CHALLENGER'S RAP

• You spit like a spastic while I'm bringing the magic
• That's why your shit's local and mine's intergalactic
• Ya bound to lose unless you choose a different tactic
• Like actually practice instead of wishing you rap sick
• But that shit'll never happen like a fat bitch joggin miles
• When it comes to rhymes, ya quick to bite like crocodiles
• I'm coming off clean while everything you drop is vile
• Cos' my punches are mean and plus I got a solid style
• It's hard as rock, you softer than the bottom of a child
• Softer than a wet paper napkin, you ain't the rap king
• You got a fake crown cause ya just another faker acting
• Rhymes are so whack that you must get paid for lacking
• I'mma wild fire, you a disposable lighter not made for lastin
• This ain't ya passion, I can tell that you aren't for real
• Writing up your garbage with a total disregard for skill
• Ya shit's whack bitch, a kit kat's the only bar you'd kill
• I'm winning cos I stay spinning shit like a karma wheel