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CHALLENGER'S RAP

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  • //0:09
  • Oh look see who's back at it again,
  • The Little engine who tried to be half pac 'n' half em
  • Here's a little lesson, so keep your eyes wide open
  • 'N' read this diss written that's more lyrical than Beethoven.
  • I'm new to this rap game, for me just a hobby,
  • I'm not out to make a name, sorry not sorry,
  • You claim you're the greatest emcee to ever be
  • Except your lackin' that vocab and wack entropy,
  • Your grammar is atrocious and your bars are ewwwy
  • You look so ferocious and your eyebrow's on fleek,
  • Your writtens read like Little House on the Prairie
  • Long paragraphs, a hidden mouse in the grass, (so scary)
  • My Dr. Suess rhymes are fun to make,
  • But not as fun as when I watch you bake.
  • I could go on all day with this fun little wordplay
  • But I'd rather go outside and enjoy my day.
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  • //0:50
  • I think I heard the "aww" of the crowd
  • So here's your shoutout,
  • No wait,
  • Emeril's souffle just sunk down!
  • //0:54
  • The time's runnin' out for you Burnsybaby,
  • So here's my little punch at reality,
  • You use common expletives for emphasis,
  • Someone must've popped you a laxative
  • SInce you're mouth's got ish runnin' from it.
  • You need an upgrade on your thug starter kit
  • Walkin' on sunshine you look very Blanche,
  • Hardly a Rose, 'cept for that thorn in your pants.
  • Your boyfriend must love you because your finger's a ringer
  • A ten times larger than life replica of your "goldmember"
  • And this is where I take my final adieu
  • It'd be sweet to say you got beat by a Cindy Lou Who.

