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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- aligned lines of lyrics lights up like lanterns, to outshine like morning from darkness to the astral,
- like broke geometry of fractal patterns, you'll become asymmetrical, fractured fragments,
- the mass murderer manic great depressive money mounter pyro-sado masochist to munchhausens, fuck calling fakes sick, in flames, i dowse them,
- it's cybernetic production for primordial dystopian dinosaurs, white knights and lies from blacksmiths,
- african witch doctor for the nuclear of your nucleas, no toxic love,
- britney, how you a hermit with no home? your only resonance's holding signs boxing up,
- compared to paired social drama soaps for fights, im head and shoulders above
- illustrate you optical illusions infinite spiraled steps like carousels of russian roulette blowing up skulls,
- to your little littered glittering feces, my shit's a different mineral species,
- your pineal's in both ways, re-mixed chemicals meet then bleed like casearens seeping miracles, meat feasts,
- joker, get harlequin skin disordered, turn failed aborted fetuses into seeds sown to reap,
- you're white as charron, like charon with sticks and faggots, in a river's where your sealed soul will leaave,
- i push and pull textiles or tones like muscles, your vocal chords,
- your wind pipes will gush open from katana swords,
- dishes sliced from bloated stomachs torn,
- seas like red wine, floods, oceans, I cross them all, know your lord,
- non-sequitur stratagems cerebellum erudition,
- create dogmatics from labs in labs, king of kings like xerxes to 18.75x'd verses written,
- avant garde lyricism! stop saying you sing shady in the shower burglar-masked stealing,
- a tarzan-like emperor of the concrete jungles against blurred witches, project closet thinking,
- the anti-hero, villainous pre-meditated killa, zenned-out hordes, weapon x to hips hopped of extraterrestrial goats,
- if you can feel it when i fiddle with your cuts, it already wipes your tears with tissues, rip you apart,
- this is a daemon's da capo, king kunta, try get your foot off free like dactyl, you're accidental dada,
- i broke your dado, dodo, with data, daggers in the head, you robots are daft punks, no daft punk,
- get on a little dahabiyah, sacrosant saddled up on sacred sacellums, sacrileges, and sacraments,
- the seava indignatio of a deserted, deserter man, so saharan, kid,
- from another planet, autonomous entity, every fuckin bar for you's dimethyltryptamine,
- chris hansen's what you need, say your family's whores ass fuck you? with no trojans? yall are mr hands in disease with leprosy,
- running's legs of cons, carry a pistol my lone g, eat high, mawl them, jeez louise, your ruse ends, cyclone beating you,
- digged jiin with sinning imps, search manics, send ttacks, for neck ticks, they just itch me too,
- sole, i sussed him, murk you, read it twice, hermaphrodite with just V, nuts, so swerve, mute mods,
- jew, per to your return to yahweh you've became my sat urn, your reign, it's inept, tuned, you've blew, towed,
- cut wrists, they're bare, keel that wail, cray, wove, my night: all krokadil, and my chi in, I charred these
- dung, go, I freak, ant, why you dox? happy, eager, spartan, I yeet nerds, tyrant, I saw rushed, we
- ham at rap, and hatched up, shoot, ram, seize? nah buck, I'm next, I too boo'd at these
- camps, psy us, I'll lex and hurt in ash, soak up the great, hand us bull, you senseis whacky
- im a samurai, slash - yakuza, optimize, utilize, aim's rectify, extradite, dematteis,
- earthquakes, acatamathesia's depressing, huh? each first letter bombs: y.o.u a.r.e d.e.a.d and iced
DEFENDER'S RAP
- Look at this motherfucker
- The sun don’t shine forever
- Business before pleasure
- You think your clever.
- Ya faggot if I want it imma have it
- You pop shit you capped out
- You don’t even have punch lines
- I’m snapping spines
- You don’t wanna be my enemy
- Or on the receivin’ of me
- What are you crazy (maybe)
- Bitch I spit like Eazy-E
- Then immediately everyone wants a piece of the demon
- And nobody leavin’
- And Giddy shows no pity
- With his insanity, such a tragedy
- Remember, you gave me what I need to proceed and succeed
- And take it to the next level, get me the shovel
- You see big words don’t make you god
- Just gives you a spot to rot hot shot
- You prolly never seen a cop pop one o’ yo boys
- Like toy soldiers this cracker think he a gangster and a rapper
- Here all the laughter (hahaha)
- You can’t defeat me pussy you’re free