CHALLENGER'S RAP

• Original gangsta’s on the street flipping feet’s getting the money green, making 13 g’s
• Blazing in raising changing amazing painting we call life, is standing, making contemplating
• Bout the placing in California style, crappy lifestyle getting pretty wild, so while I make it
• Worthwhile I’ll file a profile on the pedophiles being fucking vile, smiling at juveniles, the life
• Of a gangsta gets no stranger, either gets greater or gets failure, one wrong move now you’re in
• Danger, now I got a pen and paper making hits like bullets in the chamber, major like fucking
• Nature, the rap ender, the death threat sender, never gonna surrender but for pleasure I get
• Clever and whether my opponents in danger, that’s their endeavor so forget it, losing, never let
• It happen again, Friend after Friend, backstabbing for complements, what’s in their head, kicking
• Dread and threats with some sweat now it commence trying to set some trends while I kill with
• Pens, it’s my strength, not nonsense so unless the best comes I won’t rest, I may be obsessed,
• But that’s my quest to be the best, so I suggest the rest come to get blessed with my mess I call
• Progress, in this life faultless, don’t need to rob this fella for mics cause I write like I’m
• Right with my mic cause tonight I get the hype despite giving bitches the fright from the rhymes
• I write, Living day by day, going anyway any day, so anyways, I play these fakers, like soccer
• Runaways, no more trace, adios, ghost, I’m gone until I put it on, how long I’m gone, I don’t
• Know, til dawn? I may be wrong but I still sing this song, worried of gangs attacking friends,
• For stereotypical, typical not lyrical but spiritual and usual bout the beautiful individual we
• Call rap, get that and this deep cover with this, relentless and devilish also melodic, unlike
• Gays who want fellow dicks, in their mouth like chicks with some sticks, early in the morn I get
• My kicks on and run a marathon but cause the haters are on, maybe I’m wrong but I’m
• Still going headstrong like Armstrong I’ll be the first one getting precision in the rap lesson
• I’m being questioned being independent, My life, I depend it on God that I make it through
• The night to be alright til I see the morning light, this is what it’s like living a gangsta’s life