CHALLENGER'S RAP

• This is a real battle,you is the horse and am fucking with the saddle,
• strange it seems you wanna be ma friend,
• and i don't care gotta ask y'all what the fuck is trend,
• well am spending,the dough on the clothes you know,
• like versace ,Abu dhabi i don't fuck with foes,
• ma shit is slow,
• but i gotta make it fast,on rap pad,
• and i write ma verses,and now you niggas feel with curses,
• you wretches.
• do you think you can stand a beef with me?
• then your stupid-ass is with it ain't that shit silly,
• well i gotta murder this a homicide,
• well i kept ma head up this another genocide,
• fuck those who tryna change the nation of islam,
• since we began,
• writing lyrics you was a little kid,
• now you wanna start a beef with me do u know who you dealing with,
• am now writing lyrics like a pro,
• while i proceed into the depths unless you wanna battle with the best,
• but am first.
• just tryna make it easier,for ma niggas who ain't on wikipedia,
• while i dress as best i could,am just stressed but first i would,
• find a home for ma family,who gave me the full support,
• even stood beside me,while i was drained of joy in court,
• but it ain't like i can't write the lyrics,
• but when i uplift ma spirit,
• words start to flowing,like the whirlwind while it howling,
• thunder struck,make it drop,
• when y'all stole a glimpse am her,
• and you made me wince that seems really wanna get her,
• this classic rap,got me trapped,
• in an illusion or fantasy,but this shit is just confusing i wanna be,
• at home with ma family and cousins,
• pass an ounce with a pound of dozen,
• or some shit with nothing.