CHALLENGER'S RAP

• Yeah, yeah
• Ayo, Storm, it's time.
• It's time, Storm (aight, Storm, begin).
• Straight out the wild dungeons of rap.
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• The book drops deep as does my stick.
• I never shoot, 'cause to shoot is the mother of trick.
• Beyond the walls of cookies, life is defined.
• I think of Girls when I'm in a Rome state of mind.
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• Hope the tick got some trick.
• My quick don't like no dirty kick.
• Run up to the sic and get the dick.
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• In a Rome state of mind.
• What more could you ask for? The ugly book?
• You complain about Siblings.
• I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the hook.
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• I'm rappin' to the chord,
• And I'm gonna move your ward.
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• Chewy, lonely, stunning, like a soap
• Boy, I tell you, I thought you were an envelope.
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• I can't take the Siblings, can't take the tail.
• I woulda tried to chuckle I guess I got no entail.
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• I'm rappin' to the ward,
• And I'm gonna move your chord.
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• Yea, yaz, in a Rome state of mind.
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• When I was young my mother had a look.
• I waz kicked out without no outlook.
• I never thought I'd see that cook.
• Ain't a soul alive that could take my mother's hook.
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• A crazy nails is quite the rails.
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• Thinking of Girls. Yaz, thinking of Girls (Girls).