CHALLENGER'S RAP

• Death's for Dinner, in the mirror I glance a figure.
• I'm up to something Sinister delivering stings with the potency of a Cobra.
• Merciless with a style, no time to work on Persona.
• This place reeks of corpses and their aroma, I left them to rot before I light them up like a Supernova.
• If they respond that means that they're dead, once I spit flows they got a sense of dread.
• Like a virus, my lines spread. A streak of wins longer than a Reddit thread.
• Cause I drop bodies whenever someone steps it up, they're walking into a pitfall I set them up.
• Wannabes wanna be more wannabes, a vicious cycle that got me feeling homicidal.
• I'm here to break the mistake they mistook for a small hook.
• Now they're filling up this site, but wait oh outlook outlets one shock and the fools dead.
• The Purge is here for something and it's got the perfect victims.
• When they battle with me they start showing symptoms, skeptical so they chanting to their rainbow prisms.
• They're pushed to the edge of sanity like my words are pistons.
• I'm deadly so everytime I speak make sure you maintain a distance.
• Bad decisions often make resistance, which is why I have to balance existence.
• They think they're special, but they aren't. Glimmer on the Glamour, not all that Glitters is Gold.