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Joseph vs Potiphar's wife I'm Joseph
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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- //Joseph
- Why would I dishonor God with this unholy deed.
- I didn't know thwus was a devil not a gracious steed.
- Tis like the apple which deceived Adam and Eve.
- I went to Jail for rejecting lust, Which is addicting just as weed.
- You ain't a wide, you are whore, ain't lighting a campfire, yet you want s'mores.
- I do not lie with thee because that's a sin, why you craving for this lo mein.
- I know the truth and that's what sets me free, I might be one yet beside me are three
- you are a devil with the flesh of a human being.
- We ain't together, we ain't no Ying yang.
- Blew you away cause I'm like Aang.
- You thought I said, "No', because people around
- when there were none I left you all up in the ground.
- Then you started pulling my shirt, you got a piece but not of me,
- ain't a fly no more, "There was an Old Woman who swallowed the dirt."
- Go to your husband, I ain't chasing after rats, I'll send a tom after you
- nah my God's bigger than any cat. He got a bigger spread than any lats.
- Y'all know I'm the dreamer, my Father spreads the word.
- Yet you went to hell, because you didn't accept what you heard..
DEFENDER'S RAP
- (Just me fuckin' around)
- Potiphar's wife aimin' for my buns, she so thirsty
- Schemin' on the low, actin' all flirty
- Said she wanna ride this wave like a surfer
- But I ain't playin' games, callin' her a lurker
- She be sneak dissin', tryna mess with my clout
- But she don't know, I got bars, ain't no doubt
- I be makin' moves, stackin' up my paper
- While she busy playin' mind games, call her a faker
- I ain't fallin' for her tricks, ain't no sucker
- She be all up in my grill, actin' like a motherfuckin' stalker
- I stay true to myself, ain't no sellout
- Potiphar's wife can't handle my drippin', she bout to pout
- She want a piece of this fame, but she can't touch
- I'm on the rise, she stuck in the dust
- I brush her off like dust, ain't got time for her drama
- Potiphar's wife can't handle this mama
- I spit fire, hotter than the sun
- Potiphar's wife ain't ready for this lyrical gun
- I'm droppin' bombs like a modern-day warrior
- She playin' games, but I'm the superior.