CHALLENGER'S RAP

• Man fuck the game that has changed since I came up
• Pop off at the mouth and I'll fucking blow your brains up
• I bring the rain of pain main stay slain the lane that came
• pretending to have fame so come on and get your feign up
• When I'm busting out the bars
• I'm staying fresh like this is zip locky, get cocky
• better buckle up because this shits about to get rocky
• I rep the intricacy of the tongue not for fun but I spit
• with all the seriousness of a gun
• I rumble, and tumble dry low these fuckers like its laundry
• I put in 4 quarters drown em in detergent got dawn, 3 pieces to your face
• it's disgraceful how awful you keep your guard down,
• you laughing on the grass like your a lawn clown
• And all these fake rappers try to say this and say that
• well when I fire off my lyrics this is pay back
• You bitches full of nothing but air like you a lays bag
• and you talking like you got stacks of paper and a maybach
• I'll spike your face up like it's volleyball
• slam dunk your ass in the trash on the trolly fall
• into the disposal unit, I got a proposal you fit
• You can go suck a big fat cock
• or I can shove my foot up your ass inside a thick black sock
• and punch your teeth down your throat in rhythm one two like
• I'm thinking who you dissin on the true mic
• cuz yours is fake though
• and people say their making paper but it's really fake dough
• playing this shit but it's a boring game monotony
• taking over every rappers spot like it's monopoly
• You probably shouldn't ever win
• but you still wish you could've
• but I'm trynna wrap this shit up
• like your parents should've