DEFENDER'S RAP

• (Ahem) that’s... uh. Can’t ask ya if that is half what ya thought ya brought
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• Hands faster can’t jab and land that kid! Can’t hack the Sword of God.
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• can’t match it. That’s damn facts. Man practice! Just trash that worthless work!
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• Rats flattened past splattered damn fast ya cadaver corpse is tossed.
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• Act of passion maddens thrashing that is bad shit you’re in for!
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• Plans drastic stand back he’s damn mad and fantastic wall to wall.
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• Last hours ACT COWARDS laugh as ya ran backwards toward the door.
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• Act prouder can’t now ya land down worse than you were before.
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• Pores with sores worse than your burning chore crawl for more sad crack addicts.
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• Corner store sordid whore. Torso sore working for that Mad Master.
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• Horror core on the floor dropping draws gotta force. Man fast stab it!
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• Caught her off nodding off gotta toss off of us land ass backwards.
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• Drop ya off lost in all proper form. Watch her talk can’t stand ta have it.
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• Lock the door? “Knock Knock” or stomp the floor holler more! Plan in action!
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• “Wanna talk?” Not at all. Ya just wanna stop the hand from slapping.
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• Organs for pouring thought purest form onto your damaged napper.
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• On the lord words obscure sure to soar over yours. Damn it’s tragic.
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• What the fuck you call this talentless retard we oughta tax that shit.
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• Not a come up just a waste of a resource he don’t know how to make art.
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• These new rappers straight laughable talking bout he calls himself lil laxative that sure as shit ain’t hard.
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• To young bastards I got facts to give they smoking on some shit that’s more matured than they are.
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• You want fashion? “he’s so passionate!” Acting full grown like you bought insurance from State Farm.
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• I charge by the battle and I’m cashin in .This is a game of luck one can’t master like played cards.
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• Make a hobby a- straight up robbing ya- make ya drop in a- greater spot for ya- dropping ya rot in a Grave yard!
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• Computer kid never heard of calluses with your bones made of glass watch as I laugh and I break shards.
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• Listen bitches these rhymes are more prison than you could ever live in or bare witness you’ll never escape bars!
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• I write to much like it’s biblical prophecy. Mirror it copy me then cannot show your work empirical logically.
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• Steer into oncoming. Cheer for the darkening. Lear at my honesty. Tear on ya sobbing cheek.
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• Clear it has got to be lyrical sophistry. The end near it will always be. Fear it! Can’t stop the beast.
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• Hear it you’ll drop to knees. Misfits will honor me. Sinning with godless peace. Sisyphus rocking free.
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• Step on your property wreck your home properly. Clinical got to be sick and it’s chronically.
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• Wisdom like college free. Hit em like sparking weed. Seminal prodigy devils own progeny.
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• Get the beef all deceased. Yes I’ll cleave chop the meat. Dead on the wall to freeze. Get it free all can eat.
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• Flex the chrome probably. Listen no stopping me. Get a bone dogging me. Best in show Pac-Biggie.
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• This is pure and damn true call it satanism. No more you can do no debates have risen.
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• This is the cure of Earth’s doom like ancient wisdom. To bring logic to the absurd the only sacred mission.
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• I’m a flawless design to capture a pagans dinner. With absolutely no regard for the swine.
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• It be like the only mind that’s lawless is mine. No action from ya can’t make decisions while I plot and I rhyme.
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• just a bunch of made up bitches who jaw all the time mumble hateful wishes and call themselves fine.
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• You talk a lot about how you more into shine that shit only make you poor in the mind.
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• The way I end this be like gore in the grind. End up stiffer than a sword in your spine.
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• Get lost in my sharp thoughts like a forest of pine I’ll have you build empires to me- worship the shrine.