DEFENDER'S RAP

• Can I put you in my microwave, and eat you like dinner?
• 'Cause your shit is manufactured like a picture from a printer.
• I'm a multi-tasking music king, I think we see the winner,
• Fuckin' fairies coming at me, "you remind me of my bimmer"
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• Cos I can't see it, never had it, never had you fags,
• Hate to say it, but your "swag"
• Is the equivalent of rags,
• Caked up, so you say, when you try to brag,
• Last I checked you were putting cans in Wal-Mart bags
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• Sit the fuck down, corny ass flows for years.
• Just listening to any tracks by you will hurt my ears,
• I know this makes you upset, rejection's what you fear,
• And so you write generic bars to try to sound veneered.
• The shit you spit has got me weak, maybe I should go lift.
• I know six year olds stronger than the bars you spit.
• I guarantee all of your tracks are either hit or miss,
• And typically they do the second. You can't handle this.
• You say you get bread, get whips, and fly ass chicks,
• But really you're in seventh grade, nobody's touched your dick.
• Mommy better buy some Kleenex for when I'm finished,
• Because I'm breaking pussies down with with my bad influence.