DEFENDER'S RAP

• Looks like I been step to by my nephew's nephew
• And he still conceptual so there ain't shit for me to rep to
• One Eighty-Seven in this bitch with a nine I'm in heaven
• and I'll find time I'll drink your blood and snap your neck too: dead person
• This shit ain't even consensual, I got this petrol but you spent fuel
• I sent for centaur but you half lil bitch, half bent whore, high not hoarse, fool
• I die hard like a suicidal porn star, I try hard, ride a unicycle like a sports car
• You cry hard while I make a bite mark on your bitch swear on the bible she ride hard
• Mother fucker don't start, I got a black heart, I'm in a palace you in a scrap yard
• Smother ya brother - no mark, crime was the bank card, I'm a wild card stanzas are that hard
• I fantasise: it's classified infanticide when I take a knife and jam it in your side
• Nowhere to hide when I seek you, I look and I find then I rise and I drive when I slam this ham in your mind
• Sixteen lines can't contain me, fifteen vines can't constrain me, bitch, stop tryna die cause you ain't me
• I'll take thee and these pristine rhymes can cause pain, see? I kick the brain then you're slain, B.
• I'm insane like Hussain became an emcee, like Dempsey hung up the gun and tried the mic, G
• You little dick bitch I'm a switch hitter, no Gary Glitter come fuck with me again when you got a bit of pitch and your balls get bigger