DEFENDER'S RAP

• What a dope first line, just something 'bout it,
• That wasn't even a reference to your drug encounters,
• But how could you consider that a personal when,
• There isn't a thing in this world that,
• Y'all had the brains to keep to your fucking self with,
• Four lines and you're dead, if you don't like what I said,
• What would it matter to me if you're a ghost, crying upset,
• With your nose mildly red, overdosed right in your bed,
• You know you did this yourself bro, you were told by all your friends,
• Just stop doing this shit, think about Beck,
• I know it isn't something to make a stink about yet,
• But do you really wanna be known as a crippled crackhead,
• And what happens if you do OD, are you finna rap dead, nah,
• But you're older than me, so I should stop sounding preachy,
• I just hope you're over lighters and I hope it isn't lighters,
• Over the light that my dawg found in Jesus,
• Your diss was as light as my bag when I tossed out your CD's,
• I can't believe I wasted sixteen on this fuck nigga,
• Whose threads get more bumps than a blood blister,
• Thought it was uplifting but if there's gotta be one winner,
• To go home with the gold you know it ain't gon' be Just Silver...