CHALLENGER'S RAP

• People love my raps, but abhor yours, you envy me because my verses are pure Mordor
• Fuck the scores, you're more of a crying pussy than four whores
• With their foreheads nailed to a four-door Ford floorboard
• I know no boundary, so don't go doubtin' me, or I'll maraud your daughter, undoubtedly
• Fuck her, I slaughter the pussy, leave the toddler wobblin' like a teeter-totter
• On the bright side, she'll never have to see her father get bodied by a fan of Harry Potter
• "Damn it Greg, you went too far" says the part of your mind that hasn't yet been scarred
• Ask me if I give a fuck about where the line is?
• Tellin' me to stop is like tellin' Cosby where the wine is
• I don't need a Rolex, my rhymes are timeless
• You're out of time and without a dime
• Stop pretendin' you'll murder, better flip those burgers, rain or shine
• Now I'm gonna pull the trigger, last round was too damn easy
• So I figured I'd floor this nigga, battlin' me costs more than damn Yeezys
• Not gonna lie, your verses can freeze me, but not as well as your baby mama can please me
• You even asked me for my address, fucking stalker
• I wasn't fearin' stranger danger, I could tell you were just a talker
• It runs in the family: only way I can shut up your daughter is cum in her mouth like I caulk her
• All the bars I drop are dope
• All the bars you drop are soap
• And like a soap opera, you're melodramatic
• Dudes put cocks in ya, Esco's suckin' mad dick
• Just kiddin', you've got a bastard, so you're probably not gay
• Sadly, you don't like me, Marcus, and that's okay
• Maybe you'll appreciate it when you learn how to write in English someday
• Your whole life is as fake as your Timbs, dick
• Like my profile pic I made you my altar boy, give me head and sing hymns, bitch
• For those wondering what just happened to Marcus
• I just won this battle like Hillary Clinton did the Iowa Caucus
• Like Marcus, Hillary is cockless
• Except Hillary isn't broke and doesn't spell like she's on coke
• This dull bloke, as a penisless fetus, should've taken a poke from a coat hanger
• Or shut up like his daughter whenever I throat-bang her
• I took her out for Italian, then gave her that Chef Boyar-D
• Then she got on her knees and said "SPRAY YOUR BABY BOYS ON ME"
• Then she got a tattoo on that pussy quoting your ancestors: "Boy, I'm free!"
• She told me she was a hater of her dad, and the whole RapPad community
• Said "So are we!" I'm no Eminem, but if your mom cleaned out your daughter's closet
• She'd have to wonder "Whose toys are these?" And who's Greg the Ghost? And why does this text say
• He gave Marcus' daughter, whose pussy was practically underwater, more wood than a four-yard tree?"