Challenger #1: The Chozen 1
Ok The Chozen 1...TERRORISM...Lets go!

I was sleep and awakin by a woman screamin at gun point/
Everyone panickin like the plane goin down S#%*/
Dude had a glock and dude in the back had an ice pick/
I adjusted my sight and saw it was a knife, but it was plastic/
...Now if I could just get to this dude in the back/
But I'm between both these cats, and bullets hurt black/
Plus the fact I ain't built for combat close to the heavens/
Only black dude I know is Passenger 57.... and Jesus/
So I'm gone proceed this/
a little further/
Contemplate how to defeat murder/
The pilot tryin to stay calm told the Co- to hide the black box/
Dude wit the glock disappeared that's when we heard the first shot/ (BLAH)
...People yellin and cryin/
Now I'm thinkin "I could've took the train why the F*#@ am I flyin/
Dude come back talkin about "LISTEN"/
"We crashin into the White House and ain't no-body stoppin my mission"/
"F*#@ That"/
Should've had second thoughts right before the plane left/
Tryin to reach my Final Destination so I'm gon cheat death/
The Gun Goes Off..........

Rhyme by The Chozen 1,
Copyright 2003 All rights reserved.

Challenger #2: MTDAZE
Ok MTDAZE...CONSPIRACY...Lets go!

ILL MURDA THESE CATS LIKE THA LATE GREAT JAM MASTA JAY//
OOPS!.......TODAY THATS A SIN IN HIP-HOP FA ME TA SAY//
R.I.P...P-A-C, JAY, B-I-G...LET US ALL PRAY//
O.K...SHOOT ME TEN TIMES ILL COME BACK...AS THA REAL MAKAVELLI//
HAVE YA RUNNIN LIKE PRE-TEENS AFTA SEEIN' MICHAEL JACK..AN R.KELLY//
WHATS A TERROR CONSPIRACY?BASICALLY A COVER-UP..//
BUT IT AINT NO ERROR OR THEORY..THAT LYRICALLY YOU WILL BE THA RUNNER-UP//
IM TERRORIZIN THESE GUYS..LIKE PLANE FLIGHTS AN TRAIN RIDES//
MY LYRICS FLY LOW AN OFF TRACK WITH THE IMPACT..OF A THOUSAND LIVES//
THIS IS LIKE AMERICA IN WAR REACTIN TO THA FACT//
THAT IF YOU LEAVE MORE WOMEN AN CHILDREN INTACT..THEY WILL STAB YOU IN THA BACK//
IM THA EQUAL OR EQUAVALENT TO ALL YA KNOWN FEARS//
AN ALIEN..A GHOST..THA DEVIL ROLLED INTO ONE..SO SAY YA DAMN PRAYERS//
ILL BEFRIEND AN ENEMY..LIKE A BUSH AN A BIN LADEN//
ILL DRAIN YA BLOOD LIKE OIL..AN SOAK IT IN YA ROOTS OF PICKEN COTTON//
IM BEGINNIN TA SOUND LIKE THA ANT-CHRIST OF BATTLE RAPPIN SO IM STOPPIN//
THIS VERSE IS HISTORY IN HIP-HOPPIN..BEIN SEEN BY ONLY FEW..BUT NOT FORGOTTEN//

Rhyme by MTDAZE,
Copyright 2003 All rights reserved.

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