DEFENDER'S RAP

• I’ve got to admit that this conflict has me a little conflicted,
• I can wipe the floor with Mike, for sure, but what if he gets vindictive?
• Do I erase the last trace of my biggest fanatic?
• Or should I just let him win, and send him a few more albums while I’m at it?
• I guess this is what you call a lose-lose situation,
• Lose the reputation, or endanger the relationship,
• But - fuck it - I been tip-toeing around for way too long anyway,
• I came back to RapPad and remembered that the backdraft of crap is way too strong anyway.
• NAC backed out because the fat cracks can’t scrap the fact that I’m a fucking heavyweight,
• And so what if I’m fucking heavy, mate,
• I’m still the only rapper in a battle league that’s last chapter
• Was a battle between you and a dude who calls himself a rapper,
• But can’t master the simple art of delivering a verse like it fucking matters.
• And every time I get approached about another match,
• I hope against hope that it’s not just more gutter trash.
• I watch you write your clever little lines,
• All hidden behind annotations, filled with symbols and signs,
• But all the riddles and rhymes just conceal your designs
• While doing nothing to change the fact that you. Just. Can’t. Rap.
• But it’s not just you, Mike, this is a fucking epidemic.
• I log on every damn day to another shitty “artist” tryna snatch some credit,
• And sometimes they even have the balls to act like they expect it,
• But if you make shit music, then don’t expect me to respect it,
• And it’s shit if it ain’t electric,
• And from here on out you know, so don’t fucking act like you don’t get it.
• Yeah, I’m talking to you Roane, Azure, KiD, Saint James,
• D-Cypher, Nana, Ian, Remo -- I’m done playing these games,
• And if you don’t see your name on this list, don’t think it means that you’re safe,
• I probably just forgot ‘cause you weren’t worth the extra thought in my brain.
• I hope that y’all got that this verse is not the same,
• Caught somewhere between a resignation and straight flames,
• I made it three whole weeks listening to your fool claims ,
• But I can’t stand by any longer while y’all talk like you walk at the top of the food chain.
• So as of right fucking now, I’m done.
• Mike, here’s your crown, enjoy taking on the other scum,
• I don’t give a shit if any of you fuckers vote for me.
• Because my time is better spent writing rhymes that actually make dough for me,
• Feel free to call me again if you ever find some real rappers,
• But until then, have a good fucking life. I’ll be busy worrying about the shit that really matters.