DEFENDER'S RAP

• Your written’s plastic and your holding them hostage,
• You could make a few bucks if you recycled that garbage.
• I make a Milly’ quickly with that I will smack you silly,
• Fuckin’ with Doc, you’ll end up with a red-neck like a Hill Billy,
• These clips will over flood your lungs like a beer chug,
• Exiled from his Crip gang when I left ‘em throwing up Blood,
• Twist your neck with the tech, respect the best at the deck,
• Choke ‘em with a bench press that’s the only time he’s apart of a set,
• I bring the ‘Fire like Desire to this writer with a lighter,
• I’ll fuck your bitch and make you watch from home call you an Umpire,
• I’m sitting on top of Semi’s call me a fuckin’ Truck Driver,
• These Lyons/lines is too ferocious to handle like Empire,
• Silly rookie, I brought up that show cuz your chick gave me Cookie,
• This dude is an Opioid abuser who lives alone like a loser,
• And just cuz your name is MaskOn it does not make you Future,
• You’re a coon, a fake goon softer than a plastic spoon,
• Put my dick in your girlfriends ‘Dark Side of the moon’,
• I made her get on all Fantastic Fours that’s why they call my penis Doctor Doom.
• Leave your body cold and deceased in a tuxedo like a Groom,
• Just like the Wicked Witch of the West, sweeping you , the action of using a broom,
• I heard this faggie wimping, equipping Maggie’s but without the Simpson,
• This bitch is such a female that with himself he starts simping.
• He’s a lonely hoe he dreads being in Doc’s shadow like a Jamaican,
• Every dialog in his script is like a Chinese flick, all faking for entertainment.
• You fuckin’ bot, defeatin’ Doc? Like your mama, dawg, you fuckin’ thot/thought.
• Pull up to your block with a Glock, to work-out issues, but like a fat guy, you aint doin’ squat.
• Like a punished child, I do not play any games, that’s on the gang,
• Fuckin’ with the A-K will leave you slain, in a ball of flames, cuz King is lame,
• How are you a King without the crown? Let’s go inside a boxing ring, right now,
• We not exchanging blows cuz I’ma make you take some rounds right in the mouth.
• At the end you’ll frown, like a McDonald’s box when it’s upside down.
• I point my M’s like the candy wrapper, Allen, fuckin’ with me is not The Answer,
• Fuckin’ with me will leave ya body blown-to-bits like the Sandy Hook massacre.
• Paint your nails with the blood and label it a pedicure, a manicure,
• Not even Medi-Care could get you outta’ here, you’re fucked for life and it’s very clear.
• Listen mister, your sister’s sister back is blown like what’s in the wake of a Twister,
• You’re dead in a jiffer, you must got arthritis cuz you ain’t capable to pull a trigger.
• These turrets will make you run like Forest,
• Your body will be found in a forest by some tourists,
• Yeah, in the past you got 30 electric wins, but right now you got zero in the current.
• Softer than a baby-dick, killing them softly, moving the pieces properly like Monopoly,
• Just like a sexual offender these haters ain’t so fond of me,
• Get it, cuz the predator is used to fondling….