CHALLENGER'S RAP

• Mr. Lyrikill, thank you for the latest waste of my time,
• I thought you'd be better at the fucking rhyme,
• When this is over your ears will be ringing like a wind chime.
• You can't always underestimate the new rappers,
• We're worse than the kidnappers,
• That you hear all over the news,
• After this I'll have you singing the blues.
• Don't you ever think lowly of me,
• Didn't you know that I'm Queen B.
• Or maybe I'm just a Snake,
• And you're just a fake.
• I hope you hear this verse,
• 'Cause on you it'll put a curse,
• I'll stomp you with my converse,
• I'm sorry baby, let me hold your purse,
• Don't worry, I'm a trained nurse,
• And you're my patient,
• Allow me to treat the burns you just received,
• I can't imagine you just believed,
• That you could destroy me so easily,
• You little fucking sleazily,
• Waste of my space,
• Get the fuck off my case,
• I'll take it from Em, and make it a turtle race,
• But I'm not up for no chase,
• My venom will sting worse than a mace,
• And I'll disappear without a trace.