DEFENDER'S RAP

• Ayo
• my name is supplanted in the thoughts of these streets
• aint no other dawg in the rap game coming close to what I seek
• a mansion, with 20 plus rooms and endless garages
• all the shit that u niggas boast be faker than mirages
• now
• catch me drive up to the studio with the ballpoint and looseleaf in hand
• I got shit to say, always got shit to say
• so fuck yall with this ghostwriting shit
• yo
• i can feel my ribcage maneuvering
• time to teach these thugs a thing or too about rap tutoring
• first you start off with the inspiration at your disposal
• without that, your pen n pad gets thrown in the disposal
• bag
• filled with rats mice and other cretins that could probably spit better than you
• and make hits better than you
• appear in billboards and ads
• while you sit on your knees so long praying needing some kneepads
• and envying all the college and high school grads
• so ok well now
• allow me to present to you storytellin, punchlines, and wordplay
• there this tale of a man like you
• who spat nothing but bullshit
• and that bravado cool shit
• without substance except sub-stints(subway ad)
• niggas compared him to turdplay
• cuz he stay playing with words like how a pre schooler would
• sloppy and messy without conjuction
• ohp there goes another deduction
• in ya life span
• better try and hurry up
• catch up
• cuz theres emcees all over the world
• who aint into that thug shit
• coming for that crowm