CHALLENGER'S RAP

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• Yo, yo, it’s the master of disaster,
• Hoppin’ on this beat, and I’m comin’ in faster,
• Poppin’ off, like a champ, I’m the fuckin’ king,
• Look at you, “Hoe girlfriend” – man, that shit stings.
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• Zero bodies? You a ghost in these streets,
• Ain’t no bitch wanna ride with a broke-ass freak,
• Flexin’ on nada, just crumbs in your pocket,
• You livin’ like a rat, but I’m livin’ like a rocket.
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• Street life, hell nah, you just worse than a jive,
• Slangin’ that weak shit, and you barely survive,
• Anorexic white boy with a $7 cut,
• Lookin’ like a joke, man, you barely a mutt.
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• You frontin’ like a thug, but I see through that mask,
• Can’t even get a date, bitch, this ain’t even a task,
• You pullin’ up on the block, but nobody gives a damn,
• Talkin’ big game, but you really just a spam.
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• Got your hoe holdin’ you down? She’s just a prop,
• While I’m cashin’ checks, you just prayin’ for a drop,
• Your life’s a circus, I’m the head of the show,
• F*ck your life, lil’ wannabe, I’m the real glow.
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• Every line I spit, it’s a punch, it’s a jab,
• Come at me wrong, you know I’m ready to slab,
• You think you tough? Shit, I’m laughin’ at the thought,
• You ain’t built for this game; you ain’t ready to brawl.
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• So take a step back, before you catch these hands,
• Your game’s weak, son, like a cat in the sand,
• I’m the king in this rap, you a pawn in my strife,
• So pack it up, my dude and fuck your life!