CHALLENGER'S RAP

• You're actually thinkin' you have intimidated me? Oh please, pal
• I know about your type, through the computer is all heavy and tall
• But face-to-face, can't take a real street brawl
• and I tried to give y'all a sweet call
• But y'all kept the repetitive mumble sh*t just kicking like a beach ball
• You will only see my true force, motherf***er
• when I punch you through the street walls
• Watch paralyzed in fear as the creep crawls and 'till I'm alive man
• I will seize all
• Bring the raw sh*t back the lyricism is embedded
• 'Cause me writing a verse is like Kasparov next to a table chess
• My rap will start to hang carcass, I'll slash the whole U.S.
• 'Cause my knife is longer than the beak of the Balaeniceps Rex
• I'm the T-Rex itself, you sing BS so I have to aim crossbow
• That'll explode your dome, inject venom, bury you in the snow
• Your stomach is not unclosed with my scalpel
• and my pair of medical gloves
• Throwing your body in the black hole
• and selling your soul in the crossroads
• My flow is a glow, I may be broken but I'm not hopeless
• Dopeness since my embryo already better than K-Rino
• My crews are slicin' tracks spittin' facts with lightning impact
• I just spilled your dark red blood over a such deep bloodbath
• I immediately blast at any sh*t you ever sang
• With my Five SeveN, matter of fact? You will never stand
• I'll unload it at any kid punk trying to laugh at my rap songs
• You ain't no "killer on" for my homicidal squadron
• You'll feel the desperate brawl when
• I pierce you under the belly with the tusk of a Narwhal
• I'll rip you from limb to limb if you even start
• to trouble impale the stake through you
• One swing of my palm can send you flying across the entire neighborhood
• No doubt The Unholy Terror it's the lyrical AR-15 rifle
• It's the lyrical psycho that'll smoke the whole Bible
• My own self is my own idol, vultures will enjoy your dead flesh
• Best rapper of the year, I am not? I just shapened your death
• Not an blackout, kiddie, I've cut your wires
• Your train of thought is slower than PCs with viruses
• Yo I reign on the crowd bringing light they hail
• Crucified the f***ing mic with a spike and a grail
• Rhymes shine so dark you need to write it in pale
• Kill MCs 'till I die through the bars of the jail
• Using the samples from my records to get people blackmailed
• Cops hiring psychic detectives to try to track my trails
• 'Till the roof I lift dead bodies and sliced and pilled
• Y'all like the Rat Pack but captured in my trap by the tail
• Got you nervous and biting and exhales 'cause you frightening
• You fell to Hell computer nerds ordering wrote sheets by the mail
• Thinkin' yall the fattest cats with immaculate tracks?
• And abstract raps so you battle raps like if you was Big L's?
• Step off before I blow your motherf***ing head off
• Grab Superman by his neck and rip the S off
• You soft, you couldn't withstand the pressure from the lift-off
• A bitch with a mic always trying to get me pissed off
• Ya... I keep myself enraged in the stage and
• Like an Keebler Elf, not the one to play with
• Transport you to Kepler or Hell, I'll cock to some domes, spray clips
• Don't enter the fort of The Shockzone; Go away, kid
• The fury of the jury will lure you to the woods of Missouri
• I hit like Tyron Woodley. Iron Mike, I'm sure he the
• Lion bite, my light will bright the heatwave
• I'll beat any sheet made, by any individual
• Turn them to chemical residuals