CHALLENGER'S RAP

• Off the charts living in the underground/ to find a sound/
• Go and clown/ I'll waterboard you till you drown/
• Simple lyrics/ for you blood hungry ticks/
• Unable to come to grips/ and wrap your mind around/
• While I rap around like a loose bloodhound/
• In deep earning red wings/ while the blood drips in between/
• Go toss the salad to your Queen/ until shes clean/
• You stuck in trap/ trying to find a way to fap/ with the clap/
• A pussy whipped bitch/ I thought it was a glitch/
• When we had to deal with Lil' Kim/ when does it end/
• We went from beating up a snitch/ to accepting a pussy stench/
• Weak ass men/ who let them in/
• A genre of music who forgot how it began/
• Now calling a group of fags/ that take cock and gags/ fags a sin?/
• I'm confessing I'm at my wit's end/
• So take this bitch and make her bend/ while sticking it in/
• Grab her hair/ while you fuck her bare/ and share that pussy without hair with your friend/
• Now enter/ the era of labeling someone who agrees with what they were born with as cisgender/
• And be called out if you call someone whose attracted to the same sex a homosexual/
• Fuck being traditional/
• Now we have to accept some fucked up transexual/
• And fixing hormone deficiency/ is somehow being discriminatory/
• And derogatory/
• Gender identity confusion now allowing a queer in a girls lavatory/
• You better be a post-op homo or I'll take a knife and complete your metamorphosis surgically/
• Chop off your penis and route the urethra back to the asshole so you become celibatory/
• Not celebratory/
• And if that doesnt work I'll chop you in half, performing a hemicorporectomy/
• But if it were up to me/ your fate would be history/
• A dark ending to your pathetic story/
• Wouldn't even give an anesthetic/ as you are caught in this epidemic/
• If you were born with a dick/ then be a man, that's it/
• Group the confused/ to light the fuse/ and eliminate every faggot/
• Tired of their racket/
• Go ahead and flag this/
• As I eliminate every maggot that exists/
• Collecting all the tricks/ like a silly rabbit seeking a fix/
• Watching the clock/ while holding my Glock/
• Racking in three quarters of the pot/
• Step out and get shot/ Send the trick or get shot/
• Save a hoe/ and end 6 feet below/ They dont have a soul/
• They bought and paid for/
• Flip on me and three meals and a cot/ will be better than staying on the block/
• Got a top quality lot/ like Jenny on the Block/
• You see how this goes?/
• Only truths are Pimps and Hoes/
• Chug some Tequila Rose/ and bend down to touch your toes/
• Dont care what label you think/ if you a twink/ your place is with the hoes/
• If you were born with a pussy then get on your knees/
• I'm not bowing down to something that bleeds/
• For three weeks spread your legs for my seed/
• That last week get back on your knees/
• You do as I please/ don't care about your pleas/ I hold the keys/
• Throw you the twink/ to eat your pussy/
• Doesn't matter to me/ you are what you eat
• You mean nothing to me emotionally/
• Just an asset for cash flow/ So I know you'll get down and blow/
• As I keep you dependent on the blow that fixes your needs/
• And if you think you can take my place/ you may want to do an about face/
• You can't keep up with my pace,
• Tripping on your shoelace before you even knew this was a race/
• So just turn around and bend and brace while sniffing some coke/
• You thought you had this but instead you gagging till you choke