CHALLENGER'S RAP

• I was thinkin' the genius, didn't extend past the head,
• take in creativity intravenous, they told me Picasso was dead,
• but I still break them cubes like I break bread,
• haters done fed me enough, know when I see a steady bluff,
• sure enough, I seen enough niggas actin tough,
• best get your puff puff, pack 'em slippers and just scuff scuff,
• Wanna battle from Brooklyn, you got yourself a bookin,
• an atomic bomb, that you had the guts to look in,
• I knew trouble was cookin, so better buy yousrself some balm,
• from the top of a palm, comin wit' a chop straight from my palm,
• pauper straight to a king, hang your chords by the shoe of my tennis string,
• absurd is what I bring, make you sing dumb shit, that's my thing,
• hope you understood, like you even could, perhaps you should,
• give it another try, no if it didn't work don't fuck her dry,
• a red sky, symbol of blood so high, interpret that as you... Hi!
• My name is bye, why oh why, fragrance from a fragment,
• have you trippin on bars, seein' stars, elegance of an absent
• train of thought, stream of conscience,
• from now on you ought to practice caution for this nonsense,
• if you can make sense of this then you've run out of options,