DEFENDER'S RAP

• I'll put your ass down for crippling depression,
• I'm wicked with weapons. Shit, you'll go missing in seconds.
• I'm mystic I'll mention my mission to measure this millimeter
• that's splitting your head and, it's ripping your records,
• Bitch you ain't better than me! I'll split your neck into three.
• use your bones as a necklace, MB is a menace. He's
• reckless, resurrected in less than three days.
• Write on Jesus' page, Wiser than three men,
• Even the streets are amazed.
• Beat in your brain, make it meat on a plate.
• I don't bleed in my veins. It's Fire!
• Throw your G's on the train, Under the front and the back.
• I'll smoke your ass... To be blunt I attack
• The mother fucker to snap, your mother and brother in half.
• I got you sufferin, succotash. Smother and blood your bath.
• with a bludgeoning weapon, if a sucker is stepping.
• I'm punching his head in. til' my knuckles are wet in.
• his blood and his sweat and I'll snuff him in heaven.
• and kill him in hell. Then rush in with weapons
• While still in the cell. You fucking with me,
• get filled with millions of shells. Then pillage your shelves.
• I'm the villain from illadel. You ain't killer Gel'
• Mental's the illest in The Ring, The cat that rebuilt the well.
• The Liquid Swordsmen. Turn your blood orange,
• Make your mother feel like Mrs. McCormick.
• Because her son's death isn't too foreign.
• I'll walk in your house like I got a warrant.
• Start a war with an orphan, Murder your parents
• with no warning. Throw your flow in a coffin.
• Yeah, I do this often. Snatch up your legs while you're walking.
• Just count your losses. You walked in the house of the bosses.
• I tried to sell your organs on the black market.
• But they cost less, then jaw sex
• for PCP for analog tests.
• I'm what your crew's best calls best. Your favorite rapper's favorite rapper.
• Your girl just told you i'm who your son's named after.
• You're a lame rapper who's brain's battered.
• A stain splattered on the same platter
• I serve beef on. Now be warned.
• I murder mother fuckers on the platform I pre-form.
• Better keep my seat warm, While I'm gone,
• I wile on songs, Until your wack tracks files are gone.
• I'm like Ap, Styles Of Beyond, and Celph Titled.
• Mental the Mac 10 Tongue, Cypher Sniper and Hell's Idol.
• I sell vinyl and sell your vitals. When they're still in you.
• You don't know me. Can't tell what the hell I been through.
• Came out of hell, Hindu. doing sign language speaking Latin.
• Ready to flatten your lung passage. When Pun passes the Mac 10.
• You're done bastard. You can't understand my linguistics,
• Warrior of the world. The winner don't get that shit twisted.