DEFENDER'S RAP

• I'm a genius but nobody would believe it,
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• I felt like an Orphan child cuz' everybody wants to leave it.
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• The penitentiary smell is giving a lost soul hell,
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• Cause getting tossed in a cell is no longer a bombshell.
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• I toss n' turn my sheets reminiscing about the streets,
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• Visions of bloody murders on the wall, rest in peace
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• The package was coded S.W.A.T bursted in armed 'n loaded,
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• A youth was shot sad his momma had to see his body being folded.
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• This is the harsh reality of the mean streets for a G,
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• Soon as a wake up I'm being shot, now bury me.
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• Made bail couldn't rot in the dirty wells of jail,
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• One wrong move your ass is getting killed, shipped 'n mailed.
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• Out to the ocean body white as powder straight floating,
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• I'm like Tyson with the Iron that'll leave you straight choking.
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• Dope Doc is back from the fucking dead,
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• all I do is count bread, honey come give the winner head...