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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- Chorus
- I just told bro, put yo’ head in, we gotta go all the way
- And if you need me for a thing, know I’ma call away
- I woke up moody, asked my shooter, who gon’ fall today?
- I put a bag on top of yo’ head, and make him ball away
- ‘Cause that’s my motherfuckin’ mud brother, my blood brother
- And they ain’t never had no love for us, no love for us
- We had to make it out that one gutter, that one gutter
- They ain’t never had no love for us, no love for us
- Verse 1
- No, we ain’t never had a thing
- That hustle all I know, that’s why I’m locked in when I’m sing
- Money all up in my phone, I’m still gon’ lock in with the fiends
- Bro donе turned into that dede, might gеt blocked in with them beans
- Ain’t no safety on that 40., so I’m glocked in with my team
- Some my niggas got a job, and some my niggas hustle still
- Mama work three 9-5, that’s how you know that struggle real
- Bust her ass, she shredding tears, I don’t see how we struggle still
- I can’t do nothing but pay you back, and I ain’t talking bills
- Know you hate the drugs, so I feel guilty when I pop the seal
- Don’t wanna lose me, so I second guess, before I pop this pill
- My bitch label me a addict, ‘cause a nigga poppin’ still
- Don’t wanna listen to your problems baby, I be dodgin’ it
- Chorus
- I just told bro, put yo’ head in, we gotta go all the way
- And if you need me for a thing, know I’ma call away
- I woke up moody, asked my shooter, who gon’ fall today?
- I put a bag on top of yo’ head, and make him ball away
- ‘Cause that’s my motherfuckin’ mud brother, my blood brother
- And they ain’t never had no love for us, no love for us
- We had to make it out that one gutter, that one gutter
- They ain’t never had no love for us, no love for us
- Verse 2
- I hate declining these niggas call too muchKnow I’m the star, they shit on me, can’t pass the ball too much
- Cut off my bitch, ‘cause she obsessed with all of my flaws too much
- Next night I’m in an another field, man, I got braws to fuck
- And she got friends, and I got friends, ain’t shit to call ‘em up
- So much money, I can make her fuck around, to fuck around
- I’on got no heart, I told that bitch don’t bring her love around
- Too much money, she just want to fuck me, ‘cause the dubs around
- Only gave her one night, she tryna fuck around and love me now
- Late night, what we runnin’ from, police in dusty Nike shoes
- Made friends with the plug, and than go and rob him, I don’t like the dude
- See a nigga flexing, we gon’ swipe, we just like Swiper, dude
- Pay for that with trap money, ‘cause my niggas be swipin’ too
- Chorus
- I just told bro, put yo’ head in, we gotta go all the way
- And if you need me for a thing, know I’ma call away
- I woke up moody, asked my shooter, who gon’ fall today?
- I put a bag on top of yo’ head, and make him ball away
- ‘Cause that’s my motherfuckin’ mud brother, my blood brother
- And they ain’t never had no love for us, no love for us
- We had to make it out that one gutter, that one gutter
- They ain’t never had no love for us, no love for us
- ‘Cause that’s my motherfuckin’ mud brother, my blood brother
- And they ain’t never had no love for us, no love for us
- We had to make it out that one gutter, that one gutter
- They ain’t never had no love for us, no love for us.
- Ugh-uh-uh-huh
- Uh-uh-uh
DEFENDER'S RAP
- This is Rappad, not therapy
- I don't give a shit what you're going through mentally
- What was all that bitching about
- But I've had enough, prepare to be wiped out
- The only thing you're a call away from is Domino's
- Ordering yourself a big ass pizza, no wonder you can't see your toes
- And you got no rhythm and you got no flow
- The only thing you do have is a big fucking ego
- Writing your life story as if the world owes you shit
- But now you're puffing your chest out, I bet you feel legit
- That rap was a lot of things but it wasn't any good
- Writing about your mama and your childhood
- Not a dry eye in the house
- Not because we're sad but because your lyrics wiped us out
- We're stretching and yawning, trying not to fall asleep
- But it's goddamn difficult to not read it and weep
- Fuck it, I think I'mma start counting sheep
- While I'm counting, please don't do it too
- 'Cause me and you both know that you can't count past two
- You woke up moody, I woke up fine
- I woke up next to hot bitch with a bottle of wine
- Now I guess I'm flexing, and that's something you hate
- So I just pissed you off without trying, goddamn I feel great
- And I have nothing against you personally, you seem like a good dude
- Only problem here is your lyrics put me in a bad mood
- Don't take none of this shit to heart, I'm only playing
- You gotta go now, but it looks like I'll be staying