CHALLENGER'S RAP

• it's rare I get angles so precise, exposin' his façade slice by slice, if he tries to claim the right to define meanings essence, while bender-stealin' flexin' bars with false pretense every vibe checkers gonna see through the mask then, I'll drain his pockets, leave his wallet gashed just as easy as dumping buckets of cold water on a flame, this dumb b*tch that sucks dick couldn't pluck it, watch me split his clone in dimensions I've written poems and make each quote a prism stone that splits his brittle dome with charred metaphors that spark like a martyr's scorn to dismantle his image like a pastor who guards porn, l light flames on his stage back in the day, is why the hate been born but it's that dudes fault because he tried to blackball someone destined to be a legend
• so now the blade get drawn, is cuttin' thru fools like I trained with Spawn, the flips quick-full-on drama queen dismissin' bars like "immature," sayin' it's obscene... Bitch my diss started light, a joke off the dome, then I thought Hmm, Y not go hard, crack his fragile home? I'll grip slick quick wit, split clips, shift physics, my scripts thick encrypted in cryptic linguistics, I'll flip this, split wigs the mystic of sick twists, dismiss kids in the mist no bliss-just dissed fists, stackin' syllables like Richter scales crackin' the core he's the pitchin' pennies to fate type while I'm bendin' dimensions of war
• he flickes, I'm flickin' flames-ain't no trick of the wrist I'm lifted with gifted scripts, eclipse whatchu missed A blip in the system, a glitch on the grid, I'm the algorithm infinite, equations no man can rig his vision is diminished, l'm risen beyond division which means every lines a premonition/precision nuclear fission and I am the king with a pen no trinket defines me if I grind free align speeds-design speech to blind seas, climb steep rhyme deep, release heat with a breach
• my each feat is elite, I speak with a peak only Gods reach he's the sheep in a fleet, I breach deep in the beast so each speech unleashed leaves peace in decease I feast on those who oppose me grief then bleed beats into feasts
• got blackballed from the scene, not one let me on shows because my bars go overhead like a moonlit cruise ship they just talked mystical, subliminal rituals fictional miracles, light, fictitious, minimal, they never spit cynical, a few tried to knuckle up once all said and done but regretted quick when I turned their "third eye open" into a literal injury critical, for thinking every line made was a blade, they could've been a hybrid breed that thrives where the slime recedes climb with speed and pierces fears with quotes that splits ears I'd leave them hopeless quick, wordsmiths merged with a serpent spittin venom in versatile verses cause I come with lyrics that flip their dopest scripts every time and leave them with a broken wrist along with molten lips for being basic and whack, before I dipped I told 'em, just face it their trash.. fools
• that couldn't hold a sniff of the quotes I spit if I wrote this diss in blow that drips off golden bricks at Oprah's crib they're slow like old folks getting them left soul broke with no growth wishing they would've shifted gears fore they crashed like a boat with holes poked they noticed fast the waits gonna take way more than 4 plus 6 years to get near this tier even if they're a titan beast
• I'mma super lyrical emcee that'll battle anytime anywhere just to tear thru you for each vibe checker to see U sliced with ease, before I leave your whole persona broken glass, exposed and trashed I'll leave dudes just another foe composed of ash, hop on their song then more than they can I'll explode on tracks
• because I decode their raps, like a rogue with codes to crack I've got whatcha lack and that's flawless wit scratch what, I just spat here instead is how I'm warnin' dumb whack piece of craps.. step back
• before I begin formin' scripts usin' more than wit along with to drop truths, not scripts a lot of logic, so deadly it'll leave U like the rest who, felt set to step lookin' shook like a young soldier hit, leave U mournin' as soon as, my pen proportion shifts cause distortion'll rip the portal split cut thru each of your distort clips for turning out to be a waste of time, just a chore to flip if your that guy, it's who whole sets performance would seem to be forced attempts that guy, too bad beforehand he couldn't see da crowds eyelids, lower quicker than lightnin' strikin' besides mine because of checkin' out whatcha writ to spit turnin' out to be like watchin' boredom drip very unfortunately for me cause of it being before l even perform a bit.. go ahead, cry get mad.. prick, contort to fits altho, your damn faults what it is, each eyes glossed andcha' lines exhaust
• B4 I stomp the mix, I watch everyone of them yawn because everyone of your songs being dormant, bliss compared to this colossal twist, actual lyrical savage assassin well-above average lyricist like you that again whole sets a counterfeit
• I came to counter with calculus, so U see for yourself the symptoms in the listeners' twitch and how Ur dictions thin, their interest dips their vision drifts, your sets an image glitch a silhouette of what the fuck a lyric is Rookie-ass lyricist - listen kid, if you were wise you'd reposition quick, second-guess decisions til the vision shifts or live imprisoned in the ignorance you mimic with, doesn't matter where you go nor who you tell think of 'em like A time machine no competition'll be found
• Guaranteed, I'm on a mission to be past, present, future all three rounds, and we can scrap or battle back-to-back then I'll take out a hundred battlers, rappers, actors, after consider it stackin' chapters like cadavers captured your sets pretendin' like you were ridin' cautious
• 'cause the cops were cruisin' claiming U turned blocks to ruins butcha's never robbed, never looted, never bombed, never nuked it..Me? I'm destined to evolve into a legend, spittin' lessons listen since/sense their etched in cosmic walls, greats like Eminem describe my flaws
• 'cause l'm sicker - that's facts, not pride at all which means I'm the next best
• when I flex the end, l etch a message next to Heaven's entrance leavin' angels second-guessin' reverence, questionin' Y God let a demon set precedence, no more so the actual rap Devil although I tell no lies for example fkin' with The Great Nate ain't safe - who do, every time they face fate, late by headin' toward deaths gate with chest plates caved the come unaware that my mind is a weapon deadlier than choppers shootin', every gun included knives infused in violence brewed in silence the type whose talk is useless getting their top blew off like chalk on cue sticks as soon as this lyrical assassin bends the fabric that kept the dead within, resurrects through sentences that sever men like pestilence
• has ever since I came to renovate the game I proved it because I've got the blueprint doofus