DEFENDER'S RAP

• You poor little fool, you know I'm undefeated,
• You can't stand their like a stool, your already depleted,
• Your lyrics are like a fetus, Grow up so you can Tweet us,
• When you actually get good lyrics to feed us,
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• This was your fate, now your defeated,
• But don't cry, this was already expected,
• And expectedly, you died Subconsciously,
• You can't think of anything to come back at me,
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• Your rhymes are on crack, your whack as Crazy Jack,
• Get off my back homie, and give me something good to show me,
• Until then just runaway like a bunny,
• Here is your carrot, now go hop to your Mummy,
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• I'm sorry but ts its over, you'll need to recover,
• I know its traumatic, getting beaten by a gangsta,
• Clean up your lyrics before you leave, and throw them in the dumpster,
• Hustle! Hustle! And don't forget to throw yourself in also,