CHALLENGER'S RAP

• When you said you wanted beef, I couldn't believe you was bringing it up
• cause in a line of every Rhymer I fear, of I checked the rear
• ...you were the one BRINGIN' IT UP
• I don't care where you set the bar for your bars...I'll be bringing it up
• I'll fray your braids wit razor blades, castrate you wit a laser
• And stick ya dick in a cup
• you take a piss on da floor and pistol whip you wit your own bars
• when you're cleaning it up
• you whip it with that tiny dicklet every time you flex
• so I think we all seen it enough
• you get wrecked as fast as I catch wreck
• so I guess you're getting to like the sting in your butt
• But your bars never mention that you poor and an attention whore
• you're not bringing it up
• and don't start to bitch too every time I predict you...
• Every idea you have I done been thinking it up
• you the type of rapper who's fans think he not SINGIN' enough
• I crunch punches that'll hush alla ya'll lushes
• so once I start swinging you're fucked
• but I gotta let you draw a little blood at least...
• cause in the contract for this battle I'm taking a cut
• I rolled out of bed today, wake-and-baking a slut
• In my cool fuzzy pajamas, eatin' bacon and such
• but I'll be busting up your crib, come in taking your stuff
• then I'll expose you till you're naked and be breaking your nuts
• cut your snake into slices and be baking it up
• You got these amateur bars and you be faking and such
• telling a thug story but everybody know that you be making it up
• you're a bigass conspiracy theory, and I'm breaking it up
• I know how to handle battle stress, but the look in your eyes tell that you can't take it enough
• when writing rhymes you bite like a vampire and I be steaking you, Buff
• and publicy cutting cats like you up is the whole reason I got cake in the trunk,
• so thanks for bringing it up