DEFENDER'S RAP

• Aight dawg its on sick songs are gone and left with me you are, line one
• already solid rhymes like I was committing a crime rapping to grime, one
• thing you don't want to challenge me, ayke? my mic is fire never to retire
• my car tyre im tired but wired like the coke supplier to kill the traitors with
• bomb's and pliers implying the ply wood sound of my head tonight, oh and that
• last line was stolen like my 'I keep walking the line' my heart is ice ill cut you
• up like rice at a sacrifice im nice twice lice slice price no im not going to apologies
• tonight spite im quite a fright I bite life with a fight because im sly and I have bed bugs
• trying to drink my blood at night but I bounced around to get rid of a crowd I am
• a rap king bitch so that thing on your head you call a do rag is my crown im
• a boss at touchdown I my home town a person the version im still a virgin im thin
• chin winch wench lynch pins orange that got my four inch door hinge outta storage