CHALLENGER'S RAP

• My names maelstrom,a storm inside of the sea,so ill cut your intestines,a bitch rotisserie,
• I'm the merchant of death and this is my delivery,hand your head on a silver platter to your mom,
• I'm known for my proficiency, I'm visibly dangerous, a predator under the guise of a cloak ,
• veiled in lies and I'm known to connive the minds of those that try,
• to find another path,I'm nice so feel my wrath as I burn your very soul and put you in a cast,
• scratch that a body bag, dude your life was kinda sad I'd obliterate your soul,
• but see then I'd feel real bad so don't think its in the bag,you stare at me like fag,
• and I'm not quite into that especially coz your genitals are like a wag,
• so in case you didn't know this was over from the get go,6th gear I'm on a roll ,
• and my words they take a toll on your large ego,ergo this is over,I'm so good they call me homer,
• and now i am your owner,so you better roll over,and pray for four leafed clovers,
• when I'm done you'll wish you had Jehovah ,combust like supernovas, rip you and then turn over,
• doing your mom... like Casanova,I'm rude and I'm proud cover you inside a shroud,
• darker than any cloud ,you wont hear no more sound,your heart will start to pound ,look up
• ,I'm underground,you wont last another round ,words seem to confound, your brain unless its loud,
• I solemnly vow to make you wish you cowed,death is a mercy an he'll say turn around,
• coz this is the end ,your not waking up from me again,
• i gave you a reprieve two pac your bags and leave,you've sown your final seed just know ;
• you wont succeed, your mind starts to recede,I still cannot believe you tried to fight with me,
• I'll make sure you cant breathe,alone and on the floor,this battle is now a symphony,
• oh wait I had an epiphany,I see the world differently,Macbeth I'm reading my soliloquy,
• fill your lungs with some arsenic and some Hennessey,I'm the beginning of your end,
• you know you cant pretend that my words do not offend your heart and make you bend.