CHALLENGER'S RAP

• Yeah i'm out for blood bitch,
• ima topple all that rubbish you build up,
• in such a rush to strut your stuff you fuck it up,
• that's why you stutter,
• you ain't confident,
• cuz you know all that talkins
• all you got, nothin at all to back it up,
• jus like an undercover,
•  
• oh now i get it, you must be
• a cop or snitch or sum'n,
• sent to infiltrate hip-
• hops most gifted ones
• to get some one,
• that explains all your
• persistance when your
• skills are non-existent
•  
• im the fucking definition of manipulation,
• i can get a deaf to listen
• just as if the nectar dripping from
• my llips was necessary to
• contintue respiration.
• I can mystesize the mind
• and show you twisted situations,
• then reaveal the shit you hiding
• from yoursself, the truest hatred,
• and you would take it.
•  
• if we were in that movie slumdog millionaire,
• id prolly be the millionare, and you would prolly
• be the trash thats causing the landfill-ing there.
• the only difference trash never degrade itsself,
• you prolly will fore'er.