CHALLENGER'S RAP

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• The game will be all scarred, when I'm gone,
• But till then Il bombard, and squeezs bums
• My flows will go hard, on MCs scums ,
• I will Leave my mark, on these slums
• I will spit my art, then seize funds,
• I bite they just bark, so let the cheese come
• CAPEECH I LEAVE GS STUNNED (X2)
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• When my clocks run all up, and my box is brought down,
• I want rum in my cup , and 4 blunts in my mouth,
• want the lean in my gut, wearing shades and my crown,
• Want my chains on my neck, and my pants on the ground,
• Have the tech in my belt, incase hells full of clowns,
• On my chest tats that spell, love my fam and my town,
• Want my breath to then smell, like koolaid and girl scout,
• Want some coke on my gums, and the rest up my snout,
• all MY chicks will go dumb, once they see my lights out,
• Then MCs will all shout, thank god he's below ground
• From the east to the west, from the north to old south,
• Nonetheless it will test, who will fail or then sprout,
• Who will guess the best route, and impress the most crowds
• But till then Il stand out ,stand proud till my last round,
• Il Make it rain without droughts, rain so much MCs drown,
• Bounce back if I fall down, and step back on my tall mound,
• You can count on my dope sound , since I go just full out,
• So Theres no doubt, that I'm thrown bound,
• cuz when my bar are pronounced, they Sound sharp and profond,
• But now my bars are All out
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