DEFENDER'S RAP

• I got a vibrator on my sideboard so what does that tell you cunt, whore, no more am I on that shit dawg for
• I forgot to nail a faggots foot to the floorboard of my porch at the door to my torture chamber that is lit via torches
• and weed, my rhymes are like the light source there scorching, these rhymes I'm hoarding till I mess up, want to get a
• bottle of pop till I pop then blast off with Michael Jackson and Elton John to kill off Justin beaver with a single named:
• stop smoking the reefer, I can’t stand racism dawg and forever it’s on if you don’t change your racist ways Wayne cuz
• I changed my old ways for the better you get me ill batter any racist in the face with a 17 inch razor blade, my best friend
• is mixed raced, there awesome like my mix tape you get what I'm saying, bitch I ain't playing, this shit again I ain’t laying,
• as you lay there be afraid of my lyrical abilities you’re about to have an epiphany dad I'm back after the solvents, nah you’re
• too whack to be inserted on this track, fuck it I’ll even diss my Nan, yeah how’s that for a plan, I'm crazy like shady the only
• difference is SERPINE is the man, fuck a Ferrari I prefer a mazzerati pizza with a Sophia may feature my mind is an un-rested
• creature, D-jukes’ lyrical content compared to mine couldn’t be weaker, your mirror rests in pieces you ugly mug, glass, plate,
• bowls cutlery your fucked, because even the plastic surgeon couldn’t fix you up, I'm like an Alabaman I get fucked then drunk,
• hitched before I fucking hick up or lift a forklift truck off of my nuts, balls of steel, your just a fuck up, I could knock superman out with one punch, back to the prom,
• I spiked the punch with a football until I got punched up, then I fucked the attacker up the ass with a banana wrapped up in a bandanna
• moral of the story, don't fuck with me punk