CHALLENGER'S RAP

• Verse 1
• Tranquility these villainous qualities are subterranean an extravagant flow but's it
• strenuous you are unable to put an end to it. Tip of the spear no blunting the cutting
• edge looking like into my future like an etch a sketch maybe it's just a little but it's enough to quench
• key's to the Mercedes belong to the realm i belong in that's Hades the underworld no warming the bench
• a warning or else your life will be waning before you've even weighed in or made your way in
• i laid a blade straight across the place where your jugular vein runs it's race
• but this sane man is not to blame for leaving you shamed and the masses entertained
• i'm wicked with the wickan warlock magic very tragic leaving you looking bleary eyed
• after you witnessed the savage amidst his ravage leaving the common rabble in their babble
• well i find my own battle and rattle my cage. Striking faster than rattlesnake
• have wishing you never messed with the vicious kid and with the lyrics so vivid
• it'll leave you seeing visions amidst the admissions it leaves cracks in your army's divisions to which i can slip in
• undetected and work some mighty mischief and have you witness the sickness
• that becomes missiles in verbal forms from my inner systems for there's rhythms to my symptoms
• and schisms in the richter scale that'll leaving rocking back and forth super pale
• a genius in the slightest will leave your brain impaled mind games to leave you
• caged with an ego veiled but don't mistake the wisdom in the inner mission with
• my admonishments in my the way i'm living to leave your inner soul twisted and
• to make your whole being look it was born only to be torn by the perfect storm then thrown
• by a twista.
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• Verse 2
• Architecturally sound no one can compete with the words coming out of my mouth
• so cold i gotta head south faster than the speed of sound to the equator
• cause according to my calculations you have no hope of salvation even less
• of motivation there's levels to the dedication hereditary the focus is a legend
• in the making write a verse in twenty minutes that'll leave yours in a hearse
• chopped into bacon bits might as well curse me it's the only way to bring me
• down. don't even need to rehearse i'll leave you gasping for air writhing on the
• ground. i'll leave you leveled out. Hop in the whip roar off don't even try to
• chase me down cause i'll leave you a stiff no hesitation i'll let it rip take take
• my hammer to you like it's renovation. forensics can't track something that
• doesn't exist ruled my block with an iron fist like tekken tournament six
• take the 45 off my hip leave you dancing in a twist pull out the hocus pocus
• come down on ya like a swarm of locusts cause you'll notice your plight is
• hopeless
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