DEFENDER'S RAP

• YLG? More like You Lost, Getoverit
• At this point even Tek would move on and know to quit
• If you claim you got the longnose with ya dogs, it’s dobermans
• My pockets make em break out in a sweat, you always broke as shit
• Clearly it’s the more experienced lyricist, puttin my own dog to sleep since y’all called for a vet
• How the phone case in ya pic got basketball players on it when you can’t even throw shots on the net?
• Ain’t no young life gangsta, you fake as hell and be player hatin as well
• Homie tried to rob me and only ended up takin an L
• Always tryna jack my style, even try and fail with the same rhymes
• I remember when you went by MC Venom I should have known this snake bites
• Ya real name Trey but I bet y’all wonderin why this really matters
• Bitch ya real name Trey cause you were handed everything on a silver platter
• Since I’m cookin Trey can get served for tryna always get a plate
• But I promised I’d stop bullyin no names, so now my Motto is just Trey
• It’s the Fresh Prince of hell’s lair, is that fear I smell there?
• Coroners got everything covered like European healthcare
• Oh you wanna war with me? Nah you got it backwards, I’m raw with it
• Off-kilter but authentic, I been sein numbers, even got ya mom’s digits
• Lemme spell it out for ya, when I catch em in OK I flip out and make it a KO for thinkin that shit would disturb me
• Take em out in Oklahoma like the fringe on the surrey get kicked to the curb till ya vision is blurry
• Spice it up for the chicken like curry you tryna get bodied and book bags like a nerd who attends Stanford
• You full of shit, must be cause you been pampered but I guess yellow bastards are the wave like Ned Flanders
• You tryna battle where everybody knows my name? Well I’m givin y’all a show with bars I’m Ted Danson
• When I present the raps/wraps I’m gifted, my right different plus I write different like that one kid who’s left handed
• Always tryna suck up to me and we all know how you think Adonis is handsome
• You really thought I would hold you down? Better thank ya lucky stars I ain’t hold ya for ransom
• Gone through more names than improvements, you just steal and then bish up cause you ain’t got the juice
• Everything you do just falls apart, y’all know YLG used to be the name of his group?
• This young life gangsta image is nothin but fake, I’m lollypoppin on candy rappers to put suckers in place
• You do some shit in vain and start runnin away, ya pic the only time you ever stood in front of a case
• But hold the phone cause homie you ain’t never made noise in the ring like ya phone on silent
• But if we get it shakin like a phone on vibrate, I got ya whole block locked down like coronavirus
• Raise the roof and bring down the house I’m spittin till eviction
• I’m critically acclaimed, you in critical condition
• Claimin you got all these charges, gotta separate the criminals from victims
• Cause you ain’t charged up and never spit ya lyrics with conviction
• Pistol whip em with his rhymebook for thinkin that was good
• You’ll hit anything but pussy then beat around the bush
• I’m fallin asleep tryna write for ya while you wakin up and puttin on ya mom’s outfits
• I ain’t even makin that up, I legit just yawned and wrote a bar bout it
• Just be grateful you get to feel this moment before I shift my focus back to real opponents
• Everybody on here is a king to you, and you try and suck their dick when you kneel before em
• Every time somebody on the internet says ya mom is fat, you have a heart attack
• You got insomniacs fallin fast asleep and even ya chiropractor ain’t got ya back
• You ain’t my dog in fact you a copycat and I’m a whole different animal
• Better hope for a miracle, I’m ridin whores like a carousel while you holdin their parasols
• You go from praisin me to talkin shit, you on ya high horse with one foot caught in the saddle
• And a stick lodged up ya asshole, I started writin for this thinkin it would be a compliment battle
• The puppet’s fought over troubled waters, try and jump ship now and become shark food as the harpoon enters
• They don’t call me mentally stable puppet, go through all these little episodes like Cartoon Network
• Leave em scarred with the bars like Zazu’s feathers, I’m just tryna see y’all do better
• Choke em with the money I was gonna give his mother, make em throw up blood more than Piru members
• If you get animated will the bald head, I’m just chillin cause you got Caillou’s temper
• Fuckin “Young Life Gangsta” you just ride the wave with whatever’s current like it’s tide pool weather
• Even my haiku pennin is a weapon to these amateurs
• Dump em in the trash before they get em in the ambulance
• I always get more votes, you think anybody scared of ya?
• You cryin “Stop the count!” more than elections in America
• You only ever battle me written now, ain’t confident enough to be sayin ya bars?
• I‘m willin to bet ya favorite song is called Poetry Killed the Radio Star
• Came from afar to threaten all these peasants with the presence of a legend
• You minute in comparison so time’s up, you can end up dead at any second
• Think he the money till he get washed, I’m thinkin Ozark, just bodied you again it wasn’t really so hard
• But next time you have all these dumbass delusions, please, for fucks’s sake, make it less than 64 bars