Anonymous Challenger

The Re-Occuring world champion Lord Knowledge, hats off to him/
my ring is the Studio nigga, So let the boxin begin//
If your brittle like bone this ain't the place for you/
build up some muscle tissue before you try and come through//
Introducing The Challenger, Fuck That Niggas name/
You Can Write Poems, Like Shakespear but you ain't gettin no play//
Hamlet had its day, and it ain't today///
Written Poems of my death, you better watch what you say////
Its true this is a battle, but a battle on paper/
We Killed trees for our fight, like the barber killed your taper//
If you wish for my death, and your a nigga of your word/
you better put down the waiter with your first hit
or else your about to be served...served..served.served//