CHALLENGER'S RAP

• Wound up my 4th grade pads and went on a blind date with karma
• I ain't no frikking Jay Z, it's just NZymm, rap's last Dalai Llama
• i bet you wouldn't get the irony of your life's end in these bars, crawl back to yo' mama
• Oh wait!, i spit shots of adrenaline all over these bars, crawl back to yo' mama
• That's being said, stupid me, so sorry, i didn't realise you went into a coma
• just by the lipsync i did to Eminem's Not afraid in macdonalds with receipts
• to my orders, this rap dis-orders,you don't scare me a bit, with 'em yo' flappy cheeks
• i go "giggity igity look-at-me fidgety" and the mic just speaks
• The mic's like "i like you Zymm", the other guy's sth like 14 days, just 2 weekweak
• yo flows are directly proportional to "dopeness", go back to yo' math, you geek
• You couldn't diss me with a 1000 squared chances multiply by yo' life's worth if i spared you
• a free bus ride trip to my inner circles, piss yo' pants and sit in yo' poo
• or maybe wear some Always tampons and be the adult's 'Winnie the Pooh'
• i agree my head aches, shakes pain weights my eyes take from yo' 'taco' thoughts
• thoughts you call "rhymes", probably you do not understand irony
• Take the remaining time, go back home before i waste you like Bush did to this American economy