DEFENDER'S RAP

• *Only judge me on the 40 lines below, the rest is only because
• people tryed to get personal. Rappin starts at 0:59*
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• This shit is child abuse, I’m ‘bout to put a kid in a casket
• Then fall asleep at yo wake, this bastard is sick
• That’s what yo fat ass get, talking that double chin shit
• I don’t gotta box you’ll catch shins to the lip
• “HusL aint eatin shit”
• Yeah you probably right, cause yo fat ass already did
• They say you fifteen, you still a teen
• But fucking with this nightmare you won't make it to yo dreams
• I rhyme in schemes, thats a higher level of lyricism
• You eat Krispy Kremes, that's why you lack a high metabolism
• Pull up, and do donuts in yo front lawn
• Locomotive, I am not the one to front on
• But you gone stay frontin’ cause you never made it off the porch
• Oh you a baller, Bitch, you don't play no sports
• On Grove street you'll get put down
• And like FlyMelodics lyrics, yo writtens don't make no sound
• But you talk a lotta noise, on rappad with yo boys
• Life is a decision, death is an easy choice
• Just keep talking bout my family
• And I'll abort yo bitch ass when I make you overdose on plan B
• I'm bout to make this riot quiet
• With a glock named uproar that I equip with silence(....)
• I spit Bill Nye, you spit Sci FI
• Your false credentials not accepted you can't connect to my Wi-Fi
• I vibrate on a different wavelength
• This is the bar....nga, you are way beneath
• These lines could take Mufasa out of his kingdom
• Move faster, he couldn’t so I scarred him with demons
• I wasn't even gonna waste my time,,,,but I'd love to clock yo bitch ass
• I spit that quick wit that leave a nigga dumb fast
• You gone suffocate cause these motherfuckas got you gassed
• So suffer fate, cause yo future has presently passed
• Fuck a timeline, you'll get deleted from the lifeline
• With no lifelines, you can call whoever, it's still gone be Columbine
• Keep lookin’ at my facebook and I’m a watch yo face get took
• I would tell you to run but, we all know yo fat ass can't book
• 40 lines, you must be dumb as fuck
• I bottle old english, for fun, and reindeer over young bucks