DEFENDER'S RAP

• he's gonna look like Japan after Hiroshima,
• put him out to pasture as another wannabe rapper,
• better prepare to get stunned when you hear the glass shatter,
• you'll be broken and battered while I climb the ladder,
• we've never met but here's what i've gathered,
• you're a bastard who thinks he's set a standard with shit he's yet to master,
• get on your knees bitch and call me master,
• you'll remember this beating five weeks after,
• I ain't The Game but you got hit with the hammer,
• you'll get kill again and again with every stroke of my pen,
• so accurate with every line I write you could call me a marksman,
• but don't get it twisted, blink and you'll miss it,
• i'll strangle you with your own jacket and leave you in a pool of your own vomit,
• then hide your body in my closet then take the money from your pocket for my profit,
• then i'll split quicker than John Wick, kill y'all like it's Parabellum,
• this game called rap and you are not welcome,
• I quit battle rap long ago, but you got some venom from my lost momentum,
• my pencil's a weapon greater than the bombs dropped on Japan,
• every word I jot means your words get shot down in your hometown,
• in my words you drown and your body begins to shutdown,
• but by sunrise everybody will know you didn't survive,