DEFENDER'S RAP

• Time to address/ and bring to light the greatest test/ of all time/
• You may need to decipher this lyrical depth and each complex rhyme/
• Why follow the rules/ when I have been given the tools/ for success?
• I've been playing games, hiding, but it's time to spread these wings and leave the nest/
• My lyrical prowless mys-ti-fies those/ I refuse to caress/
• A solution missed-by-lies of those/ that use excuses under duress/
• My heart and intent is cold while hiding /contempt like the rest/
• Light the best with a fire without /intent to be suppressed/
• Not /content to invest/ in an industry that has no desire to stick out their necks/
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• I'm looking for that beat man..
• That can flow past that beaver's dam..
• I'm the Lion laying with the Lamb man...
• But don't be thinking I have no plan,
• This rocket is made for taking off land.
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• From air to ground, the combat land was the only way down.
• No King to crown, while terminating their income to the ground.
• Every reliance on an alliance only comes if we continue to finance.
• While using force against any kind of defiance/ a win only defys chance/
• My trance remaining unbroken as a combat skilled soldier trys to keep compoure,
• An unspoken way of coping with the traumatic exposure.
• Adrenaline no longer an upper since the lack of missions remaimed unstable.
• Complacency grew as morale kept hitting new lows.
• Attacks were usually low blows from cowards making IED's
• Random/... This insurgency clouded transparency of our enemies,
• We-ban-them/ while giving them a hand out until we find out their loyalty faded out,
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• I'm just looking for that heat man, That will open the blood clot clan I'm the Lion laying with the Lamb, But don't be thinking I have a soft plan, This rocket is making it off land. From Sea to Shining Sea, This rocket crosses continentally, With a confidential flight plan,
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• One by one they begin to show, Weakness for meekness only ends below, No strength left, to assess, the next needless blow, Victory is already known, despair has already grown,
• A financial mess, laid abreast; creating a vex, like a hex, when the banks refused to invest, in another loan, Numerous regrets about that bone you wanted to pick and depict through; now, no captain for your ships crew, All fears made known as the winds changing tides blew,
• An evil grew that couldn't be forgiven from sitting on the pew,
• Those around knew, That your helpless sound wasn't enough to even stir up weightless dust from the ground, Sad but true,
• 3 syllables set the bar out of reach for you, Your life is like being reincarnated, as a predator shark, to only get caught and have your fins chopped off and dropped, A body without any extremity as you become the next delicacy for shark fin soup meant for royalty,
• Instead facing a lyrical onslaught that simply can't be stopped, A finless winless excuse as the food chain just paid witness to minnows reversing the pecking order,
• Eyes glossy like windows to an empty house, no hopes in leading a new world order, Lose all limbs but life stayed within to poke fun at a shark without fins,
• A joke drowning in the shallow end, Hunted by those trying to make a quick "grand", Biting off every helping hand, Because "your 'eart starts beating like a big brass band".
• Looking through an hour glass, your running out of sand, Every second is another wasted oppurtuniy, Like Earnhardt trying to radio tune to me, Instrument panels flashing a warning that isn't new to me,
• No impunity, forgiveness can't even be given from the trinity, If you're still on pace with me, then realize we are all lacking simple sanity, Without any insanity, no food for free, die from greed, monastery now only means more money, Without any monetary worth it's ordinary to find yourself doing push ups in a cemetery, Daisies not canaries,
• I'd rather find myself up in a nunnery, Using idioms like the Hendersons and Harry, Backwards like Curly, Moe, and Larry,
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• Straight to the point, tipping my hat in order to appoint,
• A leader headstrong, the opposition with emotions that disappoint and are considered wrong.
• If religiously placed than they forgot to anoint, fooled by a con.
• Beating around the Bush again, avoiding words that are long unable to withstand,
• Hiding behind Bush accusing him to be cause of the soldiers still in the sand,
• Easy to critisice after supporting the man then when it suits him to say he disagreed when it all began.
• What a joke, thrown in the fire to stoke, attacking Obama care for the poor folk,
• Keeping open Guantanamo, supporting torture and taking lows to a newer low,
• Fuck the flow, don't care what you think you know but we stand in support of the one a who paid our enemies though.
• No Trump or Obama, no burning Bush the truth will never be exposed.
• The spotlight can show you where to go in attempts to know who can be the cause of the show.
• But no, the masses are fooled by anyone more powerful than the ones that grow, causing concern,
• Raising alert for those that learn what others wisdom has earned what the truth kept,
• Left inept, wishing a new sight would befall upon those stuck in the fight.
• Lift your heads up tonight, the truth can't remain out of the light, but darkness exist in the night.
• Night is a coicedence from a lack of light, no precedence set, a president that let, decisions caught in a net.
• I bet those forget that a lie grows but can be revealed by the nose, or the type of hoes surrounding a particular pose.
• A hidden truth only sets a show for an audience around that wants to be exposed