DEFENDER'S RAP

• Fucking with me is like a cardinal sin,
• I’ll start with a slaughter of pens with an audible grin,
• Firing with no prior knowledge of the cost of revenge,
• Coming to murder your entire little roster of friends,
• Preach to the choir, dig up their graves just to off them again,
• Steal a penny for their thoughts just to offer them sense
• I’ve been known to strike fear, when I’m coughing or twitch,
• Cause they ain’t never seen nobody with such awful intent,
• You couldn’t kill a mic if you gave it the wrong prescription,
• I make light incisions with blades that take longer stitches,
• You think you seeing limelight, but that’s just what the absinthe did,
• I don’t fuck with bitches like I’m practicing abstinence,
• Go back to high school, find swagfags, and fire twice,
• Steal their Diamond hoodies, and sell em back to them at a higher price,
• My shit the hottest substance known to man, I just fired ice,
• Since Drake don’t write his own shit, it’s safe to say I’m the flyest twice,
• Ego the cannibal, stealing all of your campbell soup,
• Leaving your family starving spitting bars you light a candle to,
• This is the shit the fucking founding fathers wrote preambles to,
• But fuck the first amendment, send me to jail, for this sample loop,
• In honesty, I’m a frequent killer of comedy,
• Writing biographies, feeding Melissa McCarthy broccoli,
• Fuck a fine degree, got masters in pornography,
• Jerking off to gynecology patients and some sodomy,
• Of course I’m joking but humor ain’t a commodity,
• So fuck it I mean every last word, with no apology,
• Coming back to hit it again, no assumption,
• You rappers suck dick with no suction or substance,
• I’m coming after everyone with this poor judgement,
• Until the sirens ring and the cops come in door busting,
• Your shit still weaker than cancer patients,.
• I’ma lance some faces, til I’m advanced in placement,
• Listening to weak trill, written and produced by meek mill,
• Blowing weed still, looking for cheap thrills, taking sheet pills,
• I ain't even sweating I keep it flowing no Ex- Lax,
• You're so full of shit, I should probably call my ex back,
• So this is for the fuck of it, waiting until this check's cashed,
• Cause I've been waiting longer for this than when you had sex last,
• Go ahead and google these rhymes, verses and verbs,
• You'll find nothing, these words just lie cursed to the curve,
• If this cursive lies in a cure than it's only a matter of time,
• My ego's altered, I'm bad for you, duck splatter and flee,
• Tuck your tail, I'm the alpha male, you just general mail,
• Don't get it twisted, still burning up cause my melanin's pale,
• And any enemies up here in general, bail,
• I'm spitting fire for free call it another Texaco sale,