DEFENDER'S RAP

• it seems like yesterday when i was in elementary,
• but today im on my way straight to the state penitentiary,
• im so bad i have my own documentary,
• im a killa, fuck the pedophilia, do i look like a street nigga,
• my gang so big we look like the state militia,
• fuckin up bitches like an angry gorilla, scaring asians like godzilla,
• my life is a mystery, bitches call me an enigma, hoes wanna taste my vanilla,
• i cant give it to em cuz the only ass i get is when the soap is dropped,
• i guess i shouldnt have popped the cop,
• now im behind bars around people with minds, worse then mine,
• i commited a crime now im prison trying to rhyme,
• writin each song on the wall,
• my writing is looking a bit like hieroglyphics lookin fuckin egyptian,
• the warden wouldnt even give me a pen and paper,
• later, when i get out, ill be gettin the death sentence,
• cuz the warden will be face down somewhere far from town,
• my mind is blown this place, is separated by race,
• im all alone, because of my skin tone,
• if i live to see daylight from the outside,
• then im headin straight for the westside,
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