CHALLENGER'S RAP

• Two cold swords cross paths, when one attacks, both clash
• heating up an blazing till the land turns to ash
• causing fire in the front and then the back
• flames don't wither when lost souls sparks catch
• a sharp edge in the night when its dark, pitch black,
• swing fast even if you aren't first just make sure you are last
• goin home with the sun above my head an the scars that mark my back
• an a blade around my waist i decided on the fighter class
• reppin avid striker slaps with a chain around my chest when i ride
• a man from many lands but he ain't got nothin left
• except to keep a chin held high when he's out tryna survive
• i gotta say i ain't impressed with the way you present your best
• you gotta strive
• better yet i guess i'm set with showin you how its done correct
• don't flee or run from this unless you're prepared for death
• rising through the west through waves of enemies watchin my step
• an my back both blades black fading into these similar similes like
• finishing energies poisoning into me so i'm fishing for remedies
• while swinging relentless and endlessly ain't stoppin til i'm outta breath
• ain't no man with a sword goin finish me til i'm considered dead
• i keep it going so consistently would you just listen to me