DEFENDER'S RAP

• Question after question, keep you guessing like you're testing
• Who is this man progressing by his musical depression
• I'm a saint with a sinny side, a soup with a super spice
• My mood is on the sunny side, like breakfast cookin' eggs right
• Keep your legs tight, they them girls I like
• ill words instilled with delight they them rhymes I write
• This ain't no dog fight but I'll still make you my bitch
• Look alive pup, you can call me Michael Vick
• You won't be lookin' that way long while my wallet gits thick
• FitBits all up my arm on some mafioso bullshit
• Nimwits like you wit' skulls so thick you can't even fit on my shit-list
• Witness this illness, watchin' you grimace as I finish my business
• Time to wrap this up bitch you're a shitty gift on Christmas
• To you folk skimming through this I apologize for the grimness
• Kid got straight murdered, and you're the prime witness
• But I slay with swiftness, samurai-like quickness
• It was written in my notepad, so you can kiss my whole ass with your half-ass disses
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