DEFENDER'S RAP

• I'm lyrically gifted, shit it isn't even Christmas,
• All my tracks go explicit, fuckin' funny, now isn't it?
• Now I hate being hesitant, ZyloSylo messed with shit,
• I'll start acceleratin', till I'm back on top of biz,
• So the Battle Champions list, I belong on top of it,
• Everyday practicin', buildin' up my leadership,
• Iceberg to Titanic, mine and rap's relationship,
• My words are filled with havoc, keep 'em in a cabinet,
• When I need it, go grab it, then battle with it and win,
• If an event was rappin', my room would be platinum,
• From all of the medals and, awards I'd be receivin',
• Don't mean to be a hypocrite but rappers can suck a dick,
• Because all they ever spit, is shit about taking hits,
• And practice is what they skip, go straight to recordin' shit,
• And after those dreams they'll ditch, they'll go back to nothing big,