DEFENDER'S RAP

• You dare to wake a dragon?
• I'll be dragging you faggots to the back of the canyon,
• nuclear fission dividing these fuckboy factions
• into fractions in a matter of seconds.
• My absence was not a lack of action nor complacency.
• I'm cocking back the bronson leaving you with a case of pregnancy.
• Mashing your brain matter in Charlie Manson's mansion,
• leaving your asses stomped out with the ashes, I'm a box logo bastard.
• Sent me a blind battle request, quite frankly I'm flattered,
• that you picked me, to leave your buggin' ego flattened.
• Slung ya corpse over my left shoulder, sat it on the satin,
• you should've known that I haven't been actin', name's God in Latin.
• Making shit happen with the patent, defined my flow, fuck rappin'.
• Putting you punks in ya caskets, putting the dunk in the basket.
• Keep talkin, all I hear's quackin, shots ring out, fucking ducking faggots