DEFENDER'S RAP

• Got some WRITER'S BLOCK? Is the FIRE GONE? Back when this STYLE KICKS AWHILE WITH-MILE RUNS, speed-running VILE-SPITS, CYCLING AND-[BIKING OFF-while dropping FREESTYLE-WRITS, RHYMING THEN, WRITING SONGS. You've been blasted, all the way to battle-rap that was PASS TENSE! Novice, they called you that but you CLASH-DENSE, would SMASH THIS into your face if I was one of the ultimates. I get a drop like that, sort of when you hold the mic and pointing down is your FINGER TIP! I saw your SINGER SPIT, cause when the dude wants in it's HIP HOP-FEST FEVER BIZ! Dropped in for the show, pile up a verse white-pages got some words ON THIS SNOW, so when I bring in the chills freezin' the GODLESS FLOW! I hold a microphone like an immortal gauntlet, and drink it. I'm like a Necron Barnabas walking down Lower East Splin, you'd best get a princess and SHOW HER SPEECH SIN. You're chokin' like you were hit with a "Morgan" THROWER FREEMAN!