CHALLENGER'S RAP

• Faggot you a bitch claim that you flip bricks, running round town white boy 666,
• running off trends tryna for into cliques, used to rep OF now on that migos trap shit,
• make your own style boy do or die boy, nothing to lose so you're back on a track,
• fucking confused creativity lacks, just get in that noose sit back and relax,
• You done for and it ain't no questions my squad will run up on you with the bladed weapons,
• cut off your face then will paste the sections to your parents car hood and replace your necklace,
• so don't fuck with us and cut the gimmick quit saying lies now or you're fucking finished,
• rap is about the truth and the shit if you lived it so make a true song maybe then we will listen,
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• because all of this shits fake I'm sick of all the trends boy give me a break,
• your week with the pen boy what is the steaks on the gift from above and you're just a mistake,
• so what the fuck can you do we've got eyes on you when the rest of your crew,
• you could just start with saying something that's true
• I've been saying that the whole time fuck get a clue,
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• ain't even got a process constant losses signing up for contests,
• open up your mouth and it sounds like nonsense
• guess you forgot the part where you added the content,
• but I guess it ain't needed,
• because nowadays people just want to see if you're weeded,
• read it over trap beats and then it's completed,
• add some fucking reverb they think that your Jesus, Jesus,
• what happened to the good days all the real bars are gone with the homes that suge laid,
• Back when BIG said ready to die nowadays pussy rappers just ready to cry,
• Hold the heavy so steady lead ready to fly,
• I'm betting that you never met somebody deadly as I,
• I'm wrecking your tribe with these records comprised
• of definite tries to dissect your disguise,