DEFENDER'S RAP

• Your demise has been planned long before your birth
• I've put you in a coffin in our last battle and now I'm covering it with dirt
• you still breathing after my lyrics diagnosed you with a dead brain and a weak heart
• Words coming out my mouth are considered monumental and street art
• I'll break in your crib and point the 12 gauge right under your chin
• You came clean but still took the hit like an unrecovered fiend
• I've killed you and if I have to do it again, I might do it differently
• Take out the machete and take off your arms, I'm disarming you literally
• In our last war, I've taken your life away and I took the battle flag
• You were bodied, now I'm putting your body bag in a body bag
• No one can touch me when I'm locked in in the battle zone
• You getting beat down while you trying to reach the ruler's throne
• Bring out the piece and load up the clips
• When we get to your crib, you'll kiss the ratchet like meek mill's lips
• You can't dethrone me no matter how many rhymes you spit or write
• All the barking is no good, if you can't hit or bite
• I'll take you in a ride through the mind of a prophet sent down to spread knowledge
• I'm schooling you so much that you might as well have enrolled in college
• I spit venom and break down my opponents in each and every verse
• When the drama is on, my Barretta the first to burst
• At this point of time, your tombstone is already carved and placed
• They can't find the murderer as he left no trail and he can't be traced