CHALLENGER'S RAP

• ayy, fuckboy, you a lamppost or a leech?
• swingin shadows, but the sun dont bleach where you preach
• ayy, fuckboy, you a headline or a breach?
• we don’t care who you teach, who you teach
• uh-huh, nah
• whos next?, corpse text
• uh-huh, nah
• whos next?, corpse text
• casket practice, every verse a grave mistake
• choke on the alphabet, spit syllables you cant break
• family ties, yours unravel like noose braids
• empty vaults screamin "treasury" accountant gets paid
• your flow a flat, no pulse in the delivery
• surgeon with the pen, leave your corpus split in syllables
• drip fake, you leakin IV arrogance
• loyal blood? you'd trade kin for a gram of relevance
• paparazzi flash, but your souls a darkroom
• legacy crumbles like termites in a sharks tomb
• you bark? my bites a landfill avalanche
• crack a crown, leave your wisdom teeth in a ransom
• hardcore like gluten-free, claimin bread you never baked
• your cliques a house of mirrors nobody really stays
• ayy, fuckboy, you a lamppost or a leech?
• swingin shadows, but the sun dont bleach where you preach
• ayy, fuckboy, you a headline or a breach?
• we don’t care who you teach, who you teach
• spotlights a sniper scope, your fames a silhouette
• egos a parachute failed before you leapt
• bars so weak, jailbirds laugh in the mess hall
• claim royalty, but your crowns a thrift-shop cesspool
• you warrior, wait no, your swords a butterknife sermon
• plead the fifth, but your silence got a snitch subtext
• Ink stains deeper than the wounds your words inflict
• authentic? your lifes a dub with the subtitles clipped
• ya a ghost town, echo chambers full of blanks
• clout chasings you the footnote in your own wack wikipedia page
• im the drought, your wells a kiddie pool of contradictions
• graffiti your mausoleum art when your names erased
• uh, autopsy verses scalpel tongue dissect
• your heart on ebay, bids lower than your self-respect
• uh, legends die twice: first breath, then the ego
• your epitaphs a hashtag faded like last years logo
• king of crumbs, your thrones a lawn chair in the trenches
• smoke signals, your fires a bic flick in a drizzle
• bravado shrinks like wool in a hot rinse
• your movement a sitcom laugh track canned and irrelevant
• pound chest, but your ribs crack like glow sticks
• dominance is just a scared cats hiss in a blackout
• im the itch your therapist cant scratch out the transcripts
• your voice a scratched dvd of threats you redacted