DEFENDER'S RAP

• I was told I had skill to write poecy
• But then I realized I was in the 21 century
• So I switched stanzas for bars
• Left the pen for a microphone
• Siting all alone on top of my throne.
• But yet I'm still unknown
• I'm a decent MC as you can see...
• But I lack the flow that could steal a show
• I try and try my best
• I don't know whats wrong with me
• All they rhymes I've wrote yet I earned no respect
• People say I'm wack.. they say my bars ain't dope
• Maybe theyre just on dope
• But what they say has made me think enough to grab a rope
• But I'm not talking suicide... I'm talking homicide
• It's made me think to use that rope to hang them by their petty necks
• Anger me and youll be next
• This ain't a warning it's a promise
• Call my rhymes trash and what not
• But let's be honest
• You could never ever dream to put words together like me
• So please dont call me wack no just don't PLEASE DO NOT
• I fought many battles in the past I was too nice
• But I said that was the past now I'll be raw and uncut
• You will know what brunt force is
• And no I ain't combining forces with no one
• Cause I'm all alone....