DEFENDER'S RAP

• Man I'll turn this chicken to a ghost, that's a Poultry-Geist
• My flow is nice, I don't clown around, no throwin pies
• I cold snow ya in the dark, that's a Holy Night
• The beat and I coincide, you got Bonny but no Clyde
• Ya, I got more bitches than a breeder
• I say which one when friends ask to meet her
• I seed her like I grew up planting corn in Indiana
• I treat her like I blew up doing porn on many planets
• I take her round the universe, maybe she go bisexual
• Ride her like a tricycle, get all quadriceptical
• In between her thighs, you can count on that
• Then toss ya girl aside, now you can mount on that
• Cuz I'm first choice you're noise you can roll joints I'll Rolls Royce
• Hoes moist, movin more water than Moses
• and the Red Sea, Soaked groin, just took some roses
• on the bed sheets, no toys, only my flow bitch
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• Why no one except static want to battle with Slaxx
• These rappers in their parents attic afraid of my attacks?
• They talk whack smack Slay say no thanks I think I'm done
• That's that, but then he cream Jintel and all these jokers stunned
• Aw man, you good, cuz you accept challenges from newbies
• Yeah, like saying you got laid with help from roofies
• But these groupies tend to swoon, I'm a movie you're a toon
• My booth is my boon to screw goons and induce wounds
• I'll take my movement to the moon, that's a celestial shit
• When I'm back down on earth, nab me some terrestrial clit
• I'm intellectual kid, you young and ineffectual
• I'm incredible, credible, and on point like a decimal
• My height is inaccessible, I'm on a different plane
• You're a plain jane maimed and dazed by this Mark Twain
• Whose slain main players of the rappad game,
• You got that rappade fame at the end of your rope, you're out to hang