DEFENDER'S RAP

• You know what they say, oldies but goodies
• and this ones no exception as im bouta blow this beat out of proportion
• you look at rhymes, and picture lines
• but all i see is limes as the melody's sour, now the beat is mine
• "Kameroon, these niggas is dayroom"
• I know baby thats why i write to get us outta the gay tomb
• hopefully, find us a pad and bedroom
• where we can kick it and live comfortably,
• Wonderfully, with no uncertainty
• no neighbors coming up to me, broom in hand ready to go a couple rounds with me
• you see , i aint build like that fact no one is
• but dont push me
• dont you see what this pride is worth to me
• willing to go on a couple murder sprees just to protect it
• I got love and respect for all that got me through this shit
• and even tho i dont show much of it just know this
• with this rhyming stuff im gonna take us to the promise land
• peace