CHALLENGER'S RAP

• Hey Trap,
• When I’m done with you
• You’ll be left as pure scrap.
• You’ll have to get your gun out again
• And shoot your little brain.
• I don’t know why you’re trying to spit bars
• You should be jumping in front o’ cars.
• I rather wear a fucking thong
• Than listen to your fucking song,
• But I’m willing to bet you’d cheer
• Man we all know you’re a fucking queer.
• Im going easy don’t want you dry,
• I still want you to reply.
• I’m giving you an ultimatum
• Bitch my abs are harder than Channing Tatum’s.
• I’ve got a lot more rhymes down my sleeve
• So you might as well just leave.
• Don’t worry, nothing wrong with being gay,
• If I saw you in the streets I’d run the other way.
• No joke you look like a baby Biggie,
• But you rhyme like a retarded piggy.
• I hope I don’t get too hated,
• I don’t want to make it too complicated,
• No one knows you but you’re already overrated.
• I’ve got talent in the game,
• Unlike that headache Drake,
• Give me a break to wake and bake,
• You’re as good as a snake’s legs,
• Trap comes back and begs.
• I swear I’m not making a single effort
• Blowing the same shit as Jordan Belfort.
• Im as hot as the sun
• Quicker than a fire arm
• Making the bank run
• Deposit a couple millions
• Because you’re fucking done.
• Im hot like sub-ohms
• Power like ancient Rome
• You better go home.
• Came out not too long ago from your mom’s womb,
• But imam put you inside your tomb.