CHALLENGER'S RAP

• (Verse 1)
• It’s the return of real rap, yeah that quality spit
• That straight boom bap, raw rap, bodying shit
• So go and tell your favorite rapper he should probably quit
• Because I just mistook his single for a comedy skit
• Words are rolling off the tongue like they were spoken in Spanish
• Girls are rolling up a blunt for me and showing their vages
• How you claim to be a G when you ain’t loading them hammers?
• And how you claim you’re an MC when you don’t know the mechanics?
• While you’re steady boozing out a flask smoking cancer packs
• I’m probably making music in the lab over rancid tracks
• You think there’s ill rappers in fact who dismantle raps
• But their ain’t a skill level they have that I can’t surpass
• I come consistently with more rhyme flows
• Cause nowadays creativity’s at an all time low
• Cause you guys are kinda basic, dollar signs and lame spit
• Diamonds, shine, and bracelets, rhymin’ bout the same shit
• Their ain’t that many as talented as me
• And if you really think they’re better come challenge them to me
• Cause when I first started spittin’ I was doubted on the beat
• Now they’re riding round the street with my album on repeat
• I leave bodies on the page where my ink spills
• Mixing wordplay with sick skill, my shit’s ill
• I’m underground I ain’t looking for a big deal
• Can’t dumb it down cause I only know how to spit real
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• (Chorus x2)
• So yeah you probably got more cash than me
• And yeah you probably get more bitches and more ass than me
• And you can have all of that man it’s fine by me
• Cause you could never spit a verse or ever rhyme like me
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• (Verse 2)
• See I was designed as a baby to rhyme in the 80’s
• So being placed in this generations been driving me crazy
• Cause lately I feel like I’m the last one of my kind
• Cause I won’t stop until I’m spittin’ past Pun in his prime
• My thoughts are sublime and divine and design concepts
• See in every line of the rhyme that my mind’s complex
• Cause every word within these rhymes redefines me
• My mind’s breed is Gandhi’s at Mache speed but times 3
• My hobby is to leave these haters demolished
• So I ain’t sacrificing my lyrics to cater to college
• Cause their ain’t nothing that I can’t create and accomplish
• Because I realized that imagination’s greater than knowledge
• So I just slice open the song and let the track bleed
• And spit raps faster than Ted Williams’ bat speed
• I’m always working, ain’t relaxing and lounging
• So when it comes to making hits I’m always batting a thousand
• I study legends and analyze what Pac spits
• You’re dropping fly balls while I’m catching flies with chopsticks
• I’m monstrous, what your spittin’ isn’t half as real
• I’m walkin’ on water while you’re slippin’ on banana peals
• I’m idolized for the way I settle these endeavors
• Plus I’m idolized for the way I cleverly bend letters
• Pretend thugs better respect what my pen does
• Best buzz, my rhyme book never collects dust
• I handle business, please believe that I’m certain
• So if you talk behind my back you need to see me in person
• And anyone who wants to beef with me Imma murk him
• So if I’m a whack rapper, Eazy-E was virgin
• Since rap’s a game then compare me to M.J
• These dudes say they’re hard but they’re barely aldente
• So while they act, I’ll be spittin’ the facts
• There’s underground and mainstream, and I’m just bridging the gap
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• (Chorus x2)