DEFENDER'S RAP

• Really? You challenged me?
• I can't even see what you wrote me.
• But I know you can write, so the score might be a little tight.
• I'm tryna bring my game to a new height,
• and I'll do it despite the fact that I'm white.
• I don't know if you're dissing, or if anyone's gonna be listening.
• I think a read a max of 64 lines, so someone close the blinds,
• a couple of unnamed masterminds tryna find out who's the best,
• All these rap battles they're just a test, and we're all blessed.
• But what if I'm just rapping because I'm stressed,
• Musically obsessed, mentally depressed, with voices
• in my head like I'm fucking possessed. Let me ask you something.
• Is this what you want to invest the rest of your time in?
• Or are you just doing this, because you want to chime in?
• I'm glad I'm not rapping to myself no more. I got other artists.
• Everyone's tryna be the hardest, seeing who can go the farthest.
• People say the Minion will never blow up,
• But I've been here for like a few hours and this is my second battle.
• You can bet that if someone's weak, I'm gonna tell 'em to skedaddle.
• I really hate the fact that people can't rap about what shit really is,
• They all wanna be thugs, they all wanna do drugs, but in the end they just get squashed, like bugs.
• Hardly anyone is real anymore, we saw that in my last battle.
• No one raps about what really goes on.
• You got a gun? Fun! I won't fucking run.
• I've seen 'em too much, I could give no fucks.
• When you're "About that life." You gotta be real.
• 'Cause niggas out here, they lie and steal.
• Niggas out here, we have to fight for our next meal.
• How the fuck do you think being hungry feel?
• Why the fuck you think I started rapping.
• I needed an outlet, something to get me out my head.
• Before I remember something someone said,
• and try to beat them till they face is bloody red.
• I go crazy, I see black. I get all jittery, Like I'm on crack.
• I'm jumpy, watch out, I'll attack. I'm hungry, I'll cut you for a big mac.
• I know what I say might seem like it ain't that real, cause I'm from a small town,
• An I act goofy, like a fuckin' clown. But I'm tellin' you, here I got a crown.
• Gang life, rap sound, gettin' beat to the fuckin' ground. All because my ass was always lost, never foun
• .Turned to writing lyrics, after a battle with addiction. On probation, with too many restrictions,
• Half tempted to leave, so I can stable out,
• Homies think I'm fallin' off, they like what's that about?
• I'm up in my head, I wanna scream and shout.
• My brain is chaotic, your brain, it's idiotic.
• I still don't know what you wrote about, so I'll say just stop it.
• But I guess I'm the best-dressed, hello judges! Are you impressed?
• Is killing people a viable option, it is in my opinion.
• I said it already, I'll say it again, I'm the motherfucking MINION.
• I treat this shit like I'm a kingpin
• All my words come from within
• Not a damn thing in this life was I just given.
• I just hafta aim my sights with precision
• Keep workin' on my goals, stay away from them loopholes
• Treat this rap shit like a religion,
• and never give a fuck about the haters, they just fuckin' assholes.
• I hope you got something nice man, cause I'm writing straight to 64 lines.
• Hopefully this shit will make the headlines, and leave your shit on the sidelines.
• You know how much I wanna put into this? A lifetime.
• I dropped crime for this shit, sittin' in my room writin' raps like I'm working overtime.
• You askin' how I'm doin' I'm just dandy, Careful, I'm young but your bitch might call me Daddy.
• I'll break her down, make her nasty. Actually, she probably sweeter than candy.
• I've devoted the whole damn day to this shit, spending time with my girl after an shit.
• I think that I spit, like the man they used to call Rabbit.
• One of these days, I'll hear my name all over the planet.
• But I'm at 64, I got my jacket it's time to go. See 'ya later bro.