DEFENDER'S RAP

• Oh look, just another internet thug who'll need to be unplugged,
• before the cops rush in and find his career covered in blood under a rug,
• Time to lay down a lecture, you're fucking with the pen game professor,
• In this hot weather, your bars go soft and silent like a fuckin' suppressor,
• Listen little booger, out of all the things you could've butchered,
• Fuckin up against the Dope' will leave your ass lyrically punk'd, no Kutcher,
• I'm on another level, with this pencil that was summoned by the devil,
• Chrome to the temple, and have them thugs C walk on this dudes Blood vessels,
• The Dope doc is back, never lacking the skills to react on a good rap,
• your chick was butt naked, shaking her ass while doing a jumping jack,
• Light the fuckin candle, while sipping on some of that Jack Daniel,
• You can't handle, the wrong gamble that'll result in a cruel dismantle,
• Word to the Puppet, lyrically I'm unstable and too Psycho,
• But it'll be quite delightful to no scope this poor broke hoe whos bars are recycled,
• I'm the monster in the sea, and if you believe you're a G,
• Go do some dirt, and move some keys in them deadly streets,
• Cuz I doubt that's a ladder that you'll ever want to climb,
• I fuck your bitch in reverse so you could play it in rewind,
• And if you think the dope doc is actually that much of a liar,
• I fucked her for real after that little vid' cuz the bitch was wasting time,
• Mr sinister dome splitta', quick to deliver like quick silver in the winter,
• My lyrical bullet bullets start digging into the skin like a wood splinta',
• Dope docs the menace with a 10k' necklace on the checklist,
• Yeah it'll leave ya neck-less, but also, too much asthma leaves ya breathless,
• broke smoke alarm will harm every bit of those crappy lungs,
• Fuck this cunt, he's just a birdy with a fucked up song to be sung,