DEFENDER'S RAP

• I heard you've been revamped for the cutting edge
• Murdering vampires to avenge your mother's death;
• Maternal mortality by the obstetrician, call it frostbitten above the temps –
• Oh the ire of a vamp...
• 'Cause a hunger-bit Dr. Frost sunk his venom and drunk his nectar fresh from that seductive neck
• You'd become infected as the unborn specimen,
• Then grew up undead with bad blood – contempt...
• Half human and half bloodsucker blend, you're a little Dhampir/damp-here high-strung in sweat
• I wonder when you come to expect the suspect you hold this grudge against
• Just expunge the rest 'til none are left? It doesn't affect him nonetheless
• How is that serving justice then?
• I'm not a vampire though...
• Whistler must've reckoned such a mess,
• Why would you trust a friend's gut-sense out of assumption?
• Yet I understand the befuddlement 'cause not only are my eyes colored red,
• Hair's dyed – black's my choice
• And my pallid corium shows nothing besides how much sun I get
• What is next? Sorry to clown you boys, coming for me is a witch-hunt at best
• I'm bizarre and I just dress like a punk 'cause I'm dark
• And your name is Blade, if anything I'm using you as my own personal gain – to cut for self-harm
• You've got fangs but you couldn't rap to save your life, that tongue isn't sharp
• Then again... Your breath is so pungent, I barfed
• What are you doing, suspiring your lungs up with farts?
• Probably from those slugs filled with garlic
• Of course, biting the bullet means doing something that's hard –
• Killing me with a redundant arsenal.
• Zip up your Kevlar, my Cerberus pistol represents the underworld gaurds
• Firing three shots at once through my target, I'm just gettin' started
• And even though you were published by Marvel, being left alive is your Final Fantasy
• So fuck it, let's LARP
• You think I'm worried that my life's at stake? Your name's Blade and it's honestly a little gay
• If you're a synonym to the same weapon that's supposed to puncture a heart
• Nothing will convince me to be your Valentine...
• Man, you'd have a better chance at falling in love with James Charles
• Only thing I've ever bitten was Thanos – see this gold glove up my arm?
• Now tell me Eric Brooks, how does this Protomateria look?
• This is the terror that puts adversarial crooks in the cemetery for good.
• You dared me to push my limits and I don't care if I shouldn't
• Watch this outrageous transformation change me into something extraordinary,
• So try again, go ahead and impale me with wood
• I'll make it a torch, save it for the candle-light vigil later
• But not even prayer does you good.
• Who's the real Buffy? I'm singing a dirge of Slayer:
• "World painted blood, No sanctuary" the Hook
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• As I prepare for the culmination that results in me laughing –
• Staring at the parenthood of you and Jamal Afari's bodies in blood
• Wow you're really rollin' deep with the family,
• Like father like son.
• And like a vulture that's famished,
• Dracula awaits with a straw and a cup.
• Suwooping in like multiple bandits,
• Witnessing the single drop of your blood.
• Bitch, you stole Wolverine's jacket
• I just pulled a mean fast one,
• Not to mention my name Vincent is Latin for "The Conquering One."