DEFENDER'S RAP

• (1st Verse) Man I'm coming thru, An knocking all these bitchs.
• Drop them off in ditches, Cross them off my hitlist.
• Everything I say is fucking great, I spit this sick shit.
• Thoughts is on my jock, They Needa hop up off my dick tip.
• Better fuckin quit Or you gonna meet your Fuckin end quick.
• Leave you laying on the ground, Like a emo kid wit slit wrist.
• Stomp ya fucking face in, Like I'm trying do a kick flip.
• That's what you get for fuckin coming with this bitch shit.
• Like I'm mixing Bisquick, Cuz in just making this doe.
• But they faking it though, Man these haters are broke.
• Keep on sniffing in my business, An Im breaking your nose.
• Shit I'm viscous like pit is, Going straight for your throat.
• Hit the haze n I choke, Only stopping when im coughing.
• Want to run up on me, Drop them off in a coffin.
• I'm lost in my thoughts, Trying block all this nonsense.
• they spit it like they live it, But they softer then hopsin.
• They not in my top ten, Well obviously.
• Cuz the Writtens that they spitting, Shit is obsolete.
• They can not compete, I knock them off they feet.
• They ain't never dropped a song, That's half as hot as me.
• Shit Cuz I'm a beast When it coming to the flow.
• I'm Crushing up some dope, They I shove it up my nose.
• When I spit I'm blowing smoke, Like I'm puffing on this dro.
• An I'm Dropping competition, Like they stubbed they fuckin toe.
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• (2nd Verse) Shit I'm finna kill it wit no hook,
• When Saint is spraying flame, These spitters getting so shook.
• But I wipe them off the map, Like dusting the cover of a book.
• Like I spit it in the kitchen, Instrumentals getting cooked.
• These bitchs scared to look, So they hide from me.
• Like it's hide in seek, But ima ride this beat.
• Feeling like im Socrates, Gone on an Odyssey.
• Counting numbers, That would fuck up the economy.
• Like astrology, Cuz in just up in outer space.
• An I'm sipping on this whiskey, Till I'm running out of chase.
• Better get up out my face, Before you end up in the grave.
• I'm just spitting at a faster pace, So I'm just winning the fuckin race.
• Do whatever it takes I ain't stopping my Killin spree
• I been choppin heads off Just like ima gillaten
• I just Killin this shit Cuz I got the ability
• An this beat is getting ateJust like a vanilla bean,
• Shit they ain't real to me, They just got a false persona.
• Goin off up on this song, My Bars is hotter then a sauna.
• These lames is getting ate, Like a plate of moms lasagna.
• Killing all these bitchs, Kinda feel like Jeffry Dohmer.
• Shit I'm counting these Comma's, An just folding these bands.
• Pop up in your driver window, Better show me some hands.
• Popping shots at your vans, Make your hoes ass dance.
• Never heard so much crying From a grown ass man.