DEFENDER'S RAP

• This Aborigine's average when he's compared to me/
• I'm using blasters on savage, some real tech-ala-g/technology/
• Harass this native, rehash the days of the colonies/
• To destroy every Hill Top Hoods, typ'a wanna be/
• Your punches are fucking listless, leave listeners limp wristed/
• From clicking convoluted explanations, "Here's why I did this!"/
• Tell wife and kidlets, grab your ankles, I'm coming hard/
• To push that bar like your angles, way too fucking far/
• He'll annotate every line, it reads soft, reachy, reckless/
• I mean the hardest part of you bars, is understanding the reference/
• You wanted a masterful battle, but you set in back with your troops/
• Im in the Frontier / Front tier of war, Dropping these tactical nukes/
• I'm Sun Tzu, Rearrange it, Sunz Tu/Sons Two/
• Favorites in both competitions, so who are you?/
• RooFucker who's riding my dick, ask for advice on your shit/
• Handed you blueprint to win, still showed up personal-less/
• Wait, one more bone to pick, seems in every song you spit/
• you're cleaning out your closet, got us wondering who's thong this is/
• I'll get you brother Peter, to put you back in your place/
• From down unda' these nuts, to a Spiderman in the face/
• It's done C? Catch this dick, That's a done D/Dundee/
• Take a long walk about off a short pier/short peer, we're done B/