CHALLENGER'S RAP

• Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick
• I keep it grimey and gutter,my style remind me of the mothership
• My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee
• And what's funny i am my own mystery
• That it's been awhile
• I know you like my style
• I kill everything including my beats and flow
• Get him a mauri flow, from the mauri show
• My rhymes and style are so defined/ that i could make her cling to me with little time//
• I must be goin' out my mindlike i'm up against the worldthis guerilla team of mine
• Nobody can mimic my style and my sound
• My self-respect i leave that, in the lost and found
• I dare you to try and kill my flow.
• Now i'm laying out at the delano though
• I preach to demons at your church, now i'm the newest sermon
• I have became my own person while my problems worsen.
• So i'm hurting. me effort is apparent she not fertile
• I see that i've got problems in my own life, in my grown ass style.
• And yall niggas right the flow
• Bad bitches never loved them though
• This flow is all mine so get your own gun
• Grab a nigga and take me to heaven
• Cus if your love was all i had
• Maybe ma style kinda bad fag and whack
• High outer space no atlas got a lot of bait
• So dont bite my style and lay on the madness of hate
• Fuck the multies and extra syllables, cause i got my own flow
• But even when you leave, somehow it still try to follow
• Nobody can mimic my style and my sound
• Then speed it up, this playing in the background
• No disrespecting baby, just tryna make you smile
• You see this guy is unattractive and he has no style,