DEFENDER'S RAP

• Sorry Motto, don't think i neglected to see your message
• i was performing at a show, and afterwards I went to breakfast
• with a bunch of new fans , from a venue i can't mention
• cause my agent told me not to till my contract gets extended
• but seriously, Motto, you wanna battle a seasoned veteran?
• the denizens of this site musta got up in your head again
• you need to take some medicine thinking than your better than
• The Monster of the Game, you about to be deader than
• the niggas you claim to shoot in your shitty battle raps
• but to you i'm bulletproof bitch, go and click that hammer back
• im like an avalanche attacking a deaf man with cataracts
• the executioner of rap, this here is my battleaxe
• you think those weak ass single syllable rhymes could touch me?
• you must be,outta your fucking mind,so TRUST ME,when i tell you, to step off those drugs B,
• AND RECORD A PUNCHLINE THAT COULD ACTUALLY PUNCH ME
• I will say this, the only way you get the w,
• is by BEGGING FOR A VOTE FROM THE 41 PEOPLE THAT FOLLOW YOU
• HOW DO YOU EXPECT ANYONE TO BE PROUD OF YOU
• YOU CANT AFFORD A MIC FOR YOUR SHITTY LINES TO BE SHOUTED TO
• MOTTO, do you even understand the art of the sixteen
• see, im not just mean,i know that my shit stinks,but i know i got a flow so sick that i piss green
• and my instincts at least keep people so intrigued
• that they listen to my lyricism, mysterious Roanoke
• my J Kettel junkies, on my music they overdose
• they actually pay money to go to one of my shows
• I'M WHAT YOU'D CALL AN ARTIST, i'm not just one of you blokes
• i have real fans, in real life, real songs, and real merch
• you didn't know who you was fucking with, and this i am real sure,
• you can have a real funeral very soon in a real church
• cause i battle real niggas that'd bury you in some real dirt
• how's that for feeling too much, its sensitive to the touch right?
• my sediments are negative in this intellectual gunfight
• get you perpetually tongue-tied, so you'd eventually trust vibes
• and make a song THAT PASSES FOR RAP, BEFORE AN ACTUAL SUNRISE
• im a crazy prick, when anger slips, this angled grip,
• will empty seventeen like the wings of angels clipped
• get the fuck off me... you couldn't hang with this
• if you were caught by a slave trader in eighteen eighty six
• that might have been too far, but like you it's just history
• any fucking line you have will never mean shit to me
• you halitosis having ass, get you some listerine and
• stop being a fucking pussy and get you an adadictomy (ADD-A-DICK-TO-ME)
• you wouldn't know poetry if it kicked you in the face too
• shakespeare didn't make plays for you to spew hate through
• name dropping the bombest innovator of slang, dude
• who the fuck are you to think that you could just take truth
• and fake through it , BITCH, i taking your five rules
• and wiping my ass wit em, cause this ain't a highschool
• im spitting in my mic, and i think i might drool
• at the thought of finding you outside just to fight you
• See i ain't even Toying with you,ill drop a line in Richmond, and get my fucking boys to get you
• i'm hoisted with the poise, like having a bunch of roids to sift through
• after that noisy pistol, you'll have no fucking voice to spit through
• i fuck wit st. james cause he has rhymes to criticize
• i analyze his writtens cause me and him epitomize
• what it is to be an artist, he can avidly visualize
• and put in rhyme what it's like to hypothetically hit a guy
• that's what's known as a literary punchline
• its a little scary , i know, but learning can vary with much time
• so when it's crunch time, and you accidentally bust lines,
• don't be surprised when it actually does rhyme
• and learn how to spell you illiterate fuckwad
• cause i feel like i'm battling a literal kumquat, Fuck TRE SMITH, I'm calling you PORT-A-POTTY
• It's more than a hobby bitch, You are literally DUMPED ON