CHALLENGER'S RAP

• L(Man talking) Yo Mega man, whats the deal son?
• (Mega) Yo son, whattup?
• (Man) Yo, I'm just sittin' here, zonin' out, thinkin' about how life is
• Yo, life's general for us, you know? how we livin' out here, you know
• Things we go through man, why we gotta go through this life?
• (Mega) Life is an interlude to death son, you ever thought about that?
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• Verse 1
• The saga begins
• I'm a reflection of the drama within
• The ghetto I live in, nigga's Moms on crack, Pops just disappeared
• The first time you get locked up who really cares?
• I see a little snotty nosed kid with his sneakers on backwards
• Sleep on a mattress. When I go to make a sale
• At times I wonder, are we goin' straight to Hell?
• Or does God realize we're tryin' to make it as well? My sleep is interrupted by food on the stove
• Not gun shots, we're immune to those Some of my friends' first bids are two to fours, others on the run with huge rewards
• Mothers watch sons walk through the doors
• For the last time 'till they go view at the morgue
• Life is deep, we all just tryin' to eat
• Rap's a mental narcotic, I supply the streets
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• Hook
• Look at my life, you see white coke and black roses
• And tears shed for passed soldiers
• We all walk in a path chosen
• From the cradle 'till the casket's lowered
• I still got the black ski mask to throw on
• But I can get richer off the tracks I flow on I'd be lyin' if I said I wasn't hustlin' no more
• Look at my life
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• Verse 2
• Life ain't fair, Shorty pregnant with nowhere to live
• Sleepin' in a crackhouse cause she don't got no relatives Her friends wanna drink brew and beef about whose sale it is
• Now she's gettin' hungry, she smell the marijuana scent
• I paint a picture vividly
• As if Picasso's spirit entered me Starin' at the Heavens, secluded in a tinted jeep
• I'm sick of hearin' eulogies I realize my nigga Blue is a reminder of my past like Greek ruins
• Yet his seed keeps bloomin' Unaffected by police intrusions
• Or street illusions we were consumed wit' I've even grown away from people I grew wit'
• I mean we cool, but I don't need to bullshit
• My mood could switch easily from smooth to ruthless
• We ain't built the same so mind games are useless
• Times change, like the climate I change
• Check the forecast, I reign
• Hook
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• Verse 3
• Live niggas I rep for, deceased, I pour Moet for Those incarcerated, my heart is wit' y'all
• I know at times it gets hard behind penitentiary bars
• Then once free you realize you're mentally scarred
• If not physically, if subjected to correctional facilities
• Prepare for your future to the best of your ability
• Prosper, otherwise
• You've been conquered
• Blowin' up your mother's phone so she can send you a box Son, I sit inside my residence
• And thank God I'm blessed with this poetical gift evident in every
• Ghetto like graffiti and crack sales
• And cabs that won't stop for black males
• Undercovers givin' younger brothers bad stares
• Fours clap, dogs crap in the grass here You love to hear the story son, the saga began here
• MCs are fictitious yet the actual facts here
• Like the Bible said, Jesus had napped hair