DEFENDER'S RAP

• I'm a mythological legend that threatened a reverend
• To deathen with a weapon, like I'm a rap veteran
• Sending fags to heaven, death with full intention
• Mac eleven twenty-four seven, set to deathen
• When I say fuck yall faggots, I'm holding back back, maggots
• Bam with that beat, and I'm bam with metal clink
• Fire off two, leave you bleeding out on a metal sink
• I show no remorse, like I'm a pirates black horse
• Moving force like a black Porsche, matt black doors, metallic click clack
• To jack a fucker's knick knacks, I'm straight relax, dippin dabbin weed wax
• Till my lungs collapse, then its back to relapse when I refract the weed and stacks
• In my vicious visions, with my hustler's ambitions,
• Sent directly from premonitions, I see nights with the morticians
• And if I had a trigger for depression, I wouldn't be standing here with a gift and lesson
• Whether its a session of a playtime with a smith and Wesson, your life force I threaten
• Whether its wet the bed, or your brain left the head, bitch you're better off left for dead