DEFENDER'S RAP

• Saying you’re in my girl, that’s funny, now Imma show you no mercy,
• Her legs are like the gates to heaven, they only open for the one who’s worthy,
• Wait forever if you want, there’s only one king with that key, keep on begging,
• thinking you got me woozy, but them hits were nothing but some weak punchlines,
• I absorbed that like my body made of Vibranium take your blows and hit back thrice as strong,
• My craft’s an equation, yours just a secant line my shit twice as long,
• Don’t ever compare us, my softest poems hitting the hardest raps you make into space, get into
• My suitcase, get the bat and give you a new face, like two face, now your crew rushing to get harness straps,
• Get done and make you lose faith, crew putting to bed another battered ship, I done ripped the flag off,
• Asking Content where the content, bitch did you look?, i got at least fifty songs you
• Couldn’t write if you wanted, bite me, I wish you would, being a vicious carnivorous pup
• Ain’t shit to this Wolf my songs not a test they’re soldiers on a quest, I need those words on the desk,
• You’re just a freaking actor,..oh? You a fire spitter? Pfft, then I’m a hose with the juice,
• drown out that fire, I may have avoided the streets, but I’m a straight,
• So I won’t hesitate to fuck a pussy up, would go back to back with you,
• but you’re spineless, done hit you with the pedigree now suffer in silence,
• your raps are nothing but mindless gibberish of an ego, style so old,
• it’s an antique show, wouldn’t bet on you, even if you had a cheat code, no gold,
• We know, that you ain’t worth my spit, Leave you with your nerves jumping,
• take a pill bro, your bitch disorder showing, and I heard it’s contagious,
• hard to count how many decent songs you got, don’t see any bars that carry an ounce,
• are you proud? At shooting a gun and making no sounds? saying you about that business,
• but I don’t see a pound, don’t speak so loud, you got no bread in the shop and no skill in stock,
• Got me mad so I pull your head back with the first shot, that head slings back, now that a snap back!,
• Coming back from those daydreams hoping that you can beat me?,
• Homie you couldn’t ambush me even if I was stuck with an IV, he trembling
• Now he acting wack cause he scared of getting clapped, he hiding but I spring a trap,
• rolled down the window and leave the biggest gap his crew ever seen, I’m very mean
• He was talking stupid to my people and they pressed a button for me to pop up, now his body
• Bleeding out on the sidewalk, now that’s a killer app, and that’s Content saying a damn Fact!