CHALLENGER'S RAP

• /0:15/
• you rappers are basic procedure,
• im an underrated undefeatable leader
• my real names grim but you can call me reaper,
• as i skillfully creep up and sneak ya like a silent creature (creacha)
• slicing throats sending bloody remains in envelopes to cope,
• with my sad pitiful miserable life no hope,
• for any emcee he or she, ill lite yall up like a pack of smokes oh please
• you cats are jokes,
• never pleading, cause this skill ill never leave em forever exceeding,
• wake the fuck up and hear me, you must be sleeping
• demons weeping, as angels cry in the sunlight
• at night, is when it feels just right
• no other alike on the mic when i write i feel alive despite
• all the fucking bullshit in my life, tonight, is the ultimate human sacrifice
• he rolled the dice and payed the price an evil soul he was not nice
• even though his hearts so cold the story he told was practically practical
• he said his thoughts took over as if someone else was in control
• even though he played the role, cold souls burn from coal
• lifes he stole left young but feeling old
• walking on lonely long dangerous roads on nights he roamed
• left all alone, what he thought or felt was unknown
• no body cared, just left with those scared and unaware so they'd stare
• these kinda people are rare
• but you best believe that they are really real
• you coulda sworn, that they were born, upon the depths of hell,
• but not me im star gazing in amazement
• fixing old cracks from my life like paved pavements
• there comes a time for waiting and patients
• and another for building from nothing like pyramids that are ancient