CHALLENGER'S RAP

• I'm comin' at you with a titan's wrath
• you feel enlightened when I'm writin'
• the brightest rap. I got plaques with gold backs
• that acknowledges this polished act.
• But all G's do is attach the gat
• to their backs and attract the black on black
• crimes over crack.
• So I use my pen like a soldier
• or like a lyrical automatic weapon that's put in a holster
• you better hope it won't toast ya
• or you'll be turned over
• and put in a casket where you'll rapidly get colder
• you're laughin' but i will crack you over your shoulder
• if i give you a flask of these metaphorics raps, you'll never get sober
• you better fall back and not attack me or i'll give you an ulcer
• i don't have to write a rap for you to recognize that
• i'm about to go super nova
• i'll spit hot fire lyrics, but i'm not a rapper though
• ...i'm Jehovah
• and if you can't witness the gifted lyrics that i'm spittin
• then, you're slower
• than an average idiot
• that pisses on a sofa.
• By the way, you're an Ogre
• moping around in Rome wearing a toga
• that turns out to be dress. Hold Up!
• you're a drag queen with european genes
• and you're producing an odor
• you smell like you're an unseen, unclean
• out-of-date rapper that got older
• here comes the next rap king
• so you better move over.