CHALLENGER'S RAP

• I’m going far like Tony Romo. I’m going hard, no homo. That’s for sure,
• Like damn. Damn, and you know I’m the man. Call me rubber band man
• Spitting in the mic stand. You see the scars, you see the proof. I’m flowing
• Hard, I spit the truth. Up in school yards breaking the rules,
• You a broke ass and I be the truth. I’m eighteen, come and meet my team.
• I’m stopping and popping them bitches until I make them cream, sipping codeine,
• Puffing the lean, mean, green, I’m chasing my dream. I’m a dream chaser, a fucking
• Mind eraser. Bitch I’m running this game, you can call me a naptown pacer. Yeah
• It’s that new generation across the fucking nation. There is no mistaking, the game is
• Mine for the taking. You haters in hibernation, they call me the rude awakening. It’s
• Me in the lead while you all stead chasing. I’m on the rise, next level shit. While you
• Deny, I’m getting hit. I don’t have to talk loud to be legit, got my own style, no
• Stopping it. Light it up, chill back down, man it’s loud you can’t pronounce. You
• Riding up, we shoot them down. Go sighting up on my side of town. It’s me on
• That beat. I’m finna go insane, kush up in my swisher sweet, I’m about to take it
• To the brink. Windows tinted you can’t see me. Police can’t spot me visually because
• I think sharper than blades. Always keep it chill like it’s supposed to be.
• I know the deal for real so watch how you’re approaching me.
• Bet my Guns make your blood spill as soon as they see you motion me.
• Then I’m going to grab as pillow and put your ass to sleep.
• So what up bro, what up bucci. This rapping shit comes naturally.
• Used to be a cached g, now flip backwards acrobatically. I’m back on deck
• With a salary. I count mathematically, so if you about that homie battle me.