CHALLENGER'S RAP

• From being inside of a belly, crying my eyes out thinking about my family, I thought to myself, wow I'm the daughter of a rapper?, keep me inside please, I don't wanna be the kid of slim shady, (getting kids into sex), "Hayley is 18 now so let's do this homie"
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• Soon as I was born, I swear to god, he just left my to cry, it was nothing to do with me crying, it's because he was neglecting me, some bitch on a website is the only reason he named me Hayley.
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• I started to crawl, but after finding out my father was superman, I kind of hit my head off the floor, it fucked up when I thought I was bat girl, trying to zip wire with a washing line on top of a wall.
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• After crawling, I finally learned some talking, do you know my first word?, (more of a verse), "I fucking hate you daddy", now he has to live the life of a human bacon, but fuck it, I prayed every night that he died from a fucking curse.
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• As a toddler things got worst, seeing loads of drugs and villains, all the bad people surrounding me, I can't remember much, but I remember playing naked monopoly, but in front of family, we shouldn't of even some this.
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• Not long after, as a kid, I started hearing all of my fathers songs, it was kind of cool at first, he rapped about me quite a bit, but not many years later, I thought to myself, (you know what?), "I'm not listening to anymore of this shit"
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• Growing up was bad, 8 mile was so realistic, everything in the move actually happened in reality, he beat loads of people up, he did that and this but mostly the crack, he was always drugged up for fuck sake, I wanted to avoid that needle of smack.
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• Drugs shouldn't be around kids, yet here's me sat here surrounded by them, all of these fakes acting gangsters, they was all scary me, especially to a girl like me, but who even gives a fuck, I fucking hated daddy.
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• All the creeps coming up to me, nothing but harassment, (oh look everyone it's eminems daughter), "you famed me up mother fucker", then I got nothing but way too much unwanted attention, I remember that one night when you put me in detention, sat there with a wicked reaction.
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• In my teens, I wanted to get my revenge, my father knew this and made that track, but only if he knew, I beat fuck out of him every time he comes home, he's always complaining about the hoes, (yet guess what what?), "most of the time he's just going psycho all on his own"
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• School was bad enough, all this fame and popularity, nothing but lads all over, nobody knows if I'm a hoe or not, probably should check on Google, but blame my father slim shady, any child of his would go fucking crazy.
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• I'm sick of you always rapping about things that's sick, I have my own rep, now you've made me famous, I gotta watch my clothes when it's time to step, tupacquiao will be you're death, but oh well he's getting old now, you got nothing but fucking dick breath.
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• Maybe I'm a girl, maybe I'm romantic, maybe I'm full of love, but you never even got to know me, all you know is that my name is Hayley, now I've started rapping as I'm growing the fuck up, something you clearly just couldn't fucking do.
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• I better not turn into my father, telling younger boys sick things, acting all mofo' hoe, but you know, I fucking hate him, I wish I never even met slim, why was I born into a family with a dickhead like this?, but fuck that, I don't even take his shit.
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• I remember that crises, where Eminem was fat on stage, then he went back to slim, I can't believe you look different as Eminem, where's that blonde hair gone?, you're fucking insane mate, I'm just glad that you being killed by me, it's just fucking fate.
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• Waiting and plotting, sooner or later, I fucking promise you this bitch, I'm gonna shoot you straight in the head, I hope the soldier is wounded during battle, tupacquiao is a babe, (who cares), "I'd make you're legs fucking rattle"
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• Every night I think of tupacquiao, just sat there having a play, even though I prefer doing this by myself, all those thoughts of him, his way better then my father, I'll admit it myself, my father is a fucking nonse, but don't worry kids, Hayley will eventually fucking end this shit.
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• All I did was cry, praying for God, (thanks for replying), but don't worry hahahaha, I couldn't give a fuck if you live or die, all those scarrs and broken hearts, men just doing what they like, taking advantage of every situation, I think my father needs a police investigation.
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• I've actually had a bad life, I'll finally open up, so tell me about this, why did you even do any of if?, call yourself a rapper, I'm way better then a pork like you, I hope tupacquiao destroys you badly too, (shouldn't of said this), "gonna be thinking gay now innit?"
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• How could you let me live this life?, I just fucking hate the world, yet I'm always smiling and laughing, putting up with the corruption of the USA, this is my life now right?, yo tupacquiao?, I might just move to the UK.
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• To be honest, he broken every promise, always prefers to be rapping with his friends, they only took the piss out of him anyway, them raps are just tantrums, if only more people got worldwide, they'd be able to state the truth mate.
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• He's just a fucking scum, he's no number one, making millions being a ponse, it's just pathetic isn't it really?, so which star am I named after homie?, it was better as a kid, soon as a millionaire hits puberty, they all wanted to fucking do me, (give you that), "you got me into the sex shady", (now I hope you fucking die), "sincerely you'res, it's not me really, it's the tupacquiao guy defending Hayley"