CHALLENGER'S RAP

• Aight look,
• I took a pen a fucked a notebook wit it,
• Then shook together a couple bars and hooks, finished,
• Called it New Generation and lickety split,
• I got a mixtape in hands, got plans to kill shit,
• Hit or miss, but truth is, I'm on-point accurate,
• Bag of clips, I'm an addict, I like to spit kicks,
• Fix a dish of rapper's dicks, most of y'all are gimmicks,
• With scents of fish, I'll hook you wit my damn hooks, bitch,
• Tickets to mimic my shimmick have hit the mischief limits,
• I'm pissed with your shit it's ridiculous, my biggest restricts,
• you flicked it off disregarded it, bitch with you I'm not finished,
• Imma fix your tits to the tip of this hook I've been mentionin'
• Shit, I done bit my lip on this biz,
• Now when I spit it sound slurred as shit, shit,
• My voice is bubblier than soda fizz, wish,
• I could be a normal kid, lookin' at colleges,
• But nope, I'm interested in a topic I got no chance wit,
• Father's on my shit tellin' me rap is what I need to quit, it,
• Ticks me off and makes me wanna take some frozen licorice,
• Dig it in his stomach and clip his nails with hammers twice as big,
• Then stick his clipped nails in the licorice and continue stabbin' him wit it,
• Bitch, I LOVE music, it's formed into a relationship,
• You tellin' me to cheat on it but I will never listen,
• Music can't cheat on me, It's the one relation I put faith in,
• 'Specially after my girlfriend stuck her tongue on someone else's dick,
• Shit, Hutch,
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• New Generation,
• Ahhhh!