CHALLENGER'S RAP

• Another phony rapper/wanna be emcee I got to decimate,
• break you down, pure logic: through the ill spitting poets predicates,
• Your desire is never coming: like a cure for baldness or the impotent,
• You clearly are an imbecile who has to be taught how to avoid explosions,
• Chem 1: Dont mix pottasium and water, but you aint go to school,
• The alphabetical that I concoct can be strong enough to slaughter fools,
• You weren't strong, you knew, stuck to songs, and them dresses you packin
• Advice: fashion, socials, and kodaks, aint gon help what the flow lackin,
• Your diction 5th grade, and flow about as smooth as hard, bitter candle wax,
• I got the bars, you more concerned about what your twitter handle lacks,
• Display of lyrical aggression employed with literary devices, no dire chorus,
• Kept me as a covert weapon, I got more powers than the eye of Horus,
• Crunchtime came knocking, we found out you had more bounce than Iggy,
• Im about a kilo you an ounce, burn your crib down like three little piggy,
• meet the designated wordsmith, keep the style and cadence NY,no biggie,
• No women, no records, no gold, but you surely are bold,
• I turn whores into nuns who swear lives to Jesus and Mary,
• Start off like Tarantino but end like Tyler Perry,
• You been robbed so many times the police owe you money,
• Think you can rap? came for a contract, sent you back to the drawing board
• I was never a rock and roller or pop star but I know about heavy metals,
• When I rock the scene, phony rappers and emcees lose their mental,
• A buddha head, who about to smoke you faster than the last spliff,
• And if you wanna take it up with my superior I got the brass clips,
• Since birth, addicted, me and rap, are inseperable like conjoined twins,
• Mastermind: plotting, scheming, since the start, made sure I got the win,
• I got language and its intricacies trapped in the petri dish that is my mind,
• And use it to enlighten and categorise knowledge in areas ill defined,
• Exposing phony emcees who cop more lines than coke fiends,
• Spit with strength and sargacity, only the rawest sixteenths,
• You read at a 5th grade level, you wont know what the joke means,
• I got the youth eating out the palm of my hand, my verses evoke dreams,
• A near infinite supply: I got more bars than all of Germany in Oktoberfest,
• Im doing college level, your lines remind me of when I was kindergarten,
• Only friend a tattle tale like you makes is with the police warden,
• Life like a pressure cooker, so Im just doing my best to get you hardened,
• Winter came early, I send you wannabe emcees to hibernate,
• I moved 50 grand of the snow white, and I got to move more weight,
• Prove this game cold, to please crowds I made sure my flows are dark,
• The industry a bus, to get a seat in it, had to fight for it like Rosa Parks,
• Fuck around with us, and we feed you the niner at the diner,
• No amount of teaching and rap school would turn a fool into a royal,
• You gotta be taught not to snitch first, you had a hard time being loyal,
• Battle and diss me publicly, then slide into my DMs for brotherly love,
• I got more guns and ammunition than the average Texan,
• You got more unpaid bills than the average repo company,
• Them bars got the scene stinking worse than a skunk,
• I bodied emcees so hard they started calling lawyers,
• Under surveillance by 5 agencies, son I was just 17 when it all started,
• Get your groove, but surely in this battlespace you are the next departed,
• Im full of so many rhymes linguistically I gotta be a sumo wrestler,
• Your verses dont cut it as a lullaby, might put em on my enemies tombstone