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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- This is my battle cry a call to arms
- how I went from a fault in our stars
- to the war zone marching I slap box rap
- dodging and blocking then I'm knocking out the competition
- Give me a proposition I'm locked in not stopping till i break the fuck out this box I'm in
- But back on my boxing scheme I dodge and weave like Muhammed Ali
- Rope-a-dopin you can get waxed like the papers I throw my dope in
- Hittin every red light wish I could say I'm fine but I'm not
- feel like I'm having bad luck parents and I had a big fight
- so I keep doint stupid shit to get caught but damn I've really been feeling so stuck
- Semi colin holstered aim at the track then i open fire till theres no survivors
- I hope one day they say what I wrote inspires play me in stadiums holdin lighters
- throw in fire so you dont get tired of hearing me be cold as icebergs
- I been this way since my Styles birth
- Hittin every red light wish I could say I'm fine but I'm not
- feel like I'm having bad luck parents and I had a big fight
- so I keep doint stupid shit to get caught but damn I've really been feeling so stuck
- Ima marksman finish everything I started
- I'm the best in the buisness so why am I a starving artist
- I can go round after round the streets is my battle gound
- I can out rap you till you dead 6 feet into the ground
- Hittin every red light wish I could say I'm fine but I'm not
- feel like I'm having bad luck parents and I had a big fight
- so I keep doint stupid shit to get caught but damn I've really been feeling so stuck
- My career will re write history this is my game this is what rap is-to-me
- I chop the beat up so good you could call me the guillotine
- all I need is some good weed and some nicotine
- I'll chop it up till my lips bleed this is my release it gives me a high
- Better than the shit im smoking
- I'm a spokesman for the lower class broke men
- My hearts frozen you can see it through my poems
- I have a rare gift I'm feeling like I'm chosen unbroken
- I hit the track like an explosion that's why your minds blown in
- Hittin every red light wish I could say I'm fine but I'm not
- feel like I'm having bad luck parents and I had a big fight
- so I keep doint stupid shit to get caught but damn I've really been feeling so stuck
DEFENDER'S RAP
- Nobody fucks with your music I pray to god that you lose it,
- Bars are amusing, abusing this clueless human not excluding bruises,
- We're swimming in pools of confusion, your every move is stupid,
- I'm spitting fluid, throw away your pen as soon as you begin losing,
- I'm on a rampage, I'm smoking emcee's out the box, I'm half baked,
- A deranged stranger using a 12 gauge to jam it into your rib cage,
- Smack your lip with a weapon or kill you with every demented sentence,
- Like Back when I was robbing nickels from folks at convalescents,
- Look folk, you'll fucking choke from the smoke as I fire the scope,
- You couldn't finish off the dope if you were on your last line of coke,
- Type of dude to leave pigeon shit on your porch on Christmas,
- I got your family tied up, you can't testify like a Jehovah's witness,
- From the hard streets of Compton, I'm locked in, ya soft like cotton,
- Robbing/Robin my shit will get ya' sides kicked in too often,
- Fuck the analytics I spit at the critics their shits unrealistic,
- He's Punch line but seems like he fails to take a jab at my lyrics,
- You can't come close, this is an uncontested contest be honest,
- You come in last like the last letter of the husband of Beyonce,
- But don't be alarmed, I understand in life to get shit you had to starve,
- But only tracks you've ever ran were the ones on your fucking arm,
- Doc is hateful, I'll jam your fucking hand with a sharpened staple,
- I'll make your bitch ass change like that chick on the syrup of maple,
- Half of the time, no one cares about the shit that you're spitting,
- And your bars aren't scary at all, they're just ghost written,
- Slicing an orphans organs the following morning they'll be mourning,
- My fucking bars are venomous like a portion of Eric Forman,
- You need to stop acting important, I'm asleep cuz you're boring,
- The Doctor will leave your ass stiffer than that statue of Michael Jordan,
- How did you make it this far, most can't go bar for bar with Zan Tar,
- I just want rings like Magic, Bird, Kobe, Shaq, Wade and Jabbar,
- My tech will make you sing like the birdie from Toy Story 3,
- But, the only toy ya bitch is liking is the one that tickles her pussy,
- Yo, the Doc just went vintage, the farthest and largest distance,
- Treat this shit like a scrimmage, I can tell the rookie is winded,
- Can't find a chick with his little itching, sucking dick addiction,
- Ever since a youth I've been the tallest, that's ever walked this,
- Straight from Atlanta, I feel like the king, call me Stephen HAWKING,
- You ain't no real lyricist, go back to banging your head to a boys band,
- My wins are large, but my appreciation is small like Ant Man,
- Yo, them guns ain't toys, they bang bitches pussy deep like Conroy,
- Yeah you got plenty of paper to write but in the end you'z a paperboy,
- Throwing papers on a bicycle, you're corny and unlikeable,
- Why so defensive, off ya face I'll smack that aggressive expression,
- Stop wasting money on a career, that's expensive to do a session,
- Find a better objective, quit that sucking dick obsession, a suggestion,
- Listen to the 'Grandmaster flash' track titled, the message,
- So you can feel what it is to be in the presence of a true hip hop legend,
- Because at this rate your bars are on the corner like jail bait,
- I bet you caught A.I.Ds that's why your chick said the dick is sideways,
- But damn, you wake up in the morning and eat bullets at your driveway,
- I'm smoking that marijuana from tijuana to ceasing drama,
- with little motherfuckers who get stopped mid way like a sentence and comma,
- Yo, you needa check ya self, before Daddy Doc goes and grabs his belt.