CHALLENGER'S RAP

• It's heavy, enter the newest worlds never broken
• Get ready set for the truest words ever spoken,
• The sleepin’ herds have awoken, there’s a hurricane blowin,
• I’m flyin’ I’m growin here I go and I ain’t showin no signs of slowin',
• Decomposin’, erodin' dyin’ or plateauin’
• And knowin’ no matter how hard you’re tryin to stop it,
• When I’m flowin I jump in the cockpit of a boeing and launch it supersonic
• Fuck shootin’ for the stars, I’m bombin' Kepler and a comet
• And in the cargo hold’s demon horns I'm tootin' and ouiji boards made of onyx,
• My army of curse words like a volley of storms wearin' your dead wife's bonnet,
• Four records worthy of awards, some molly and quartz to snort, high on chronic
• Thirty short swords, Fourty four quarts of tonic, I'm iconic,
• Retorts to hordes of worse rappers whose words I brushed off as I launch my rocket,
• You whore's ain't worth my time, thorns In my side, and it warms me inside,
• When this dialogue pours out and I see you try an hide from my lyrical cyanide,
• Try to go home and rewrite, it'd be a miracle if I retire from my empire,
• But knowin’ as long as that fire’s still bright and I’m still fightin’ with my entire tire iron
• The lime light'll never be yours and I’m hypothesizin’,
• You said the shit you spittin' ain’t prewritten?
• Yo bitch ass lyin’ like you ever sixty nining,
• So fools quit tryin’, all rules I’m defying,
• Send you home cryin', here's a tomb now lie inside it
• The school of rap science? Stompin it, conquered it, at the top of this Acropolis the highest,
• I’m a mayan, ain't no stoppin' this apocalypse, insist on defiance?
• Soon you'll be in a sarcophagus while you're still dyin'