CHALLENGER'S RAP

• BY THESE END OF THIS FIGHTS SEQUENCE
• YOUR LIFE WILL HAVE DISAPPEARED FROM EXISTANCE
• FILES ALL WIPED FROM RECORDS LIKE THE SMEARED TEXT OF A FICTION
• YOU'LL NEED A PEACE SYRUM FOR THESE VIOLENT LYRICS IVE WRITTEN
• CAUSE MY RHYMES WILL MAKE IT SO NO ONE OUTSIDE'LL HEAR YOU
• INSIDE OF THIS CLEAR VIAL LIKE A T-VIRUS ADHERENCE AND STYLED PRISON
• I SPEAK TIDALS APPEARING WITH SYCHTHES AND NEEDLES INSIDE OF YOUR VISION
• I STRIKE MIRRORS WITH MY VICTIMS ADHEREING TO SUPERSTITION
• I APPEAR WHEN THE NIGHTS RISEN LIKE ARKHAM ASYLUM TO STRIKE FEAR AND INCISIONS
• A MOTHMANS PROHECY WEAVIN IN TO ALL OF THE AWFUL DREAMS THAT YOU WITNESS
• OMINOUS AND BLEAK POSSIBLE PREDICTIONS AND PREMONITIONS
• I PROMISE SINCERELY THAT THERES NO CURE FOR THIS SICKNESS
• MY HEAD IS CAUSTIC AND IMPURE WITH STEAM EXHAUSTING CAUSE IT'S SEERING HOT FROM WITHIN THIS CEREBREALS LOT SO FREAKISHLY TWISTED
• IT PARANORMAL ACTIVITY SPEACH THAT IM HERE SPITTIN
• LEAVING YOUR WRISTS BLEEDING LIKE A BRACELET THATS BEEN KNITTED FROM A PIT OF NEGATIVE A SEEKING AND CRAVING LEACHES IN A CONGREGATION OF BREADING MAKING IT SO YOUR AFRAID BREATHING IS SHAKING ALONG WITH YOUR
• FACE PEELING LIKE FREDDY WHILE VERSIN JASON ITS NIGHTMARE ON ELM STREET BITCH AND I'M WES CRAVEN