DEFENDER'S RAP

• For every flood there’s a drought, I just wanna get out
• “Land of the free, home of the brave” fuck you talkin about?
• For every hand on ya shoulder, there’s a hand stabbin ya back
• But these masked jackals blind us from instinct and actual facts
• But for every flood, a flower grows and somebody gets a drink of water
• For every backstabber, somebody has ya back at the brink of slaughter
• As long as we don’t turn a cold shoulder, those around us have the cheat code offers
• We race through this life at high speed and reflection makes zero dollars
• Our basic instincts may be missin when we make decisions
• But sometimes who we become and how we were raised is different
• When we find our silver lining, mine was hip hop in the 90s
• We ain’t livin in a world where everybody is ya high priest
• We can look for the light, we can hustle and grind
• But will the struggles in life just crumble and die?
• Everybody under this sky’s wonderin why, let’s not sugar coat it
• That’s why we gotta lend each other hands when it’s lookin hopeless