DEFENDER'S RAP

  • (Verse 1)
  • When your feeling numb and invincible on the mic, your hearts jumping, bloods pumping, lyrics are thumping,
  • But everyone thesedays are Donald trumping, because my words are stomping, because me and your mum together are four king, Your just a failed signature that can't even break a sweat on mr.satan, hating? Nah I just do inspiring and motivating, facts I'm stating,
  • When your homies are on the move, trying too busts rhyme, but can't rhyme even the first 2 line, in rap, well my point of view that's a four king crime, Your just a one king little bitch that needs too die and roll down the biggest darkest ditch, I sound simular too eminem your just jay z with a high pitch,
  • Get a grip lad, why you mad? I'm not sad, I've hurt your feelings so now I'm four king glad, so shut the four king up mate, your shite and I'm a rapping great, Here's the key to my blueprint, surpass eminem and tupac in one, if not then quit and get the four king gone, one king over tranny porn,
  • You need advanced technology combined with futuristic drugs for you too actually perform, because I'm perfect and your just an insect, You can rap the cypher with a sniper, cause right now I'm too in form and on fire feeling goggety giggity hyper, madonnaa fostering another roddy piper,
  • How much respect will you get? I ain't even broken a sweat, you don't need a doctor dawg you need a mother four king vet, dirty sket, Maybe I'm just a mother four king white G with black rappers souls, hearts and brains for bling, because that's the thing, you know I'm right cause I'm white, And when I'm right, I'm white, and when I'm white I'm right, you feeling alright? Ill easy win this fight, your just a cracked open skull acting dull,
  • Lying on the floor taking it like a man, getting bum raped like a man whore, because I'm gonna make your jaw hit the floor, do you want more? I'm way too hardcore, What did you say? Come on pal don't get in my way, cause bullshit is all you can say, if you don't obey then you better mother four king pray before I slay,
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  • (Chorus 1)
  • It's a beat down, Chilling I'm the front row, when the fans hands are up in the air and the rap stadium is about too glow, Watch out because the roof is about too come down and the audience about too blow, they'll never go, Because it's rapping week, and it's time for the ultimate kill streak, and guess what? I've not even reached my peak.
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  • (Verse 2)
  • Rapping with historc intentions, creating new words for the new era of the next generation, before destruction must come creation, Destroying mother for kings with no police detection, because your career will get a big brother eviction,
  • Raps my addiction, my rhymes separating reality from four king fiction, pen and paper causing friction, When my tongue has a glow there will be no evidence, cause I don't need no elleigal substance, rap up for maintanence,
  • Ice in my veins, heart attacking, brain is whacking, but my mind ain't cracking, your slipping and tripping I think you maybe slacking, I'm whiting and your mother four king blacking, so here's your suitcase you better get packing, my patience is stacking,
  • Because my confidence is higher beyond any weed, cause I won't be corrupted with money or sex breaking overrated bitches necks,I ain't full of greed, I just wanna become number one and actually succeed, help all those people with mouths too feed,
  • Because I'm basically a good eminem or dark tupac, bringing hippety hoppety hip hop won't stop til you drop mother four king drop and back, I don't give a fack, picking up where shady is starting too lack, I'd eat all these little faggots with maggots for a four king snack,
  • I'd munch them for breakfast, because they ain't even a test, how the fack can you beat me if you don't even think eminem is the worldwide best? Come out a bulletin in my chest, because I have my burnsyboy everything in history proof four king vest,
  • So lets four king go you one king for king mother four kinger, your a minger and your mothers a four king ginger, thinking she's a formidable ninja, she's just an incredible cringer, my lyrics are comparable to dragonball z and yours are more shit flinger so here's my middle finger,
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  • (Chorus 2)
  • It's a beat down, chilling in the front row, when the fans hands are in the air, and the rap stadium is about to glow, watch out because the roof is about to come down and the audience about too blow, they'll never go, because it's rapping week, and it's time for the ultimate kill streak, and guess what? I've not even reached my peak.
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  • (Verse 3)
  • Quick scoping on cod, on dragonball z with a real life mod, rapping with heart and using a technique called out-smart, I think I'm a rap god, take it to the back and ill take it to the front nod, like mega sonic the headgehog, I'm just dominating everyone who's acting lowelife and hating, humans do nothing but get obsessed with drugs and four king mating, don't keep me waiting, do you even understand fully? I think Kanye is having a mini pully,
  • So when you get high and you fly, you fly when your high and do what you can just too get by, why sigh, it's the happiest I've been in a whilst, taking freestyle beyond four king 8 mile, like a mutated crocodile, have all your blueprints locked away in my mind, stored in a top secret file, that's more my style,
  • I might say the unthinkable but only because I'm unsinkable, your kill able with a single dangerous and deadly mother four king syllable, is my cum swallowable, ladies always say your despicable and your white juice is spittable cause your always mother four king hittable and your lyrics are easy blockable,
  • I can't counter get in do the van damage then get back out and round house then bruce lee shout, pacquiao combination with aniahaltion termination and no complication, making you cry then slowly in pain four king die I think the cause of your anger is being gay in denial of major frustration,
  • Now I'm chilling in cuba with tupac, smoking a spliff, feeling top of the world on earths highest cliff, but this ain't no hanger, tell your bitch I really wanna banger, fack the law, my lyrical war, clinical see saw, but also critical penising your four king mum of a whore,
  • Am I a rhyming criminal or just imaginable when being subliminal? Griming not being gullerble, just destroying the indestructable, my fame is indeniable, I'm just mother four king historicable, go see if your nans period blood is still four king drinkable,
  • When I'm reloading, get ready because this new white G will prepare for mother for king exploding, I think I see titanic at the bottom of the sea, yeah my lyrics sank it, now I'm the centre of the galaxy because everyone knows for a fact ill change the world and make mother four king history.
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  • (Chorus 4)
  • It's a beat down, chilling in the front row, when the fans hands are in the air, and the rap stadium is about to glow, watch out because the roof is about to come down and the audience about too blow, they'll never go, because it's rapping week, and it's time for the ultimate kill streak, and guess what? I've not even reached my peak.

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