CHALLENGER'S RAP

• I don't need a beat to a rhythm just a beat and a decision
• to make a track with the ill-est precision,
• leave you in the corner wishin. for a chance to star your vision,
• your mouth is open gettin pissed in. better quit or you'll be missin.
• more than your teeth as said in the description.
•  
• now rewind yeah that's track revision
• feel your hart stop no matter the position you left in
• have a holy man lie you to rest, call it a Christ decision.
• bleed you out like vampirism you blood boils see the bubbles they fizzin.
•  
• now you still ain't started nuthin, same way, same face always frontin
• same pace you keep it up and you'll be finished before you even place
• good luck.
•  
• i see your face its scared with age bin at this so long
• yet still cant count no money made.
• your a dinosaur your beats are ancient they ain't no more at least on the
• charts and boards that hold the scores.
• your so old your 4 score and never more,
• your dun your gong your six feet deep so long.
• no never will be herd your song,
• its timings off, its trebles high, its got no sole yours why did you hide.
• you should have lep't, let it out ,not implode, infuse your rhymes
• watch them explode.
•  
• but your a pussy so soft shivered you quiver
• as if your a white guy who just said nigger.
• you terror always hid no never delivered,
• you scared to be real so scared to be fake that you end up a joke
• just another mistake.
• pieces cleaned up with a rake left in the trash like left over cake,
• but your piece was spoiled past its date, so your no real loss not at this rate.
• ive seen you try you tried to hide it so much that its sick mate
• but nothing hides the stench of an MC who bitch made.