Fiyablasta - New Challenger lyrics

Verse 1: The name's Fiyablasta, got it memorized? The abstract king is about to give you oblivion Giving you vivid lyrics of written k**ings by spilling The ink on the ceiling like villains who dig gore, right Take a sec to dissect as I digress That I inject with the technique Of the phlebotomist, you got the gist? The thought is this: There will be blood as if he had the tech gotten pissed and spotted a crip And he murders these verses It's sure this person terms it As a handicap match because many can't catch How he's handing back slaps while strapping a backpack This is for the books so I call it the body bag Leaving more people wrapped up than Saudi has Got them all disgusted like I gave them a snotty rag And still say I operate smoother than a Sade track You guys sound like the shoddy shack I mash them for the mansion; he brought it back To when hip hop was the game you compete in Like what Nintendo did to Super Smash But I don't care who's on the roster I'm calling ya'll out like youse the imposter Deal with it like Callie, I keep it hot in Topeka So rip off artists are just Bloo at The Fosters Cause Chorus: Here comes a new challenger (4x) The proverbial dragon came back for some action Cause the people's been asking what the game has been lacking Here comes the new challenger So emcees get your talent up Verse 2: Why must I build you up to the sk** I'd rather drill this hotness into your head like a sk**et But that would traumatize your lil' head to be blunt I home run derby; just want base, then he bunts You turn up then he punts While I just score bored of battling these weak chumps Now you see he got game like Jesus Know what's in it like EA's RapGenius Hip Hop is my genus, lyricist is my species They say we're endangered, but I disagree we're conserved by the shares and the retweets They request that I Make it out Alive cause they need me So I told them to Run the Jewels Back to have Logic Under Pressure and the Shady Crew sounding Chief Keef Bang Bang, shots fired like Made You Look And I ain't busting for a major look But they think it's a joke when I'm dogging one hit wonders So I aim at greater danes to cook Now can you smell me? I can't leave a stone unturned in this search For an opponent with something they can tell me Hah! Like Kanye back in the day Without the paper Kim K. tried to sell me I'll break the web like an enemy of Peter Parker Going harder than K. Lamar; eat your heart out If you're fixing to get in my dinner then shout Leave no leftovers, the bones go to the grouch No need to keep it street to stay on top like sesame Just chef them with cuisine the ingredients in the recipe Even Ramsey would say I'm a master If we go by the bar, you lightweights would be plastered But Chorus Verse 3: I should of warned you, this warrior is gon' destroy these foes Thinking I'm inexperienced, but the thing is that theory has Got me on a Scott Pilgramage and you're the native souls You see you exes must exit or I'll posses your home Cause when my song hits your Plymouth's speakers You know in the end I'm winning the bouquet you're getting reserved my soles No way, now way! They protest, but I'm guessing They ain't checking their history so repetitive lives Gon' stay the same! Don't think I'm a threat And you'll be in the next people vexed they ain't in the best 5 Until they say young man! You're barred From bringing bars, barbarian. You're basically Babar Barricade his barrage of BB's! But if I'm armed I'm B.A. Baracus busting bullets of the AR B-A-B with the A-R? Guess that does make me the elephant in the room You're dealing with the Abstract King Truthfully, I don't get why you think you could duel Cause cowboy if we quick draw, we couldn't get draw I'm scalene with no equal A major heavyweight about the raise the stakes By climbing up to say, "Come at me, bro!" Cause Chorus