CHALLENGER'S RAP

• Omg, emcees they flee, then they climb trees, because of my imagery. Your up against the best, I insist, you try the rest, before this bliss hits your sleeves, you'll have to roll up your shirt, and unbutton that top button to let your chest out to breathe. To bleed, to count your blessings, for seeds, instead of undressing me. I'm floss, got swagg, I tossed out the best rhymes you ever had, after you had to quit your future, after you were had, after you had to get a tutor, after your face turnt blue, from that illness I savagely just gave you, your stillness explains it, I came with that ish.. that was more painful, painfully I know you can see, the only letters left you could use was, them 2 like.. first degree. After my first entry. I solemnly cursed your tree. It was meant, you see, to be chopped down, and go into the fiery furnace, for them fools existing on the planet like hobbits, clown.., I couldn't say, don't come around, cause you played the game, so you came for the drown, and not the save, save your ish.. for them pimps who spit, and turn flips, when them bimbos suck they dicks, and I'll savor my ish.. for them heroes who save lives, when they write more ish.., that's "top of the line"