CHALLENGER'S RAP

• I'm killing you villianous, things that are spitting with a jaw filled with dust
• I got the awe to fill your nuts, and all the gall to kill your mum
• Since your a poor emcee set free, from your destiny hell
• Well not swell but the best blessing, you will ever be getting
• From your master, master rap track crafter
• Master rap mac ten blaster, crafting trap catastrophe's and distasters
• Getting cat ass for free, cos im this planets mix master
• Mixing the masters in a blender, my rhyming reign defender
• As i rain down profound sound, and start hailing flow
• The crowd starts hailing the flow, then i exhale weed smoke round
• Then i just inhale some mo', write rhymes that put's you hoes in hell
• While i'm hailing hell giving ice, to you angels with no brain cells spitting vices
• I have just given advice but, you'l get cut if you think you're the nicest
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• Your sqad fed broads the, best red cars ferraris
• Treason is the reason for the red, you sent your armies
• To kill the rest to get the bred, then i turned yo bros to toast
• By sending lead next to head, then rhymed to summon crows and ghosts
• Loads and loads of hoes with loads, of "o" shaped mouths ready to blow
• Cocked back gun reloaded, ready to blow
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• I got that soulo shounen mojo, with nine foxy hoes with no rings
• like they they don't know frodo, don't know rings but they know the no bling pro do
• Cos i spit fire like ho-ho, burn your rings like mordo volcano
• Without showing no 4 4's, i only flow 4 bars at yo foes
• to get you bitches 4 plus 4, take away one at home