DEFENDER'S RAP

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• Through the lights cameras and action, glamour glitters and gold
• I unfold the scroll, plant seeds to stampede the globe
• When I'm deceased, by then the beast arise like yeast
• To conquer peace leaving savages to roam in the streets
• Live on the run, police paying me to give in my gun
• Trick my wisdom with the system that imprisoned my son
• Smoke a gold leaf I hold heat, nonchalantly
• I'm raunchy, the things I do is real it never haunts me
• While, funny style niggas roll in the pile
• Rooster heads profile on a bus to Riker's Isle
• Holding weed inside they pussy with they minds on the pretty things in life
• Props is a true thug's wife
• It's like a cycle, niggas come home, some'll go in
• Do a bullet, come back, do the same shit again
• From the womb to the tomb, presume the unpredictable
• Guns salute life, rapidly, that's the ritual
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• Perhaps bullets bust niggas discuss mad money
• True lies and white guys, we can see it through the eyes
• Catch the most on tape, kilos disintegrate
• Pyrex pots, we break, fiends licking plates
• In the building niggas building, like little children, staring
• Them older niggas ain't caring
• Sirens circling fiends are lurking in your baggage
• Oh, one's gone now, what, smack him in his cabbage
• In the woodwork, crack sales bubble like Woolworth's
• In the projects, richest niggas rocking all the real worth
• Police questioning, rooftop cats invested in
• Trading in they Lexuses, GS's, sending messages
• Two and two makes four, Cristal's crazily pour
• Gun wars my crew feel 'em like swords