CHALLENGER'S RAP

• I generate visions with precision and show ya broken claims,
• Watch as I be holding vain, enemies of mine, them folk joke in vain,
• Obsessed with science, I contest the best claims,
• Check pain, Im right handed but liable to light up your left brain,
• Watch while the adept train a new generation of work folks,
• Blast these from the west coast to the next most corners and spots,
• Fat and whack raps can't deal with my electrifying shock,
• I engrave deeper in papers than an ink blot,
• Think god can save you? Nah, he on my side,
• I might just write a killer rhyme, hard enough to take your life,
• I rock glocks in place of mics, cause my style is to bring the might,
• Esoteric truths blasted, I decry ancient rites with wisdom,
• Im committing felonies from Cairo to Lisbon, leave the scene crimson,
• Triple C I crippe the weak and stomp the strong,
• This ain't no sing-along, more like a nasty orgie, ya best bring a thong,
• I see the truth clearly, mathematical literature to read group theory,
• Amateurs can't look near me, got MCs and fiends who fear me,
• Child attests to the wild west, I find death in the worst spots,
• Engender a mentality that is liable to hurt flocks,
• I worship a curt god, he was never the villain,
• Mankind is nowhere close to reaching the celiing,
• We the good Israelite troops with boots invading Babylon,
• Cook up a cadence that leave my foes wrecked,
• Never took a right turn, I always chose left,
• Shots got to penetrate the closed vest,
• Hoes wet when I write a cold cheque,
• Know vets with post-traumatic stress,
• I'm my own trooper, I've been combating death,
• You find the depth of stress, but the panics gone,
• Each time I draw a line, the classics born,
• Manifestations of divine rhyme patterns,
• MCs are rife with hatred, the bible says that your strifes sacred,
• I attack the whack with my prized hatred,
• I explain with clarity the most complex crime matters,
• Surpass any Freemasonic code embedded like sacred geometry,
• My raps cut not slack, use these as the fastest commentary,
• I hit them with them plans of the hidden hand,
• Roll up the cold cut weed in bands,
• Trailed by secret society associates and troops,
• Illuminati trying to find out what I can cook,
• Or what I plan to do in show biz, Im a known whiz,
• Hot shot playing the cops until they stress,
• MC confess they get expelled when they attempt my test,
• Mind controller, legions of fiends hooked onto my rhetoric,
• Catch the flow from these MCs, mines a better fit,
• No need for announcements, I enunciate like an Apache and hit hard,
• My credit rating is limitless, I break and enter without a key card,
• When my rhyme hits like a timed fist, I alter your mindstate,
• Rhythmatic liabilities, you check these and find hate,
• The pirate, swashbuckling and bucking,
• Linguistically Im better, and I don't need a suit and cufflings,
• To get a fiends hope bought at the dope spot,
• Im the kinda G that gets the corpus,
• My abilities are primarily for the apex, the top of the food chain,
• Your hood lame and you wanna be like me, with the good game,
• You might be popping pillies but you never understood pain,
• Ducking cops, troops, and spooks, wait till ya truly walk a day in my boots,
• Acclimatize to mindset, and I know the devils and increase my hate,
• Check dames, my pen games is sicker than a hoe,
• Students and presidents kick it to my flow,
• Im in my own lane, second to none,
• Locate me deep in the crack spot, wrecking a gun,