CHALLENGER'S RAP

• welcome to hell son, where you can get hit with a nail gun
• and pinned to the wall as soon as the bell rung, whoever accept this i can tell dumb
• because they gonna get jacked up like male cum, pause for this homo acting homophobic
• you can smell the aroma through a casket or coma, i'll take his head off his shoulders like some soldiers
• liquid spilling from his mug, and it won't be from no Folgers
• he'll meet Jehovah he try to be notice, whoever knows him should know this ain't even close to my closest
• you rodent, this is a lifetime you living in the moment don't sugar coat it
• be devoted the minute you start folding this battle's over, you'll have to go home and clean your colon
• triple M taking over like the Romans, when you rehearsing all you doing is cursing
• when you rushing it, it don't have perfectionist, this ain't no fast food service, so don't question him
• i'll put these paws on your chest like Eve's breasts, you gonna need some rest, if you leave the EMS
• you going to look bloodier than PMS when you see these vet, recorded or via text, if i lose i'll key ya Kia next
• we don't even need to bet, i'll squeeze the tech, until bullets insert in your left
• and leave out your right throughout your neck, i'll burn his flesh, then slam the tech
• so they won't have any evidence when the court date is set, this that nasty shit
• pass me with, you going to kill sonny with that bastard spit, you just another trashy kid, with ashy shins