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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- Verse 1
- Stabbing your face with a butcher knife that's really long
- I'll make you feel this song when I beat you down to it
- I don't care if I appear wrong kid I'll do it
- I represent the death rap, get your head cracked open 'till we stare at your brains
- I don't care if you think I'm insane 'cause I take respect this serious
- So if you disrespect, you're an idiot, stick an icepick in your neck 'till you bleed like a period
- Hear me kid, fear me kid and if you don't, then you will when I put fear in you, bitch
- Bring it to you violently silently, walk up to you, you have no idea it's me
- Rocking a mask, popping you fast with a Glock with a silencer
- When you die you'll see; it's NECRO, the sicko, let go
- I'mma jack it you faggot, let death flow
- Die like a man, if you can but you can't, so you won't cause you're a male hoe
- Yo, I run this shit, put guns through your tits and blast milk all over your cereal
- Run your shit, your clothes, your shoes and if you refuse get your ass killed all over material
- Brutal, sadistic, the only way to rip shit, I'mma stay cryptic 'till the end of time
- The only day you'll be doper then me with a rhyme is when I quit, deep shit
- It'll never go down like that, I'll still be around from the ground I'll rap
- As a corpse, as a verse that's driving the tell all demons on Earth how to survive in Hell
- Hook x2
- My death rap is attacking you
- You're gettin stabbed in the brain with a verbal knife
- You better watch your step, and show some respect
- Or else I have to murder your life
- Verse 2
- Chopping you up you fag and dropping you in a garbage bag
- Off of a bridge had every ligament frozen in the fridge
- It's cheap and its fresh and it's all for the kids!
- Beat you to death stomping your grill with combat boots
- You faggot, fuck it, murdered militantly to the best of my ability
- I'mma stay grotesque, no rest for the wicked
- Circle of Tyrants, circulation of the virus
- So perverted nation of islands that converted pagans to commit my sins
- I'ma choke you with the pen I write with
- Get ready for the insertion, excursion through your jugular
- Poisoning you blood like you were a dead virgin
- Now you got fucked for the first time in your life your dead
- How you like it? Can't come back ever again
- You better get used to it and make the Devil your friend
- Psycho+Logical where it's logical to be a psycho
- Astronomical with a rifle, blasting at you if your ass is comical
- Hook x3
- My death rap is attacking you
- You're gettin stabbed in the brain with a verbal knife
- You better watch your step, and show some respect
- Or else I have to murder your life
DEFENDER'S RAP
- Verse 1
- Celph Titled the Crocodile Hunter
- I keep it gator
- The monster in your closet that you've always been afraid of
- The type to come through and not say "Peace" when I leave
- Choke your crew out in army jackets and leave 'em fatigued
- And we scoop hood rats with mouse traps
- Give you the gas face and douse that
- You survivin'? I doubt that!
- Robbin' your grandma for her mortgage loan
- I'm tryin' to figure out how to strangle you with a cordless phone
- My force is known to leave cops in plain clothes
- Layin' stiff on the floor with red stains on their clothes
- And if the Feds catch me
- I'mma go wild!
- Tote a rocket launcher to the court room and blow trial
- My style's Bumpy, attitude stay grumpy
- And I don't fmess around dunny
- I got so much ice up in my crib, and nowhere to rest my head
- The only time I tuck my jewels is when I put 'em to bed
- Put your tracks against mine
- That's a disturbing gamble
- I'll piss on your beat machine and give you a urine sample!
- And while you writin' rhymes tryin' to come up with shit
- I'll come up on your bitch and leave my cum up on her upper lip
- Vers e2
- Off the jump, better get your tape recorders
- It's apocalypse now.
- Better orde more mortars,
- It's Celph Titled
- Know the name and motto?
- Don't know that name of my gun?
- It's a plus size model!
- If you,
- Selling them burners,
- Better start whole sale
- 'Cause we'll show you more pounds than Star Jones scale!
- You heart gone fail.
- We put the shotty to fags
- Leave you out in style, with Louis Vuitton body bags
- I keep the heat filthy,
- All rusty and hitched
- And when i pull it out, i make it clap
- Like Buster and Spliff.
- Ain't nothing fancy when the hammer cocks.
- But i got a fancy glock, that's leave some glamour shots.
- Panoramic watch movement
- Creep through yo house while you're snoozin'
- Used to be thug, but now you just be Suddenly Susan.
- No rap, beats and hooks
- Plus i hear your girl's camel toe got a athlete's foot.