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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- Back at this old rap, with my white bitch licking my ballsack, like I don't really want to know that, you maniac, I rap like Shaq, but upside down and on crack, and obviously, I made a comeback, like Eminem in MGK's salty ass trap, and he got back the bars and the whippy-cream smack, the guy had no chance, so he moved Orlando to France, where you get girls and romance, and everywhere a free path,
- Brains off the chain, smart mouth with a dumb ass, that excretes gas, go to the toilet it smells like burned ash, Im in an upperclass, doing periodic, and extremely complicated math, give it a try, then you'll stop that shitty demonic laugh, then I'll cut your head in half, it'll be on the news on the telegrath, it'll fill most of the paragraphs, now everyone will see me as some type of psychopath!
DEFENDER'S RAP
- I am the murderous thunderous one while I'm picking you up and then throwing you down on a gurney to operate under the tundra and blizzards that bury you deeper than this is official as missiles are whistling by the mysterious eye that is bulging right out of your skull that I hold like a bowling ball after I strike like a match or a Lucky Kentucky you better buck up or I'll fuck your shit up
- This isn't a visible alien visitor orbiting all around asteroid belts
- If I look hard I can spot where your guard isn't up and then smack all the plaque the fuck outta your mouth
- I'mma sharpen my teeth like a samurai sword as I slice through the air all the forces of nature are born altogether to form or to capture the fusion as fast as a natural disaster or the master of puppets that sat on a tuffet while eating the curds and the whey
- Along came a spider and tied up the piper and severed the head of the snake in the front
- With my boot I'mma step and put all of my weight on your neck as you bake like a grape in the sun
- Raisin Bran
- All of the phychos I know are psychotic or psychosomatic or addicts insane
- My radical rebels are psycho like Norman atomic satanic Saddamic Hussein
- The blood running cold like a Truman Capote the cold blooded rosebuds have budded and bloomed
- A ruby red full blooded moon will eclipse every blood orange sun in the mist with gorillas that pound on their chest while they jump at you easily crushing you just like a fuck'n accordian playing a tune
- You tuna fish look'n ass doodoo poop noodle