Rashad Sun - Championship Status

Next up, I believe that's me
Still know knowledge is king
I'm the new Moe Dee
The 1 man symphony
Thadd Ross is Marley
I'm Kane and Craig G
I'm Ace and Kool G
I'm Biggie in a coogie
Nas writing in the margin of his loose leaf
I'm a Mike Tyson 2 piece
I'm canibus on a beast from the east
On the rise to get bread
I'm like yeast in these streets
U weak at the knees
Coco. Taj and LeLee
Fulfill prophecy when I drop my cd
The coming of Mahdi
Rashad muhammad Ali
Illaillallah
Allah u Akbar
All praise to the God
Cuz when I wrote these barz
I was staring at the stars
In the eyes of Kamaal
One for all
All for one
Category 5, hurricane Rashad Sun
The champ

Feed me beats like I'm Elliot, zeke
Then I stomp thru my comp
I got elephant feet
With my elegant speech
I reach celebrant feats
On the top of Mount Everest
Fighting against the elements
Regardless of what the weather is
Make it rain hail snow & earthquake, I'm what the weather is
Whether it's
Boom Bap or deep shit
You waste high in The Help pie
That's deep shit
But peep this
I ain't with the sneak diss
I'll call your name
Your domain
And what street u live
Then run up on u
Send u shots to warn u
If u don't get it
Then what I spitted, will harm u
Then ur whole world will darken
Perfect candidate for handicapped parking
I'm sparking thoughts
With like 2000 volts
Of electric current
Hope u got Life insurance
The champ

I ain't lost a round yet
I'm mayweather putting paws on ur pet
Swish it's all net
Grand slam top deck
Crowd clapping
Know it like Bo Jackson
Rapping, it's time for action
Reggie Noble with vocals
Now I'm global
U local
Kinda Def
And u so so
Im john Lennon
U oko
Put a stop to your promo
Snap a shot of my middle finger up in ur photo
That's so arrogate
But yet imaginative
The narrative, bust at crooked cops like Larry did
Then walk up outta jail like Barry did
Then get re-elected
What the fuck u expected
The Peoples champ
So I could & u can't
I over do it
I'll use a ruger to kill a ant
I'll drive a bulldozer To dig up a plant
Run a hundred yards, full speed to catch a slant
The Champ

Written by:
Rashad Sun, Rayvon Wilson

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