DEFENDER'S RAP

• I’m glad you asked for round two.
• Ill address your whack written./
• Message me, implying I got lucky
• when you were spitting trash lyrics./
• Damn, kid.
• You got wrecked because you write like you can’t jizz, yet./
• Talking bout not affording hoes like you. I can’t.
• I got game, no need to pay for skank bitches./
• You thought you could handle the rush,
• but you floundered and sank in it./
• Tanked.
• Flopped that instrumental so bad,
• the creator would disown the damn rhythm./
• Blasphemous, any claims you make about being raps sickest./
• You said you “dug yourself out of your grave.”
• Well, this is where I put you back in it./
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• Social_outcast fulfills every stereotype he fits to./
• Feeling excluded from acceptance.
• So he responds with lies and bitch moves./
• Like it was biased vote that put him in the body bag and zipped dude./
• You couldn’t write fire on the page if you script it with a flint tool./
• You never expected punches like mine.
• You never knew what hit you./
• Your ego swelled with bruises,
• the rest of this fight, you gon’ limp through./
• Moron. Naming yourself outcast to cover abandonment issues./
• You didn’t call yourself that.
• It’s cuz you’re an asshole and it’s a name others will give you./
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• Im marking this “Urkel”./
• You ain’t hard behind the scenes and on screen, you’re a nerd, bro./
• On my bully shit. Beat you blue,
• give your neck a squeeze til you’re purple./
• I cut without breaking the skin.
• That means I leave you bleeding, internal./
• You step to me without resilience to heat,
• and I breathe a demons inferno./
• Keep it a hundred. You’ll never win this. Accept defeat, now an urn’s home./
• You rhymed “oranges” and “cringes”.
• Sure, I dissed ya, but you did a piece of the workload./
• Social_outcast came crying for attention.
• Time this ‘tard isn’t worth, though./
• So I’ll just give him these rounds to push him out,
• since he’ll never be part of a circle./