DEFENDER'S RAP

• //Hook Saint James
• Fuck these pussys they don't want it/ They can't hold us an they know it/
• Cuz they soft as hell like cottonell, ima flush them down the toilet/
• Penning in they gutter just like I'm bowling/
• Needles all around me ain't talking bout sewing/
• Hood threat we catching bodys, cuz we dropping all opponents/
• //1st Verse Saint James
• Dropping all opponents, exposing all the hoe shit/
• Spraying sporadically but we loaded with a full clip/
• No time for the bullshit, flush it down the toilet/
• Penicillin couldnt heal this illness Cuz I'm so sick/
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• Wont live if you send a Diss to me/
• throwing shots in the ring, but they missing me/
• Spitting fresh from the mint like some Listerine/
• Wild west up in this bitch get blown to smithereens/
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• An epiphany when Saint James bless a mic/
• Aim for your brain an I'm taking your life/
• Body lames in the game Cuz they can't even write/
• They be coming up mumbling an stumbling Cuz they fucking high/
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• You gonna die if you trying chime in my rhyming session/
• You can find a Reverend but won't even Christ protect him/
• Hijacked like flight 11 did on 9-11/
• You be missing with all your punchs while mine connecting./
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• Like Nike Ima check them off my Mother fucking hitlist/
• Got more crowns with mouth that you would think i was a fucking dentist/
• Only judge off of lyrics, they opinion came from image/
• All these lames sound the same Cuz they just mimic all these gimmicks/
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• Shit I'm like a chemist, an I'm in this bitch just Breaking Bad/
• Always sleeping on me, knock them out so they can take a nap/
• Can't see the assailant Cuz my face is in a Jason mask/
• Lost control of the game, but I came to straight up take it back/
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• Major blast when I'm dropping bombs/
• Get put up ina box like some Papa John's/
• Character faker then the hulk at a comicon/
• Mad his baby mamas always all up on my cock/
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• Hood threat is the squad an ima ride or die/
• These other crews ain't on our level, don't see eye to eye/
• Watch there plot align, to try to stop our shine/
• Sending more shots in my rhymes like it's Columbine/
• //2nd Verse Faceless
• //3rd Verse Stand Alone X