CHALLENGER'S RAP

• Dear Mark..
• You wanted to be like J Dilla, and well, Atleast you were to me..
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• //verse 0:48//
• Well, Mark, You the reason I spit,
• We both stuck together through all the bullshit,
• Don't come back, And I say that because earth is still fucked up
• And don't fret, because I'll forever take care of your 3-month son,
• His father was a great man, but cut short,
• You had niggas everywhere who had love for you, From Compton to new york,
• It saddens me you aren't here, to experience what would've been Christmas cheer
• These niggas will stop being queer the day the website gets an update by Amir!
• Through all the shit we went through we persevered!
• Well, I still got your MPC3000 and still press the snares and hi-hats, kicks,
• I remember the times we argued and called each other bitch,
• You used to beat my ass in Tony Hawk's on the P S 2,
• I'll give anything up just to die and be with you,
• You taught me everything I knew, From how to sample to how to make drums,
• I still got the CD of your first mixtape/album, Niggas only talk shit cause I allow em,
• I ain't changed a bit, Hah, Hope you having fun wit' dad up there
• I'm going crazy with school at the moment, I'm about to tear my hair!
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• //Verse 2//
• Well, Niggas still on the same shit, acting like bitches,
• Rap is plagued with pussies that snitch, and somehow get rich,
• Remember "Tha Prime Bruthaz"? Damn.. I do..
• Ain't Man Enuff, Pussy Niggaz? Whoo!
• You don't know what I'd do just for you to hit them snares again,
• You weren't just my brother, you wuz my best friend!
• You taught me not to be over-lyrical,
• I still remember that diss track you made on Mystikal!
• Well, I miss you, And I can't write anymore because The tears plague the keys,
• Love you, And I hope you can once again see me..