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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- Lil TR3 On These Beats
- Here We Go
- Outside
- Online
- Inside
- Offline
- Relate To Outline
- Rock Star (NO)
- Pop Star (Maybe)
- Lock Star (Yeah)
- Beat Me
- See Me
- John Cena And Peewee
- Cece,JJ,DC,AC,Mee Mee
- Boys Be Talkin Bout They Got That BBC
- Start Talking BBP
- (Lil TR3)
- Like I Know Ya'll Got A Girl But
- Stop Braggin
- We Don't Care
- You Probrably Got That 2 Feet D There
- That Will Teach
- Y'all A Lesson
- If You Brag
- Girls Won't Like You
- As A Matter A Fact
- They Won't Talk To You
- Not Even Walk With You
- But Y'all Gone Learn
- Or The Truth Gon Hurt
- She Gon Break Up With You
- Then You Gone Be Hurt
- Outside
- Online
- Inside
- Offline
- Relate To Outline
- Rock Star (NO)
- Pop Star (Maybe)
- Lock Star (Yeah)
- Beat Me
- See Me
- John Cena And Peewee
- Cece,JJ,DC,AC,Mee Mee
- Boys Be Talkin Bout They Got That BBC
- Start Talking BBP
- Outside
- Online
- Inside
- Offline
- Relate To Outline
- Rock Star (NO)
- Pop Star (Maybe)
- Lock Star (Yeah)
- Beat Me
- See Me
- John Cena And Peewee
- Cece,JJ,DC,AC,Mee Mee
- Boys Be Talkin Bout They Got That BBC
- Start Talking BBP
- I'm Out (Gone)
DEFENDER'S RAP
- Fuck them admins, yeah bitch, fuck 'em 'till they dead, damn savage
- I feel like an extremist 'cause I'm goin' through hoops, you see me not feelin' ain't hop the coop
- Now pop them eggs like the chickens you are, fuckin' bitches, Plaz, you a coward
- Ain't gotta say shit to keep raisin' the bar, got a couple of shots, became a monster
- Ain't never got drawn out, no probation, but here I'm sayin' it, you admins are cowards
- Never get an award, always tryna start with, "Mi Amor", you fuckin' whore, Plaz we gonna go to war
- You petty fuckin' bitch, of course I don't respect you, I ain't need your shit, ain't need no lift
- Fuckin' faggot, Plaz acts like he's fuckin' retarded, 'bout to draw out this scene in the script
- Make a flip, exchange a gift, unwrap, it's your severed head, obviously I'm man enough to offer threats
- Even Amir said you ran it down, this place is a shithole, it's cause you came about
- Ain't a sound, gonna smother you in your sleep, can't allow, another death tryna cover me
- Ain't in a cloud, ain't make a sound, never hate the crown, never changed the doubts
- Maybe next time I'll spoon-feed this shit to you, ain't never get rich, you'd get a hit or two
- If you was lucky, Frat would pick your ass up, keep carryin' 'em now, he's buried for now
- Like the Military, but that boy's left behind, never carry you out, you'll never make it alive
- Then that faggot tries to bitch to me, "you ain't respect me", of course I don't, fuckin' pussy
- If Plazebo took his job seriously, he'd looked into reports, not that Fratricide dummy
- They disappear mysteriously, say they "off duty if somebody ever needs me"
- Ain't doin' shit, you just some pussies, just need a lift, so then you ask me
- I respect the foundation about half as much as you, let them faggots bitch 'n tear the site in two
- You need attention to hide in the shadows, let them trolls talk shit 'n bias vote in they battles
- Fuck them admins, they ain't administering shit, if you get my drift, tell 'em all "away with it"
- But they can't do that because they have no control, ain't got no home, or a dog bone to throw
- That's why they hump my legs, and if I get banned for this, I still got no regrets
- The guidelines say "freedom of speech", then when we speak, you try to censor me
- Fuckin' faggots, fuck you Plaz, get off your ass, do somethin' like a real fuckin' man
- Fuckin' bitch, ain't never done shit, never helped out, always throws a fit
- Then you bitch to a selective group, someone writes "kys" and you say "it's cool"
- Fuckin' bitches just hidin' behind the screen, try to hide yourself so you shift the screen
- But we see what's happening, we see behind them fuckin' seams, false themes 'n your sweat gleams
- Of course I'm goin' at you faggots, you clearly can't rap, you'd prolly ban me for this
- Keep coverin' up shit, you just a fuckin' bitch, got several alts he's coverin', even Trickster's shit
- And if I ever get banned for this, they all gonna know that you just a prick
- See these two fingers? You always gettin' fingered, ain't got no dick, no tough demeanor
- So you try to act hard, but inside you scarred, it's time to depart, Admins cash-in, we goin' to war
- Get jumped 'n cut in the gut, you fuckin' faggots, you ain't never got none to show off
- All you bitches ever do, is hide behind trolls, you ain't never true, you died inside, no more soul
- Plazebo, you a homo, got in the gazebo, you went slo-mo, your ass is an oval
- Fuckin' bitch, keep bendin' over, take some dicks, keep chokin' on them, fuckin' slut, you deepthroatin'
- I ain't even have to rhyme to rap, never got one crime, no tooth problems or cap
- But then I'd bust one in your ass, tell me with some intelligence
- You think them school shootings are really just some coincidence?
- If you believe that, you a fuckin' bitch, keep bendin' over to take this dick, try to lie, you ignorant
- Never had to try to get your attention, you talk shit on anyone that poses a threat
- Then you ban them to cover it up, let the assholes slide, can't get enough
- You fuckin' corrupted, you fuckin' suck, take these nuts, 'n gargle them
- Tryna be an innocent senior citizen, you oughtta be, down you fallin'
- Just like them two records you tired to do, ain't gotta spell it, you got the clue
- Then beg for forgiveness, bitch fuck you too(!), keep suckin' this dick, I'm high above you
- I ain't fuck with a pussy, unless I'm on them, fuckin' they pussy
- I'd kill you even in your sleep, brutally murdered in your dreams, another reality
- So stop 'n smell them roses, 'cause I'm makin' the waves crash on you like Moses
- Ain't forced shit, natural rhymes, I'm endorsin', you prolly a virgin surgeon, cut yourself in two
- Never gettin' none, they ain't gonna want to do you, ask every real one, they say "do you"
- Then they mention you, 'n they say, "boy, that faggot ain't got a clue, he'd never know what to do"
- So get a goddamn clue 'fore I split you in two, I'm takin' this site 'n forcin' it into, you
- Up your ass like a gerbil through a tube, shovin' critters up there to define you
- Even dogs sniff assholes first, they sniff you before the coke, it just tears you in two