CHALLENGER'S RAP

• i clip and clop like a pack mule on the peak top,
• carrying two halfs of a balance, middle finger talons
• ripping rats, and scraggly-tree hop, howling catastrophe, avalanche when
• my shriek drops, in a valley that got a deep hearted laugh like me
• mountain air sings in foreign tongues, but i got the ear keyed
• to the song of this stone, stone tall wisdom to come
• i suffer none to lord over, underclass is an uppercut, un-monied soldier
• suffering stop for a poor man, NO then repo guy said "aw towed ya"
• banker "the accounts closed sir"
• landlord "pack your bags and move the fuck over"
• brother or sister will pat the shoulder and say "lets take this world over"
• and it could be as simple as this, the littlest spark, catching breezes
• austerity drying out releasing fire fodder, to what class friction offer
• at its start. angled beating of the heart, in the season that will mark
• new epoch of techtonic changes,
• i got chunks of earth on poles, you know that spinning plate trick,
• like i need a nod to greatness, i cover all like sea fog or lake mist
• thats just a thin crust geology, i'm a blood hound for the knowledge see,
• your dividing like oncology, but i snuff out you riff-raff all onomatopoeia
• i kinda wanna be ya, just to see what i look like from there,
• a million bats migrating from mexico in the cave gape of your stare
• maybe its the way the light hits my hair, or what it feels like to stand
• next to the beast ripping into the belly of these beats,
• like the bacon was there, cuz the stakes, son, are clear