Challengers
battles on, time to go in
killin all yall, wit my pen
my flow, it don't stop
locked up, like fort knox
you got wack flows, you need to quit
there sub-par, inadequate
my ****, refined
your ****, still behind
anything you can do, i can do better
cause your slow, and im clever
this battle rap, posted up
chalengers? throw it up
Copyright © Aunna Jones | Year Posted 2017
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