CHALLENGER'S RAP

• Say Hi everyone, no intro I need
• I write in no RUSH, but this pen's dopamine
• So high I've become, this syringe's release, it's like it's a drug, when finishing these
• Dope lines if ya stuck, not inches but DEEP; might it get under ya skin if ya read it?
• Oh, quite a bunch, but ion' flinch when it leaves behind it some blood, excellency so clean;
• Nothin' vain – I'm just lining it up, needa' FIX or I'll TWEAK!
• So, high I've become? That's by pinnacle means, the heights you succumb? Are essentially 'piqued'
• Been climbing on up, since commencing my dreams, from right at the front of an inselberg, "P"
• By the time you come up, it's monumental the scene, my utensil you'll see, it's upright and it's lunged, in the Stonehenge it has pierced,
• No mightier one with the strength of a deity could pry it with muscle ... It's lonely at the top where 'King Author' sleeps
• Written in stone, erasers won't wipe out a smudge but I'll be ending your streak
• I ain't drinkin' no tea, what's in the cup? Let it be known I'm Mickey Finn with the ink
• Pre-scribed with the sludge, just like Venom it seeps, inspiring newcomers under the influence, of me
• And if pupils die-late, I'm the last of a dying breed
• A dime a dozen to inhuman genes, 'cause I get in these nasty pockets like you Ritalin fiends
• And they think I'm OD-ing it
• Is this carpel-tunnel-vision? Maybe the margins have shrunk, 'cause my Shrink are these sheets;
• Yea it's just an escape from the mental fatigue, it pulls me off the edge like piles of plucked fringes from ream
• Ion' have to be drunk or high or buzzed and wired to come up with something nicer
• But you can call me a lit junky, I'm making these other writers look like dumpster fires ...
• Just know, when it comes to finishing lines? You getting DRUG by me is the only time you're winning the LEAD.