CHALLENGER'S RAP

• As a kid, I was always told, I should dream big,
• but now I'm dreamin' big and people think I need a therapist,
• So every day I'm self-boostin' up my self-confidence,
• Say I'm too good to NOT achieve accomplishments,
• XYZ do it dirty like a prodigy,
• Come from many different seeds that I implant when I'm on a beat,
• Honestly, causin' havoc constantly, commonly,
• thought to be too big-headed but I murder prophecies,
• Yeah, so imma break every last law,
• Drop the mic like off a tower, smashin' through the asphalt,
• Do to die, suicides occur, when I spew some lines,
• Fuck u, it's i, I'm just tryna pimp some fuckin' butterflies,
• But, that idea's a hella stretch,
• And yoga and pilates were never my best,
• So I gotta find another way to fly over the cookoo's nest,
• to prove my mom wrong when she says my dreams are bigger than my head,
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• So I learned to say fuck school, and focus more on rap,
• Cause when it comes to homework, I don't have the time for that,
• See I'd rather go and increase my chance of graspin' rap
• Than give away my brain away to physics, formulas, and stats,
• Elemental evolution, made the way the cards were dealt,
• But I grew some balls to get my life under my belt,
• Livin' just how I want, like I be on Seinfeld,
• Ego size of a melon, but that ego sure as hell excel,
• Now my visions coming true, damn, That's So Raven,
• Every day my fame be takin' new forms of transformation,
• Fascinated, eyes be wide like opposite of Asian,
• I congratulate myself, soon I'll make it,
• And that isn't just words, nah, actions in rotation,
• Gettin' Bronson on my playlist as I seek my elevation,
• Plan to be signed by the time I fin'ly go through graduation,
• I've got high-ass expectations but my brain ain't too minuscule to take it,
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• Head getting bigger, figures pillars will burn at last,
• Head getting bigger, Jimmy Neutron when my brain blast,
• Intelligence is thicker, picture wiggers with a smart rap,
• Intelligence is bigger, so I lay my brains on the track,
• Phineas Gage, fuck a train,
• Pull up Ces from the ground and bump it Saturday through Sunday,
• and what's a pull up if you can't throw yourself up above the bar?
• I'm beefing hard, muscle turn my songs to seminars,
• It's gettin' to that time where I'm really fuckin' ripe,
• Sproutin' out as I'm feedin' these people what they like,
• My, buzz startin' to fly, imma need some bug repellent,
• Bored of bein' scored, cause every damn time I score elevens,
• Ideas are comin' at me faster than the speed of light,
• Bulbs turnin' on, feelin' Edison-bright,
• My bars sound dope, look the opposite of Helen,
• My, brain so fuckin big, my head look like a motherfuckin' melon,
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• Melon, brain wired down to black thoughts, to the Roots,
• Skin color white, pour some watermelon, fool,
• It's in my blood to wanna love whatever's heavenly and white,
• But my melon-sized ideas open up my eyes melon-wide,
• I learned this shit the hard way, Great Chicago Fire,
• De Facto makin' it's stay in our empire,
• Apollo 11 raise the limits to the moon and higher,
• 4, 8, 15, 16, 23, 42, I'm hardwired,
• Melon, brain wired down to black thoughts, to the Roots,
• Skin color white, pour some watermelon, fool,
• It's in my blood to wanna love whatever's heavenly and white,
• But my melon-sized ideas open up my eyes melon-wide,
• American Dream ain't exactly what it seem to be,
• and the Great Dictator seem to be a dick to me,
• Man-made Instinct unleash my black cherries,
• I be spellin' out my ABC's all the way through them XYZ's,