DEFENDER'S RAP

• I keep feeling this vibe/To grab a knife/
• Not to survive/but to take a life/
• wait a minute psych/
• Instead ima pull out a machete/hey shouldnt you be dead already?/
• I know I sound edgy /maybe not so friendly/
• of course I am only twelve/and maybe I do need help/
• but nah ima just keep hell/on my self as bodies lay on the shelf/
• Next to what I call toys, /what you would call boys/
• I lay them next to sex dolls/
• with petrol/I put down a cassete, draw,/
• Five minutes,/I finish,/ my bussiness/
• and pull out fishes,/
• Lay them on the victims/
• Oh the screaming I just love the rythm/
• but lets see this gasoline/test how masculine/
• As I pour it down their asshole clean/hey wait a minute this isnt vaseline/
• oh well im just going to use a lighter/It will make you glow brighter
• actually it sets you on fire/if I put in the pistol it will make your screams higher/
• so I record you as you scream beutifully/Then I listen to it on headphones brutally/
• until my ears bleed out and I jack off cupidly/