DEFENDER'S RAP

• The worst loser ever rises from the grave get off my dick or a throat incision leave ya vocals missin
• Now I’m goin postal on 4U my little secret admirer ain’t gonna know what hit em
• I’m outta this world outta this solar system dispose of victims quicker than a Polish prison
• Whoever ridin for ya just gassed you up knock ya head off in this head on road collision
• I’m bout to fuck around and leave all ya bones sittin criss cross applesauce while his mom grabs the cock
• You only got balls over the net you a ping pong champion while in my spare time I ding dong dash the cops
• Since I’m writin this durin the Lunar New Year you gettin the zodiac treatment from the GOAT call that capricorn
• 2020 is ya year cause you a rat tryna make me beat you four times with ya stupid ass what we even doin this battle for
• Know what rhymes with NR4U? How bout the one whose mixtapes are only seen in garbage chutes
• Or the one who so pussy he starts the title of his track with “Adult Content Removed”
• Know what rhymes with Psycho Puppet? I bet you can’t tell me...when you spit everything barely rhymes
• Actin all tough when he scared inside you probably think guns go “bap bap bap” like Sweet Caroline
• Get back in ya grave this instant, young man! I already beat you in the past life
• Can’t last when I write so at this point I’m just readin you ya last rights
• I heard that track Forsaken where you said “Ain’t no need to explain in the window pain” damn that shit was deep
• Cause when the light from yonder window breaks...whatever the fuck that means is shrouded by mystery
• You ain’t got the drive parkin my impossibly huge cars for me is the only time you in the zone
• Today is the Super Bowl you gonna be the first down when I touch down in the field and split ya dome
• You STILL can’t win homie! With the bars I already brought you down for playin with me that’s a seesaw
• You seem to have no clue who UR speak with the hands I ain’t need no AR to leave NR in the ER
• So obsessed with battlin me all the time I just keep lightin em up and smokin em like a cigarette
• You 33 years old ain’t you got a job, or a wife, or anything besides the interent?
• But what if you finally win a battle with this kid online? Imagine how famous you can be after this
• You might even get to join Catylix or Rhapsodic, or whatever other internet gangs will let you grab their dicks
• It’s the undercover hustler catch me goin to Rite Aid and tellin em that I need dope for migraines
• Annihilate this agin nobody next time he goes on MySpace ya mother looks like Deebo from Friday
• You be losin to the ones I bodybag, with the one-sided victories that made me a legend
• Face the pain I got a razor shavin ya cranium I just need to pick ya brain for a second
• This concludes ya last rites fuck requiem I’m wreckin em ready for the fourth loss? I know you been doubtin ya worth
• Here’s some advice before you meetin ya doom: don’t reach for the moon or you can get buried down in the Earth