DEFENDER'S RAP

• //Hook - OffTrack
• You know that i got my shooters, my shooters/
• I be coming with my troopers my troopers
• Haters come we gonna kill them all/x2
• Haters come we gonna kill them all/
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• //1st Verse - Saint James
• Haters run up then I'm calling up my shooters/
• Try to ride up on us then we shooting through your uber/
• I got some troopers, that pack bazookas/
• Lifting up the metal an it blew like a tuba/
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• I'm cocking boomers, they banging like some 808s/
• Shoot it then I'm gone, call that shit a fade away/
• Fuck wht the haters say, talk shit then I spray the K/
• Running out of time, man it's safe to say this ain't your day/
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• Living place to place, I'm always on the run/
• Motherfuckers scared to fight so they always pack a gun/
• One shot an your done, you be leaking redrum/
• But this is just a metaphor what my pen dose/
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• Don't pretend to, be using no bullets/
• When I'm killing people I do it with music/
• They Thinking it's cool, man these dudes really stupid/
• Keep popping your two lips, an that will get you hit, Clueless/
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• Dufus now your roof is missing/
• Refuse to listen, to the proposition/
• Fresh on the list like a new petition/
• Now your life is in hands of a group of new physicians/
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• Cruel with Writtens, I never ease up/
• Thinking your cool but I bet you freez up/
• Making you heat up, my pen is heater/
• It's spraying this ether, cutting up your weak buzz/
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• Like a tree stump these weak just got chopped Down/
• It's like we hunters an they ducks Cuz they got shot down/
• Trying to comp my Crown, an you up in the clouds/
• Notes app on my phone is where your body probably found/
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• Unconscious nodding out, like overdosing/
• Holy ghost just shows up, like it's hocus pocus/
• Psychosis, Hypnosis, you coma toasted/
• Going Vote for vote your only hope an you know it/
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• //2nd Verse - Sirius Issues
• You should bite ya tongue, Cuz I spit like a gun
• Once I get fired up, You could get fired on
• You’ll feel the wrath of me, Words hitting rapidly
• Could light you up, Like you ignite a bong
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• You see the weapon that’s inside my palm?
• It’s just a mic, It’s not a firearm
• Doesn’t look lethal but could be as deadly
• You won’t be the first rapper killed by a song
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• Move right along or you’ll move right along
• Lift your soul up to the blue sky, beyond
• You’re at the top with the almighty god
• While I’m topping the charts Cuz that’s where I belong
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• As Saint mows the grass, I’ll be cooped by the lawn
• Aiming at snakes with my Neumann mic drawn
• He’s like an Uzi that shoots like a swarm
• And I’m like a cannon in humanlike form
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• And we moving like Bourne
• Once you’re inside the scope
• You’re going down like your zip line just broke
• I could tsunami or riptide a hoe
• Guess you could call it homicidal flow
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• And it’s long as the Nile, I’m the best.
• You’re in denial, Leave the dead all in a pile
• As many head shots of emcees as I get in one breath
• You should just call me Chris Kyle
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• I pour into town take subordinates out
• Walking about with slaughterous mouth
• Just cuz I’m black and a quarter Ital
• Don’t mean I won’t pull a howitzer out
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• I want ordinance now or ya all disembowled
• Guts all amok just for talking aloud
• If anyone mentions OffTrack or Hood Threat,
• then Saint, Send their coordinates now!