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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- I got a million flows, I can go silly with those
- I got a pocket rocket
- Down to cock and chop and pop a nigga that really impose
- Niggas that’s wit me is villans in hoodies
- That lost all they good and they feelings on road
- It’s so appealing, the feeling of killing a nigga that pose
- Get Milli Vanillied with those
- Turn a beef plate to a cheesesteak
- Bitch, I be really in Philly with those
- Neck rocky as a blizzard, a nigga flex gotten bigger
- My wrist is so chilly, it froze
- Really I’m colder than ever, my niggas goin' for whatever
- Niggas gripped up, fifth tucked in the snow storm or the weather
- Sandstorm or the desert, hands drawn on a Dessy
- Leave his whole body bloody
- Like shorty done put in her tampon on already
- Shooting with a Vietnam cannon out the Peter arm on the levy
- See, the charm on already
- We go to jail, this shit'll be fine, we’ll meet up with friends
- 'Cause all of our mans gone-gone already
- Nigga the-, nigga the-
- I'ma do a three in week, I gave the Jeep the receipt
- Either the double-R stitching, it’s that or the Bentley B in the seat
- I got my D in a freak, I gotta be in repeat
- She wanna eat every morning
- I treat it like porridge and gave her the cream of the wheat
- And I rock it like P and a B
- I don’t cop it less it’s Louie, Gucci on the pocket
- Or even a D and a G, 'cause the way that the money piling
- I'll be wildin' 'til a nigga make about a B in a week
- Fuck niggas hating on me
- But I’m Gary Payton, always on the team with the green
- And the money counter, 'cause when I’m accounting
- It be money coming in and coming out it, paper cut the money
- Dummy niggas, I been thumbing out it
- Trying not to run up out it in a fist fight
- With a knife, nigga brought a gun up out it
- Don’t you run up out it, lil nigga
- Uh, hit him with a mini MAC
- Is he really that bad that I gotta hit him with a bigger gat?
- Matter fact, riddle me that
- I’m literally at the spot that he said he’d be at, but where is he at?
- Like, really nigga? Is you really tellin' me that?
- Like I ain’t prepared to hit him with a felony act?
- Like, what you thought, I would never react?
- Have a nigga lookin' like he tryna fight in Smash Bros
- When a nigga put a whole shell in his back
- Fuck niggas yelling it back
- Niggas get high and start hating on a real nigga
- It’s like a nigga smokin' on a jealousy pack
- Look, lil nigga, uh
- I got the remedy, I got the shooters with hidden identities
- Fuck who you send at me
- I got a stack on me long as a ruler and centipede
- I got that Geneve, I got the energy
- I got the money, the power, the enemies
- I go to business
- I’m asking these niggas for 60 percent of the entity
- No one defending me
- Niggas is talking, but no one offending me
- Niggas know what the result of the end'll willbe i suggest u niggas never go testing me
DEFENDER'S RAP
- Break through bars like an escaped convict,
- Save the rap game like a hero, got my own comics
- Pulling bars straight outta my pockets,
- Spittin' verses that shoot me up like a rocket
- Shoot with accuracy, locked on my target,
- Flow so sick it'll make you vomit,
- Writing hits at this speed, I'm a workaholic,
- Mumbling, no words, sound like an alcoholic,
- You came in late, cause class has started
- Quit wasting time, now lets get it started,
- I'm not just a rapper, I'm an artist,
- Tracks so hot I'm coming straight outta august,
- I'm a workaholic
- Yeah, I'm a workaholic
- Ain't feeling good, a little melancholic,
- Raps so cruel, it's diabolic,
- Yeah, I'm a workaholic
- Hopping on tracks like a cricket,
- Willy wonka, man I got that golden ticket,
- So rare, I get my own exhibit
- Ain't backing out cause I am committed,
- Got them fire beats, yeah they fit it,
- Look back at my family like "I did it!"
- Now step back while I spit for a minute,
- Looking at you, you think my talent is finite?
- Give me any challenge, I promise I will win it
- My lyrics are a disease, and Imma transmit it,
- Lookin' at your tracks, man you really don't fit it,
- They want me to blow up, but I just did it
- Yeah, I'm a workaholic,
- Ain't feeling good, a little melancholic,
- Raps so cruel, it's diabolic,
- Yeah, I'm a workaholic
- You airing out, like a flat tire,
- You know I pull up with the perfect attire,
- The way I stride, you know I'm going higher,
- The way I rhyme, you know my raps are fire,
- You think your a legend but you a liar,
- Throwing insults at me, but it's just minor
- Lyrics so high, I fly like an airliner
- Gleaming in the water, like an emerald shiner
- Lyrics on point, cause I'm a high climber,
- Lookin at the old guys, you might call them old-timers,
- But they still open-minded rhymers,
- Make you forget everything, like Alzheimer's
- We ain't backing down, yeah, we fighters,
- Set fire to the game, like we lighters
- Yeah, I'm a workaholic,
- Ain't feeling good, a little melancholic,
- Raps so cruel, it's diabolic,
- Yeah, I'm a workaholic