CHALLENGER'S RAP

• This apocolyptic cloud hangin over you, ready to drop thunder bombs,
• That Radar fuckin rollin through,
• Air raid sirens, Lightning rain on your fortitude,
• Your plane crash down, And you fade into a thought or two
• Aint No lack of evidence, The murder weapon callin you
• And ain't no body gonna have to fuckin question how I do it
• You all already know, I got them vocals out hawkin fluid
• Call me anaconda, Cause I choke you out and swallow you
• Lion to a swallow, Ain't nobody gonna follow you,
• Into the hollow den, Where I hang men from the gallows
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• Gally Gee, won't you please, Take it easy on the fellas?
• You got so many enemies, And why you always yellin?
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• Listen here, I'll tell you why I treat um dark and hellish
• Stompin beats, is work for me I didn't go to college
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• But I can outclass all these cheats with my melon
• Call it anti-freeze, cause this genius never stops excellin
• I got rows of substances, Many bars for the killin,
• And I only get better when I'm portrayed as the villain
• Harley quin, hardly man, payed, only winnin,
• Phone it in, the master plan, change new begginins
• If you haven't heard me yet, Then you reception is deminished
• And I won't call you out, Unless your more than a blemish
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• Got no time for fucks
• Who only hate cause they aint meant to be
• They all critque my talent
• But deep inside they envy me
• They say any thing to get a view
• They all Depend on me
• So wether I rise or I fall
• they gonna mimmick me
• point um out, line um up
• and unleash a felony
• A Marksman with a pad and pen,
• Automatic, sentry
• Imagine that,
• Thermastat, rackin up 10 degrees
• When I spit the fire
• Dont just raise the bar increase the heat
• You're a flash in the pan,
• I'm magma on the industry
• And I'm comin for your spot
• Like that lasik when you eyeball me
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• Hold up, wait a minute, think they call it irony
• You fell asleep on the top,
• Didn't wake up when the sirens scream
• Now it's to late, Can't evacuate, you in this thing
• Category 6, in the midst,
• and pickin up the steam
• Someone better call and tell FEMA
• to bring the coffin team
• This one for the record books
• Prepare for all the casulaties
• I'm Mayweather motherfucker
• Mcgregors are not threatening
• Haymaker, duckin under
• Graze you and you're off your feet
• Even lazy, I'm still truckin
• Cannot phase me at full speed
• Racing past you elmer fuds
• You busy making akward tweets
• Taste the mud beneath me cunts
• I'm taking you below the streets
• And I aint gotta flex the gun
• To slay you, let my vocals speak