CHALLENGER'S RAP

• //Verse 1
• I'm twisted, not full conflicted into hell
• But switch up and tell you how much I lifted
• In front of them to, next to you is a wicked vivid
• Videos and fixedly gifted to help you to perform a stunt,
• But the more you go blunt, the more you stun your hunt,
• Run in my uniform, it's my runnin' form, war cunt
• Is what they say huh, identified and one gun bust
• And shunned gore, glorified and lorded to the trust lord
• More floor boards bore and fuss, let's cuss toward the dust lord
• Called my four boys to the court, yesterday they walk forward to a rust sword
• Rushed with for boarders in the sort, spotted with chalk, they got chopped like lust poured,
• Chalked up a sentence, watched them get cocked by law, trust floored as they pop pills,
• Popped a present presence as heavens doors hoard, and five more got sentenced to pop pills
• Blue or red, pick the pill, Blue is heaven, red is hell, puppetry hands he controls,
• We're just hell's children in the even deep end, poetry is gods hands as he controls are pens,
• We beg and tell him and we frail and fail to let him rear end our lives to gods hands
• //CD 1:44
• Made me angry, now sweating, then I'm thirsty,
• Absorbing around like my stomach is turning,
• Even though none of your words are never hurting me,
• I think I will regret shit if everyone around deserted me;
• In the past, I was confused and I didn't know what to do,
• Talking about how I feel abandoned, lying to myself to get through,
• And it felt like I was in a virtual world going in circles,
• Watching everyone running up to me in these hurdles;
• When I wake, I'm at stake with the hate I bring today,
• Trying to take what I'll break, but I may go insane,
• On a train to a plane in the rain with my pain,
• In chains with grenades on my waist then I'll behave;
• But I wonder what it will be like if I was never here,
• Would people care? Would they cement my legacy?
• What if I came back from the grave on Halloween to give yall a scare?
• Did I just hint my next album theme? Better call the par-amedics;
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• //Hook (2x) CD
• We're twisted,
• So fucking twisted,
• Most wanted listed,
• So don't start some shit with;
• With the fucking twisted,
• Hoe you ain't twisted,
• It's likely that you're
• Not gonna go on without some assistance;