CHALLENGER'S RAP

• This battle is like a boxing match, the stage is the boxing rink
• i hope you trained, I can tell all of your confidence starting to shrink
• i'm gon have the mic more than the host, he who'll announce your introduction
• then your intro will be cut short, as i make mine with disrespectful interruption,
• as i address the crowd, they get real lit and hyped, giving me me crowd oohs
• you get a moment of silence, all was heard is crickets, then you get crowd boos
• we enter the rink, as we wait for the bell's ring
• i stare and give you the death look, it's officially when the bells ding
• each battle is a round, beat you in 12 rounds like John Cena, this ain't fair
• we touch mics and start circling and moving around, if we square up, don't step into my square
• because i'll leave you outta shape, you look like you ain't able,
• to fight, you seem out of shape, i'll hit you at every single angle
• you get bodied like like NBA players in the paint tryna boxout
• i'll catch a body by delivering punchlines, you get the lyrical knockout
• a lot of rappers get they chained snatch, but i rather snatch ya championship belt
• and then i'll whoop you with it, that's two beating that you felt
• you won't be in the headings of any writing, because i have the title
• i got a book of rhymes full of verses that guides you, like the Bible
• you can only dream of beating me, nightmares of me become your dark cold dreams
• and i'll shatter all your dreams, like how teens be cracking their smartphone screens