DEFENDER'S RAP

• Shylzer's white diapers enlightens the fact that you're a minor rhymer
• I slice writers in cyphers, you're just a tired diner, a biter like vipers
• and spiders that try to sniper saliva acquiring stripers
• like liners and tigers, I strike with the bikers and drivers
• and fire like fighters, every line burns, I advise you turn of the timer
• I'm higher by standards, The creator of Tyler
• Wise lines shine like Einsteins mind brighter
• than what's required, you're shit's wired like Alzheimer's
• People who forget the truth, are still called liars
• Remember that i'm better with the letters and lectures
• But let me lessen the pressure, but just still threaten with terror
• I'll sever your head like a leopard's treasure, for pleasure
• Measure your temperature leisured
• before the rigor mortis stiffens corpse
• which the trigger force hit, then dig a short pit
• My shit is morbid, sure sick, forfeit
• gore drips from dead bodies I wipe the floor with
• Torn bits of scorn whipped with sore lips
• that mourn "quit", before I snore it with the 4 fifth
• Scorch lit, superb gunning, bird hunting, just some sport shit.