DEFENDER'S RAP

• Green in,
• Looks like I got a friend request from little RoyalRhymes,
• Yo, this isn't about the lyrical genius, I get that all the time,
• Step in line, bitch, follow the rest of the sheep into the slaughterhouse,
• My brain's fucking ripped, I can't be out-quipped, I'll lyrically butcher these MC cows,
• Step off the podium, you're whacked up on opium if you think I'll ever give in,
• I always find equilibrium, my rhymes yeah they hit like a truck, Green Breeze he always wins,
• Chopping up the beats with a flow that's getting too fucking serious,
• Rapping about all my problems in life, making myself delirious,
• There's no one else that's on par, not one equal bar,
• My words and my mind are what makes me the boss,
• Tell me one other guy who can do it like breeze,
• two blunts, ten shots, yo I got shaky knees,
• Class next day, not even slightly afraid,
• I can pass anything without the slightest delay,
• Yo, guess that's what life gives you when you're as genius as this,
• Straight insulting humanity, always sneaking a diss,
• See, I cannot be stopped, my rhymes are all tops,
• Never squeal when they squeeze, don't say shit to the cops,
• Maybe I roll a little too hard, but It's never touching these bars,
• Shorties don't forget that I get head even when it isn't in my car,
• Turning Blue like I'm dream, skimming the top like I'm cream,
• Yo you shouldn't have messed with the best now I'll be making you green,
• Like that absinthe you be sippin if you think I'd be quittin
• I'll never be stopping cause the rhymes be like shooting all them
• Fish in a barrel, thirty clip silent barrel,
• call me forever 21 cause I be dead in their apparel,
• The streets are what took me, my enemies never shook me,
• Never got taken downtown, cops never booked me,
• Enemy of the state, won't let me past the front gate,
• Tour the white house, yo looks like I'll have to wait,
• Used to push all the shit, never wanted to quit,
• Never told my poor mama, man, her heart would have quit,
• I'm this fucking raw, you won't climb out of my maw,
• Call me fucking sarlacc pit cause Imma make you dissolve,
• Now you best go and be ghost, or your career will be toast,
• Never took off cause you got in my line of sight for a roast,
• Now take ya lil fake shit and back the fuck away from me,
• I've got nothing to prove, I already know nothing can step to green,
• I'm a category six, threat to the world fucking climate,
• Maybe the only reason I'm not in charge is cause homies all wanna hide it,
• Yo, maybe at one time this shit coulda been a draw,
• But next to me, anyone looks like a fucking neanderthal,
• So, you knuckle dragging, w-w-words are still lagging,
• Go shit in your hand and look at your own life again,
• I never hit the mic if I don't intend on going lethal ham,
• Carve out a roast so tasty it'll have ya plumped up, nice and fat,
• That way I can eat you for the calorie count, another MC going into my mouth
• Don't hold onto hope cause he ain't coming out,
• digested and shit out like a pussy lil hand-me-down,
• Tell me how big a drain look when you know that you are hell bound,
• Flushed down the toilet and into the sewer, currently lost and not to be found,
• But you be lost in the future alongside this present,
• Cause this battle was over from the beginning, that shit is self evident,
• So if anyone else wants to get chewed up and spit out by a brother like a Donner,
• Just remember, I'll pour lyrical acid straight into your brain and you can call me Jeffry Dahmer
• Breeze out