Winners Anthem

["demand attention with a addicting interlude & 1st verse"] Listen the mission im giving them is a vision of winning this competition by dissin and spitten these simple yet sharp with precision the darker decisions of invincible commissions in divisions of hundreds and fifties somebody will get it and become rap fames next hitter the kicker is hittin the words that were written god giving the winner a bigger dick a bigger check and a thick neck laced with ice bracelets dancin flashin in fashion glint blind my eye sight just right i that i wanna get on a mic and rip shit heavy weight slim light right jab to yo wind pipe left uppercut just before the bell strikes and dude lights out eye swell shut from my fuckin punch no fuckin way hes gettin up back on the mat going black panic attack as he gasps for last pass of oxgygen hes winded and spinning blood surely dripping its leakin from his gash that i slashed with a bash hurt his ass real bad had he crashed and his past came to haunt his fuckin ass as his life fuckin flashed n the cash was in my grasp as they clapped and i danced and laughed with beat of the day as it lays on the floor nothing more i adore how u bore me and annoy me to the point im awarded the prize im a pro im the star of the show just look in my eyes theres no denying the lies that are compiling And filing up you are whining wtf im corrupt in my cup is gry gin and sprite combining to make an enticing drink just lion trying to eat every rapper up