DEFENDER'S RAP

• Listen Beaudirty, or wat ever TF ur muthafuckin name is. /
• I don't even kno who TF u r. Shit, u mite as well b fuckin nameless, /
• but clearly u like say n gay shit, and that's prolly the reason ur relevant. /
• That, and the fact that u manage 2 keep more nut's n ur mouth than an elephant, /
• U also like say n my name. Well that's cool. Cuz ur bitch like's yell n it. /
• She's got "neck" like a pelican, and give's x cellent "brain". She's n tellegent. /
• As well as a fuckin "head" delegate, but ur just fuckin dumb, and simple. /
• Cuz ur the type 2 act like ur not gay by call n me gay 93 different way's, /
• like u didn't grab a fuckin pencil, then fuckin write, and fuckin stencil /
• a diss about me 2 an R, and B slash bump, and fuckin grind n strumental. /
• and I kno n my temple I'm mental, but that's just cuz I got sum undun bolt's, /
• and a few loose screw's, but this faggot has 2 resort 2 gay bar's so much
• that I'm shocked, but not by sum volt's. That this fag wuzn't massacred at Club Pulse. /
• That nite n Florida, and go from B U Dirt 2 b n just sum fuckin mulch. /
• Half the time B U Dirt just sit's, and sulk's. Cuz b tween us he's got the sadder f8. /
• Cuz the other half of the time he hear's my name, get's hard, and fuckin masturb8's, /
• and I kno u have 2 h8 that ur a joke B U Dirt, and I'm sure that the fact
• ur prolly gonna lose 2 sum 1 who sniff's coke's got u aggriv8ed, /
• but that ain't my fuckin fault, so don't blame me. Cuz if u keep on fuckin w me,
• and u end up get n me agit8ed, then I'll leave u fuckin lacer8ed. /
• but I ain't talk n bout a slit throat. Cuz I'll let sum muthafuckin stress off,
• cut ur whole fuckin head off, then leave u fuckin dead dawg, and d capit8ed. /
• Man, when I saw this fag's battle request, I laughed, and w8ed, then procrastin8ed. /
• B 4 I read it. Cuz I wuz slo'd from the cough syrup I po'd, and had tasted. /
• Plus, I wuz blo'd from the dro that I smoked... I wuz thro'd, and half past wasted, /
• but I've never seen sum 1 take LITERALLY 1 word, and x agger8 it /
• as much as B U Dirt did. I mean he had sum personal's, but they were stupid, /
• and they weren't diss's. Cuz they didn't go n e where, or do shit. They were useless. /
• This bitch's a doofus. Cuz say n sum 1's name is as personal as this kyke get's. /
• Cuz the only personal thing's he said were my name, and that I wuz 5'6", /
• but he couldn't think of nothin else 2 say x cept sumthin that wuz fuckin gay, /
• after that, so he just said sum type of fuckin dumb shit like I like dick. /
• Other than that he just spat filler, and he only did that cuz he needed it, /
• but wat's worse is 4 the 1st 30 second's, he said 1 bar, then just repeated it. /
• He also called me a fat fag, and used a hash tag, so I bet he tweeted it. /
• i bet he treated it like gold. Cuz he thought it wuz cold, then deleted it, /
• but not b 4 retweet n it. I bet that he thought that he wuz even sick, /
• but I don't even spit. Cuz I'm, so sick that I yak on track's like I'm sqeemish bitch! /
• Fuck B U Dirt. I'm a defeat em' quick. Like no problem. Cuz he isn't a threat. /
• 2 me. Especially when I grab MC's that disrespect, and grip sum neck's, /
• then fuckin twist, and stretch til' the bitch's neck's, and spinal column's disconnect. /
• Cuz on sum real shit if B U Dirt's dirty, then I'm sumthin u can't dis n fect, /
• so B U Dirt get ur shit correct, or better yet kill urself. Take a peach, /
• slice it up n 2 chunk's, drop those chunk's n 2 a bottle of fuckin bleach, /
• drink it til' u lose ur speech, then if u need 2 pussy chase it w sum gin. /
• God will n u'll die, but if not, then don't b a bitch, and do it again. /
• Cuz I'm tired of u talk n shit about me, and AyJay like u can't stand us. /
• Bitch i sold my soul, so we can't b damaged. At least not me. Cuz "Rege Satanas". /
• U'll never manage 2 fuckin hurt me dude. Much less treat me like a step son. /
• Cuz I fall asleep every nite 2 voice's of evil people scream n red rum, /
• and demon's speak n n dead tongue. Plus my talent, and skill's enormous. Just look. /
• Cuz I can write 64 bar's of pure fire w out use n a thesaurus, or book, /
• but half ur 64's a chorus, or hook. Cuz ur trash. Garbage. Slash retarded, and gay, /
• and start n 2 day. U fuck w me, and I'll have ur faggot ass carted away. /
• Swole n up w open cut's, and open'd up on a fuckin soak n stretcher. /
• Cuz I kill shit, but u can't rap. That's y half ur track sound's like a broke n record, /
• and til' now u ain't faced me. That's y u've died, so many time's, but still won't leave, /
• but I'll kill u 4 good. Cuz no matter wat u say B U Dirt. U don't kno me. /
• Cuz I got punch's that'll knock u off both feet, and have u swallow n ur own teeth, /
• so even tho "our battle ain't a movie", and "I didn't come n blind"... "DON'T BREATHE". /
• Cuz against u I'm a lone tyrant that condone's violence, and own's riot's. /
• Cuz I luv 2 c u hurt. Along w other fag's that take it up the anus, /
• but I just killed u w this, so please join me n a moment of silence. /
• If u will every 1. 4 B U Dirt, or watever his fuckin name is. /