CHALLENGER'S RAP

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• i brake you over the table, its unstable, then wit the two foot cable as i precede to slice your navel,
• this shit is real, i got more than just sex appeal
• i can make a muthafucka feel the fear to peer over his shoulder to make sure i dont appear, its kinda queer, i was there now im here, in the blink of an eye, make ya do a double take like Angela Buza youll fry}
• But dont worry im a violet tyrant that doesnt like to be quiet, when i am silenced, youre basically just askin for more violence.
• Ammunition for my gun, no time for fun, blastin brothers down as i make a run, what you think now hun?
• police is on my ass, i gotta blast pass, even tho my grades arent high im at the top of my class, im neva last
• Where's my get away vehicle?, feelin so evil, brain is doin wheelies like kenievel, {what did i leave for}, something lethal
• Comin from the west side, dont mean to imply, but yo girl's been ridin something else to-night, have fright, because i do bite, and if the time comes then i might fight, goodnight, heres something that you might not like, knockin brothers out like mike, i do this sortta thing everynight
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• im making dough with my lyrical flow, its uncontrolable, ill pop ya like a pimple, a limp, wimp, imp, who cant be stopped, by a clip, and a glock, beam me up like scott, now what you thought
• thought i was a regular, mistake you took me for, now you unsure, while bodies bein dragged across the floor
• left in abandoned buildings, these feelings, have no endings, even wit the endo smoke rising
• swirlin and twirlin makin stomachs curlin, eyes blurred and, blood squirtin, all across the kitchen and oven
• can you smell what im cookin, somethin overheated, ammo was depleted, now dead bodies is what im leavin
• Time to leave pop the front door, find me a whore, maybe a couple more, kinda sore, from last night thats what im yearin for.
• A little bit of passion, thrashin, no compassion, as im blastin, on that ass, and you can feel it comin, as i precede to leave a load so big it blow yo fuckin eyelids open, my sniper rifle scopin, call that a "quick shot", blowin bitches on the spot, no i wont stop, as i tie your foot to a rock and precede to roll you off the dock