DEFENDER'S RAP

• I'm notchin' six figures, watching as the haters get real bitter,
• They ain't pulling triggers, Ghost, you're the king of dick lickers,
• You need to sit mista, you gone' get hit, make an' example witcha,
• Body as it folds, I scold hoes, with my rolex it's dripped in all gold,
• You should know, or maybe you're just a phony who's really broke,
• And he proclaims to have a fortune, meeting me was your misfortune,
• Forging' skulls like a surgeon, these verses will kill urban's in churches,
• Wrapped in hearses, my bars molest you, they're so perverted,
• My nigga, do I really have to come out of retirement to put fire on hydrants,
• And show these new users why they should never rely on open challenges,
• It's full of miss happenings, cruel shit dappling, filled with broken rapping slapping,
• What a way to begin the new decade, a few gays who trade their souls away,
• For a few plays but could never hold a candle to an OG' who made it on lay away,