DEFENDER'S RAP

• 123, it's easy as I can see, but I can't see, this is a blind battle,
• it must be the lack of pigment from the nose to the bleach spots,
• a zombie like thriller, except its realer and vehicles can handle axles,
• but the dirty pigs keep on rollin' picture me in a bait car stolen, dodging shots,
• suddenly i'm covered in mud, slippin' and trippin', cause the canine's sniffin' my sack,
• full of blood, --eye! mean bud, and the criminals nailed me from behind,
• play that back,--when they were rollin' n mud and caught my bag with a nug, wack!
• Play with my rights and I'll call in the killstreak with an enemy hind.
• I hope you can find where I really hid my stash,
• Wrapped in a lunchbox then, put it in the bottom of the trash, it was cached...
• Since I didn't really have a nice dream, I'll take shots of your face,
• while splashing alcohol wipes you clear the buzz-er beater breaking the glass upon the place.
• BEAT IT, like your pinky and the brain, riding the Backyardigan's caboose on the end of his train,
• why don't I have any of my grains, I think since the decision I choose to put it on my frame.
• Drain my energy and enlighten the way that I play, I don't think I should of gone to school today.
• Rick and Morty, who picked this ShorT? I've already watched the moonwalk in a sway,
• Those hips don't lie like Shakira's tight thighs, better before you pick up this game
• at the store, you thot you dirty whore! Better knot, get caught, by the rope and hope your shame,
• does not raise their voice at you, like at the top of the pitch, you should of thought this through
• But if it helps take off your shoes, after a hard days of work coming home to the news,
• relax and kickback your legs on the recliner, gulp the booze and wake up to hit the snooze,
• you lose memories and cells are just a holster for your gun,
• once your out the colt. 45 can ride you 'til you bust for fun,
• and this free spirit won't come back when your down,
• because the stallion, black beauty, and horseshoes already maid back to town,
• will smith, because its a wild west, from actors to dancing with the stars,
• I wannabe like Mike, because my daddy told me to stay away from people puffin' on cigars.
• Michael Vick couldn't spot a pound so he decided to throw a pass from the front to his backyard