CHALLENGER'S RAP

• im cruisin around town in my Gran Torino,
• fuckin Thirteen year old Bridesmades,
• spittin more than Hustle n Flow,
• im crossin 8 Mile pickin up my Boyz In The Hood,
• they know that its Blood in Blood Out,
• im gonna Get Rich Or Die Trying,
• im hiring my own Shooter for protection,
• the rap game to me is like Mortal Kombat,
• the shit is all out Pain n Gain,
• last Fryday i killed a Snitch, with my 8 Millimeter,
• after that i rolled up to Big Mammas House,
• some guy with a Scarface killed me in a drive by,
• but god was sympaphetic and granted me a Ressurection,
• so i returned to After Earth,
• when i got back i found that my daughter was Taken,
• and i was Notorious,
• i went home got drunk fell asleep and woke up with a Hangover,
• recieved a Call from a Stranger saying he was a 40 year old Virgin,
• and for some reason im in Nam Saving Private Ryan,
• but im really here for some damn Heroin,
• so i can become the American Gangster,
• as my 4 Brothers become the Grid Iron gang,
• im the Good The Bad The Ugly rolled into one, gazing a the Rising Sun,
• from every one of the Beaches, as I Walk The Line,
• i talk to my realestate agent about moving to the church on 21 Jumpstreet,
• i cant forger my Book Of Eli, Just lije Pink Floyd the Wall,
• i love my Sweet Home Alabama,
• but now my Iron Will is turning into an Iron Fist,
• and i myself am moving to straton island to recreat the Legend Of The Wu Tang,
• now This Is The End.