DEFENDER'S RAP

• Energised off the erratic, energetic static I generated, as an MC I will always be venerated,
• Enigma, your scientists could not map my cognition to known spheres of man,
• The pen is like lightening, thunder strikes when I hit paper with my god fearing hands
• The sheriff blasting bare riffs has arrived to do justice to this scene, your rhymes weaker than a paralysed spleen,
• Instil the fear of a dying career in wannabe rappers, and those smart enough get under my wing: to fly,
• My rhymes can cause MCs to disappear like spontaneous combustion,
• Few match the gumption, assumptions and compulsions associated with me,
• Expertise of a demolition expert, I take you down like the world trade centers,
• This is a crash course led by a taskforce and we blast raw cadence into your cranium,
• Never will the clever provoke, only joke in this battle are your whack rhymes,
• Track time most strictly, and I give you about a few minutes worth, before I put you in the dirt,
• Or in the graveyard of my kills, simply ill with the skill until the sixth seal heals,