CHALLENGER'S RAP

• So no shit there I was....
• Sifting my mind for lines and rhythm
• So I can fill the side of pad with digits.
• And hot damn there you went....
• Your so weak but beligerant,
• with bars full of meanlingness
• prissiness and over the top bitchy fits.
• and just to add insult to the truth of this:
• Yo, your not a lyricist,
• your rhymes are rythmless,
• and your bars; endless shittyness,
• stuff retards call stupidness.
• So on behalf of all those legit,
• We've had more than enough of it.
• So here's how I'll deal with it:
• go to my closet and pick
• the bestest damn trucker fit
• "Time to repo this bitch!"
• I'm going to take the style you bit
• and turned into that shit you spit,
• Dont ever say you earned this shit,
• You fuckin prick, that claim wont stick.
• Reviewed your payment list
• And dawg you aint paid a cent.
• To sum up, your rapping stinks.
• I get in the truck, drop the lift
• Start hooking the chain,
• when holy shit..........
• this broad comes haulin at a sprint.
• Bouncing her fattyness
• and what i'd like to think were tits
• Fat hanging off her shins causes her to trip
• She got up from the pit
• caused from busting her lip
• and continues to fall her way to leaning on the lift.
• She was gasping for a breath
• holding her chest, trying to feel a beat
• but of course not feeling shit,
• except the left overs beef
• she had last week.
• So im laughing, slapping knee
• when she finally starts to speak.
• Says I cant take this beat-
• er, its her boyfriends jeep.
• Starts rambling shitty needs
• but I ignored the bitches speech,
• and finished putting the chain underneath.
• I look up and shes standing on my rig
• With her arms outstrectched,
• triceps flapping in the wind.
• I know she mustve wished
• her last second to'd been better spent
• than thinking I had a fuck to give.
• I gave the engine a rev at least
• before the hood met her ribs.
• Now that's how you body a bitch that had no business here!!