DEFENDER'S RAP

• my rhymes are potent dope and forever fly;
• he'd get high from a-scent of mine.
• he's putting in work but won't ever quite make it..
• it's mythic stuff; his 'Sissy-fuss' is "climb related",
• I'm bolder. you're not rap, try rock, you're not "climbing".
• how much cash would I have to pay you to stop writing?
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• I'm out of your sight but this isn't "blind hatred";
• your bars are dark.. I mean, your shine's faded.
• I'm rapping tight and holding it down, "the bind's sacred".
• your "grind"s on the gutter side, quit this and try skating.
• perhaps you're better at graf' than rap so try painting, you might make it.
• you're quite basic but why face it? lying to yourself is your pass-time, ain't it?
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• I see sore lightweights saying that the movement died.
• I'm only playing.. stylin' with youthful pride,
• your style's ancient. you're killin' it. euthanised.
• you only say "the binds sacred" coz you just got crucified.
• you can't Eve-n' Add'em right or tell truth from lies,
• I'm serving you like your last supper's due tonight.