Rappers Challenge, Pt. 3 Tribute

Let's take off for Takeoff okay

The devil is the creeping
He's taking juice from our world
And leaving us here lucid dreaming
Got us losing sleep cuz we living our nightmares
And no he don't fight fair
He takes little peeps
When he knows we ain't looking
And then he pops up with the smoke
He shoots for the stars, it's convenient
Cuz he gets the eyes that he wants, but he also knows that it's easy as E
Just to tweet with a quick RIP and then be
And then just let it rock
Can't even eat breakfast becuz the early bird gets the worm
And damn he works 'round the clock
He's got a plot just to match all of his plots
So he digging deep and he knows;bout the hustle, it's a marathon
To desensitize until it's no biggie and one turns to two
Like it's Biggie and Pac
We have to refuel the juice, stand pat and just stay down
Battle this rap that he's made now
Cuz we swimming in circles, we bait now
He carries the mac just to spray out
Let's battle the piece with the peace, that's a PSA
Before it gets rougher to write this like DMX or BMX
Or my last girl intentions cuz the intent that she on
Could take advantage of weaknesses and leave us X'd

But we all kings like Von deserving of paradise before paradise
In a snakes eyes, up to chance, the roll a pair of dice
So he in disguise as the devil lies in the grass thinking
That we paralyzed but we stay inspired to just keep it G like Coolio
Cuz till end of time legends never die