DEFENDER'S RAP

• Waiting for the perfect time for conversation
• Betta get on that train before it leaves for my nation
• That grow those damned trees, blood on the leaves
• Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats
• That grow those damned trees, blood on the leaves
• Spit selvage my nigga, it's in my jeans
• See him on the ground blood splattered
• It's a fools fate without your word
• And niggas slippin if they think the fucking grip is a lie
• Conspiracy theories, illuminati leaves the rest to die,
• Written in blood on the wall
• The board ceo, i'm glad you all
• The more small people at your door like please can i receive
• To write motivated until the adrenaline leaves
• Leaves yours sitting on the curb
• That bitch was racist, got me fired
• Don't worry bout a thang baby
• Blood on my palms, it haunts me
• Coughing up blood and choking on ya huge pride
• I know you see me looking girl go on and act right
• My wrists run red with blood splattered on the bed.
• Your friends say, why we not together yet
• Same game, same blood, same coat on my back
• The door crack, niggas all black
• Your father leaves you on the fray, few dare venture,
• This what it sound like if i sent my dad a letter
• Pulled over on the way home still covered in blood
• Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and
• Go burger king on life's ass as this hanging rope leaves me to fall.
• Hittin your door while your car's spinning, hitting the wall