CHALLENGER'S RAP

• You call me a friend as you pull out a knife
• You stab me in the back, not once but twice
• Friends for life, but that’s a straight up lie
• You ain't gotta clue, about Ride or Die
• I’m surrounded by wolves that are dressed like sheep
• Telling straight lies, dry snitching on me
• Claiming it wasn’t you, behind the line up glass
• You straight pointed out me, to save your own ass
• I’d rather sweat buckets, to search out peace
• Than spilling gallons of blood, fighting demons in me
• The battle continues, frighten the anger withinIt’s a full time job, dealing with FAKE ASS FRIENDS
• Ever time I think I know, what you’ll do next
• You end up selling me out, for a yard or less
• You made you a dollar, so I’m screaming again
• You’re a straight up punk, a FAKE ASS FRIEND
• I can sit and formulate a plan in my head
• Take a sniper shot; make your FAKE ASS DEAD
• Now I’m on the run, a fugitive at large
• Ain't a FAKE ASS FRIEND around, worth taking a
• Charge
• Their a dime a dozen, you can find them anywhere