CHALLENGER'S RAP

• Living blind all the time rap like one a kind,
• search the city streets for fame and enterprise,
• Gotta stay low for all you hoes and those who froze,
• and chose to be Gangsta or maybe a trickstar
• Now I got a cold case of mistaken identity
• Trying to escape this harsh fake reality
• Near living forty got this nasty harsh gutty slutty feeling
• as im chilling this crazy world's feelings got me dealing
• with drugs pro's pimps in this hustle and bustle, motherfuckers handing out grins
• Been writing scripts since sixteen cause I was meen as I rips
• Through the stage uploading gangsta appraise, flying through the international sky's
• Turning real O.G's into generation Y's, heading for the top prize
• Then finally in my bently ill be cruzing gently no time to waste
• Solidly based ill be traced making motherfuckers run the race,
• Theres no firstpize when you come second u'll be blackenedLife is good as I should listen
• so pay close attention, not to mention
• when im in your neighbourhood there's tension,
• be reassured when im rolling pistols in the air
• as im holding my gat clutching & bursting
• through the city streets were shit getting hectic
• motherfucker's dont understand what its like
• A kind of person of my fucked up nature
• take time to reconize the one beast player,