DEFENDER'S RAP

• Imma be sickening to these hoe, when theres dripping heat on my words,lyrically im involved, and with the beat i make a curse,
• to have reason it`d be that you run, but who isnt skitzo in this world,
• so im pretty sure that you are gonna come to get the toy
• and fiddle with dicks, probably suck, hit the lick a little bit and thrust,
• fresh i get it that you say you`re a blessing,but when i got you on my mouth chewed like candy,
• you`re meant (mint) to be the contrary of greatest,my mouth is racing outta thin air, im pacing,
• im feeling like slapping the hat out of your head-and,
• and use it my self, cuz to be honest cuz the time you been the freshest, its in a coffin, resting.
• so prepare and be reado cuz im sure that i got my argument straight,
• and that you got it flat like an appartment, like the empire state,
• when i attack it, it`ll be a twins tower recapture tape,
• with a plane of bars so big, it`d be crazy to see them not fly over your head,when i kill the word play.
• i murder children here, its no rules, unlike covid,
• im called the lyric cyst, cause liver hurt with a written curse, worst than a coffin,
• spitting word particles emptying my lungs off of these thoughts
• every coughin im closer to rippin this bum open, and ungutted.