Jesse Howard - Challengers lyrics

5 minutes to flush I'm writing out

Yo challengers blow up fuck ya homeostasis
I break cats backs flatten ya'll "splat"
Flat like flap jacks and
No mike jackson thriller
It's iller than nilla colored scraps
When my raps spat

Hey Silla they tracks whack I'm gorilla
And mad as a midnight dracula
At college feeling a spatula at mcdonald's
Wheelin a acura paying back
His fafsa son dank smoking and wang
Chokin like frank ocean when
Flanks scopin the thang close when
They take notes of it
Like Fatlip probably thinking I was gay

Nah ya hopin
Don't, ya wang scopin i'm not
So stay hopin you got it

I create jokes when I'm sayin i'm
Gay probin so stop it hey I'm jokin
Say "hold on! That's ignorance in
General to the game spoken
Thinkin bout genitals to bring hopes
To the latest focus!"

Nope slang's potent like Big l
Spray and coat with Ebonics smokin chronic
Sonnets thoughts of trains broken
The dame's hoeing
Bonnets dropped to hang low with

A troublemaker
Who gets his stuff stolen and shit hacked
To use Karma to get cats
Break 'em like Kit-Kats

A troublemaker
Who gets his stuff stolen and shit hacked
To use Karma to get cats
Break 'em like Kit-Kats

Hard or Soft

I'm pissed off and cold like ice cubes
But roll like Ice Cube Spillin
Killing the feelings
When I kick it in the real
I might choose to deal with a steel arm on a
Wheel with a vice proven

Drill with a skill armed with
Steel to fight you
I am what I eat a meal I bite you
You feel? invite you
My mic's spoon fuckin eat

The game is fucked up
You'll get Da shit In a State of Emergency
Life flights flu and I'll get
You to stop rustling mics
You tussling quite rude and the mic slices

Hustle at night
True and I'm fuckin tuckin a knife doing it
Here's some advice dudes stop juggling mics
You'll be peeled away with the
Feel of it's nights dude

Like flies under my shoes groove skid
Twice ruin ya life dude
Crumble your hard image and splice
Spewing thugs cry too
And with heart to slice you in shoes fly

I'm shoeing
Yea, in the woods with an old pickup
Wheeling my bike dude or ATV
Feeling my plight cue in
Real with a nice groove
No I don't like you wouldn't recite you

It's organized confusion
Like wearing red or blue
And tricking it's meaning
I don't do it for posse's I
Just do it redeeming the
Values of Thuglife resembling peace and
I gamble in streets

Disassemble TV's with it
Like 10 percent nation mixed with
African and asian with it
Starting out early like Zulu kick this speech
Spittin emcee Emcee

Say my name if you need
If you talkin to me it's J howard peace

And at the end of it
I might have a snowmobile there
I'll just sled off peace