CHALLENGER'S RAP

• Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome, come in, it's reverend Original.
• I'm here on this fine Sunday to preach to you about syllables.
• You see this is not your typical mass in fact it's criminal
• that this is your first sermon, I've been serving medicinal miracles.
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• So all you pussies step right up, gold cup of wine is what I'm dishing,
• and then go sit back in your pews don't get confused you should be listenin.
• Cuz there's only one preacher here, featured near the cross,
• but my God is Biggie Smalls, my alter girl's Diana Ross.
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• And open up to the book of Nas, and you'll see
• that your name ain't anywhere, but everywhere is me.
• And be wary where you walk cuz bitch the devil is close,
• but I got him sittin in the back he's fuckin still taking notes.
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• Raise your hands to the sky, and sing along if you can,
• if not I understand, you're mortal man, you've been lost since I began.
• Just sit back and look around, stained glasses reppin my face.
• In three more days I'll rise again, now it's time to say grace.