CHALLENGER'S RAP

• Okay, rap attack i'm back in action. Fag it's time for massive bashing. tryna get that love from me but you cant see i'm lacking passion. Packing packs up in my backpack. Rapping raps is where my ass at. Bout to start a bonfire wit yo bitch ass, call you matchstick.
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• I'm the gasoline bitch.
• My brain like kerosene, shit.
• I'm the fuel to fire this some shit you cant extinguish.
• and i mean it when i scream it.
• I dont whisper, aint shit secret.
• fuck you bitch i'm eating, i dont need a recipe.
• I've recently invested in a chef, no boyardee.
• and currently, cuisine, just seems to be whats on the menu for me.
• Ironically, i'm eating all you fast food rappers all your talk is cheap.
• It's weak and meek just like the diss from meek it's bleak, it wreaks of shit. it stinks.
• puts my ass to sleep. catch me catching z's and 40 winks and you can see that you and music just don't sync?
• you blink and you might miss the missing link and navigate to far away.
• i'm honest abe, like mr lincoln. step to me the fuck you thinking?
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• And now i'm going off like power in the hood.
• I wish you would, but you can do nothing about this.
• Like my outfits, yall are worn out, shit.
• and i don't play head games.
• Leave that to dames, but nowadays you lames start talking more than bitches.
• switching up on yo position.
• Shit, you need to catch up(ketchup) man they's(mayonnaise) some fools.
• just started in the game and god damn i'm already changing rules.
• dont need a tool, ruler, or a tutor but you getting schooled.
• and this is just the start. you aint even began to see my rule.
• Im Genghis Khan. My gang they cons(khan), like Ricardo montalban.
• I'm dancing with this beef, and i aint even have to hit the quan.
• don't get to fonda this like jane. i'm bondin to this shit like james.
• you think the fame's my only aim? well think again, i'll stay awake until the day the game is laying safely placed inside my hand.
• and on that day i swear that they'll command that im the father of this land and ain't nobody near me, cause i'm more than yo god. i'm the big bang theory.
• feel me? got you feeling weary. where we going? to the cemetery. time to bury all my competition. talking sharing coffins with an instrumental.
• cause i'm killing everything that's coming at me. think you're better boy? don't make me laugh see. I'm about to body rap fags, back to back. like heart attacks to runners running laps and that's the truth no need to check the facts.
• So respect the rap. and every story, umm. you looking for this bitch, well check the crematorium.