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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- damn that nigga a bad ass (yea)
- and he smoking on that gas (gas)
- he be at school acting bad (bad)
- and he said fuck his dad (what)
- and his mom getting sad (sad)
- and that nigga got a bag (bag)
- and this nigga had a crash
- now this nigga a bad ass
- and his bitch gotta big ass
- and this nigga slime man
- ye ima bad ass
- and i fucking killed your dad
- and your really fucking sad
- now hes fucking mad
- now he had a slip and slide
- now i don killed his ass
- now 12 trying to find my ass
- but im a bad ass
- i killed his ass
- and his fucking mom and dad
- now their family sad
- damn that nigga a bad ass
- and he smoking on that gas
- he be at school acting bad
- and he said fuck his dad
- and his mom getting sad
- and that nigga got a bag
- and this nigga had a crash
- now this nigga a bad ass
- and his bitch got a big ass
- and this nigga slime man
- yea im a bad ass
- and i dont give a fuck
- and i got yo bitch in the truck
- and she bout to suck this dick
- then ima kill this bitch
- then kill yo whole fucking clic
- then ima kill yo son
- then you gone fucking run
- now he got a fucking gun
- but i got his fucking son
- so give me the fucking gun
- now i killed his son
- now i got his friend
- and he had to run
- now i shot the pump
- no lil pump
- damn that nigga a bad ass
- and he smoking on that gas
- he be at school acting bad
- and he said fuck his dad
- and his mom getting sad
- and that nigga got a bag
- and this nigga had a crash
- now this nigga a bad ass
- and his bitch gotta big ass
- and this nigga slime man
DEFENDER'S RAP
- Check the rhymes that we speaking never signing to demons,
- As we write through the seasons slowly finding the reasons,
- Bout to go off the deep end but the flows keep me breathing,
- When my domes getting heated I'll be exploding the regions,
- I'm exposing the weakness of my foes it's so pleasing,
- Raise a toast in agreement and blaze an O of that green shit,
- Write a page to slay and now these hoes needing treatment,
- Swinging at your glass jaw to leave it broken in pieces,
- Living in sin gripping the pen beginning to write some shit again,
- Women or men never pretend stepping on mics you'll never win,
- Severing kin when I commence verbally slicing ligaments,
- Deadlier then swings to the head coming from Tyson when I spit,
- Dog this life I live ain't shit searching to find some benefit,
- In the poverty trap it's hard to relax I gotta be strapped to slaughter a clique,
- Balling my fists ain't calling it quits playing the game like guitars and a pick,
- Downing a fifth while hogging the piff why is these evils so hard to resist,
- Tryna keep it together my word is the bond,
- Deep in the weather and swerving along,
- Burning the bomb purging a bong,
- Up in the sky like a circus baton,
- Purpose is gone turbulence strong,
- Working so long it's bursting my dome,
- Need to raise up the levels escape from my devils,
- Got stains on my mental like surfaces holmes,