CHALLENGER'S RAP

• Where's the issue? / Better yet love, how do I solve it? /
• How can I convince you? / I'll go from here to the other side of the Earth, /
• Just to prove to you that I miss you... / Just to promise... / That I will always love you... /
• Regardless of the pain that you've caused, /
• That will never make what I feel for you metamorph unto false... /
• To a lost cause like me, /Trying to chance on my last limb, /
• I guess the message wasn't registered; /Even after I whispered to you this hymn.../
• "I love you baby girl forever and always /
• A thousand more men have / Called you beautiful before, /
• But the feelings felt my way? ... / were they human enough
• /To truthfully adorn? /
• To treat you how you deserve? / I let you know in advance, /
• Fucking love, / This shit hurts... / Calling in the middle of the night /
• It's enough to make a nigga feel destroyed; /
• Listening to the dial tone followed by your voice... /
• First, Second and Third... /Damn, bitch... /That's not nice. /
• Your going to invite me over, / To see your face
• Like I'm paying a price /
• Throwing picture perfect/ pitcher curves,/
• Swerving on me, / I lose my composure / then I crash like always... /
• Forever and Always? / I guess it was too far away... /
• Shes already got all my shit packed, / Even a bowl packed
• To smoke, puff puff then time passes /
• / I'm at her house sitting on her couch
• Feeling the pain. / and other substances in my vains /
• Without a word of mouth; / She comes up to me and starts moving down south. /
• I'm feeling her curves, / Hoping to smash and fix this mess till /
• She said it was over. / I had already knew what was next. /
• Fuck, Love, and Sex... / She's up against the wall breathing hard, /
• As she preceeds to hop on... / Rushing to her room to screw up the bed set. /
• I smash, dash, hit it and quit it... / Like it's my last time in it. /
• I know I'm in trouble hoping her mother doesn't come home /
• Mmm, / It's been so long that her pussy cat has a bit of a stubble. /
• Thinking that this was the end of all our troubles, /
• Still at her house sitting on her couch, / chica hops on top of my lap /
• Wraps her arms around me tight and lets out a cry /
• Even though not wanting to let go, / Never wanting to say our goodbyes /
• We said our byes. / With runny noses and red eyes /
• She so real; closed her eyes, / sighs / As I'm heading for my exit, /
• Girly was so real / She gave a nigga dap... / Then I left ... /
• Faithless in April, / while she stood peering at me from the back... /
• Damn...