CHALLENGER'S RAP

• Im here to battle you pump fake snakes i leave you rattled,
• Sitting in you saddle, throw you in a lake you wish you could dog paddle,
• No floats or no boats in your vision leave you for death in an underwater prison
• Got my own religion of destroying toys turning them into fiction,
• No reality when you face the catastrophys, bombs dropping im a fast emcee
• Yous cant bake or grill me got your bitch cranking my cd, how fast can these hits be,
• Despise you over the lines you drop, an the shit youve copped, like mr apologetic,
• My rhymes stay connected even when the mimes are be-headed
• Im fully loaded, leave bodys bloated till their flesh is corroted,
• Better note it, so simplistic but a bad habbit bitchs say im placid when im buzzing on acid,
• Not a force to be reckoned with come out with secondary spits from the hollow tips,
• I hear your missus likes to be whipped like cream untill she starred down my laser beam
• An my team, death before dishoner wheres the corriner to get rid of these foreigners,
• Its not a no brainer when you step to distressed ranga with plenty of anger,
• I got a break through on the top charts, hitting an spitting on tarts
• Unload on your fam with poisonous darts, having em shake a break
• From decisions they make, i pretend to procrasinate on your finalised fate
• Leave you on high to rotate when im baked..