throw away everything for a single pill.
• I got that shit that’ll make you sell your xbox, weed dirty like sex talk,
• 10 crack commandments; I wrote the drug dealin’ bible.
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• I’m fiendin’, I need it, for survival
• Friends stick around like bleach stains
• Just call me dude, we don’t speak names,
• cause when my product leak through each of your veins you feel the release of pain
• Now pay up cause I need the same,
• That’s what these drugs do
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• Say that they love you just so they can fuck you,
• But fuck it you’ve got fun to have and a will to lose and I got pills to move.
• I’ve got drugs to do so it’s nothing’ new.
• Bricks in check, let’s risk death, get the cigarette dipped in wet, I’m not ready for reality yet.
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• They’ll take everything
• That’s what these drugs do
• Strip your motivation, jail, probation, heavenly elevation
• That’s what these drugs do
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• I can see the veins on the side of my pupils
• I’m high enough to talk to cupid
• He gave me some Jesus powder and told me how to move it,
• your mind is beautiful and it’s cheap to lose it
• Plus, I drink stupid and my shrink thinks I’m using.
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• This hip hop shit is my theme music
• tryin’ to reach the scarface dream though
• it sip lean, lit weak, I trip Lucy, sell amphetamines to buy ketamine,
• I’ve see lives ruined, people die, but I get high and put it in my music
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• This drug problem I’ve fine-tuned it, I use it,
• Abusive to these hallucinogens, shrooms make life cartoons,
• Look the moons movin’, my blood itches,
• I’ve scratched my skin to the bone,
• Fuck stitches, the drugs fuck with us.
• Jesus Christmas dust in thick blunts, hit it once and can’t get enough, binges, woke up already away 3 days in the past, still baked
• If this rush is real, life is fake
• Let’s see how much pain I can take before I have to escape
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• They’ll take everything
• That’s what these drugs do
• Strip your motivation, Jail, probation, heavenly elevation
• That’s what these drugs do
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• I’m sorry mom and dad, that little Charlie is a problem bad,
• sicker than a vomit bag
• Ether clogged rag, inhalants make time lag,
• Where’s my motherfuckin’ mind at? HANDS OFF MY BAG!
• Do E pills really kill?
• Pink hills, half unconscious but I manage to drink still,
• My ink sinks into the stationary, reezin the revolutionary,
• Call me a god, call me legendary, me and mary got married space carried loud on the clouds
• I’ll come down when I’m buried, life is scary. I know it well
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• Drugs are bad,
• They fuckin’ ruined my life.
• But I got a couple hits,
• If you wanna do them tonight?