CHALLENGER'S RAP

• Adjacent to greatness, you’re vacant and tasteless, I’m tracing the placement of phrases I’m making,
• arranging the cadence in layers and matrices, changing the framework with language that’s dangerous.
• Ghost in the machine, I’m encrypted and hidden, soul deactivated, my code’s been rewritten,
• pixelated depictions get split into fragments, a glitch in the system gets fixed with precision.
• binary vision, division of digits, surgical diction incisions are instant, I assist with extinction, then switch my position,
• unseen in the scene while the system is glitching, vocabulary lethal, the syllables loaded, every component gets carefully coded,
• pulling the plugs from the thugs who are hoping their obsolete programs somehow stay operational.
• monopoly misery, blocks get absorbed, clocking your exit, then locking the doors,
• from massive to slender, I’m mastering measures, technical terror embedded in letters, truth in the texture, inventor of syntax,
• infinite ink in the intricate impact, Guelph to elsewhere like Manchester, pressure gets planted, plague like precision infectin your language.
• claim you’re moving weight? Let the scales get unstable, I’m weighing your statements, then breaking the balance,
• anchoring anchors beneath your whole angle, whale level weight while you’re waving a flagrant.
• poet and jester, the center, the sector, arsonist rhetoric, incendiary pressure, sweater gets drenched from the temperature entering,
• every contender gets tense when I enter. No Cinderella, just script-wielding syntax, head hunting penmanship, sinister dispatches,
• Hannibal cadence consuming your cadence, supper is served when the sentence gets savaged.
• twenty years later they’ll reference the records, remember the wreckage embedded in verses,
• back when you wore diapers, I’d already dismantle the ancestors’ patterns and fracture their standards.
• Guelph storm breathing, the wires are igniting, ripping the doors from the liars hiding,
• hyping the globe with the Tesla-type pressure writing obsession with heavyweight measures.
• unknown to stone-etched, my quotes get preserved, war tone unbroken, my words stay submerged,
• Nathan Blaze, equations are intertwined, twisted designs realigning your mind.
• details derail every train of thought, brainwaves arranged in a chain of assault,
• savage well above average, the cadence is crafted, pain gets translated to language and laughter.
• binary code in the cold systemic condition, glitch in the grid with surgical vision,
• multiple multis? A multitude missing the substance required for a meaningful sentence.
• multiverse wording, absurdly constructed, surplus of verses that surface corrupted,
• worthless production with purpose disrupted, I’m clinical, lyrical, biblical, ruthless analytical, critical, syllabic assassin,
• every mechanical metric gets mastered, pinnacle diction, precision and passion, killin the limits while fillin the pattern
• Sheriff Woody scheme ghosting like Bo Peep, Toy Story storytelling folded beneath,
• when the whole plot reaches closure and credits, only one Andy remains underneath it.
• vacuum-level suction, you’re pitiful, minimal, Cinderella costume nothing is fittin you,
• global warming pressure, my presence is pivotal, cold little imitator, your image is fictional.
• quantity versus quality watch the distinction, pure animosity packed in the diction,
• gifted with punchline velocity, every component connected deliberately final catastrophe, track-ending pressure,
• locked into patterns that fracture your structure, vortex is spoken, the seal gets embedded,
• Nathan Blaze every statement gets etched in mathematical madness, tactical patterns,
• graphical stats with mechanical accuracy, chains of events rearrange the names,
• heat in the speech leaves the whole scene transformed.
• major-league cadence, L.S.D. language, weak minds shake when the frequency changes,
• praying for peace while the phrases invade it, dreams get dismantled through intricate cadence.
• patiently painting the fate of a phrase, hatred and heat in the weight of the cadence,
• every component compressed into statements, pressure gets measured through technical placement.
• more lines in a round than a map has locations, crackin the codes through elaborate equations,
• flashin strobe patterns, accelerating phases, cooking the squares while the gasket gets wasted.
• Hurricane syntax, severe in the sequence,
• Action-Jackson cadence with tactical precision,
• career gets loosened, the framework gets shaken,
• words rise above every caption you’re making.
• Great Nate off the chain, with the aim getting sharper,
• brain-wave behavior gets stranger and darker,
• relentless rhetoric, critics get fractured,
• Gotham-like plotting with intricate chapters.
• No restart, no reset, no rescue procedure,
• no second chance when the pressure consumes you,
• vortex completely sealed through the sequence,
• I leave the whole system speechless.