DEFENDER'S RAP

• You say I should be as brutal as possible/ so I'm going to rip off ya cuticles and pull ya brain through ya nostrils?
• I'll rape your bitch in a hostile and drop her off miles from the nearest hospital/ while your body parts rest next to a box of popsicles
• Your funny shots just keep the opps tickled/ my punches will make your snot turn to a blood trickle/ nigga my fist will hit you like a scud missile
• Arotic bout to get smoked like exotic/ your gonna be the first murder shown in my epic biopic
• Your throne is microscopic/ I can send drones like Dr. Robotnik for this slow ass Sonic
• Ya flow is androgynous/ ya bars are monotonous/ like you spend the day in a factory making chocolate
• I'm not playing ball but Im foul, i might get Tech-Tek and put this White boy in a hole like Alpha Dog
• I got a beam on my Glock/ and you can't focus without your Adderall
• I'll take your body and make it a place for maggots to crawl/ your a faggot like Frat's balls
• Your glory can only come from a hole in a nasty stall/ your fat ass is going out like Biggie Smalls
• The God King is like ten feet tall/ on DMT and fentanyl/ bout to take this kid from the mall.
• Your the perfect Victim to devolope Stockholm Syndrome/ I will torture you until you accept my religion
• Whip you into building pyramids, like your schemes/ coming through like Freddy hunting you in ya dreams
• I will take a car and crash into your team of drag queens/ make ya gay parade day turn into a sad scene.
• The sickness inflicted within me has no vaccine/ I fuck over these bitches without a Maxine/ you might hang yourself like Epstein
• I'm gunning from the mezzanine/ I'll bust you at the seems like a Dutch Master/ your a butt clapper and left hand dapper
• Ya next album will be called life after/ I'm the iron chef/ the knife master/ creepy like a night flasher/ Ill bury you next to a time capsule.
• This lyrical gunplay got you looking like a model/ stumbling on the Runway
• I terminate shit and this is your judgement day/ I seek revenge like The Northman
• The God King sending killers like The Four Horseman/ your on my dick like foreskin
• But it's really for your whores chin/ I'll leave your dad like Uncle Ben/ and you, Far from Home
• You rap like a Narc's clone/ I'm snapping like a wishbone/ dancing on ya grave like I'm in the Endzone
• I'll put and end to ya chromosomes/ Gk Trill with the gauntlet full of stones/
• You wish you grew up in mobile home/ ya mom's still known for giving the locals dome
• I'm more of a Hulk Hogan than a Joe Rogan/ fuck talking, I'll crack your nose open
• This is like Aries Spears Versus Brittany Spears/ He's going bald and makes songs for queers
• Both of us have been around for years/ except only one of us is ever found on tiers/
• Some of your lyrics seem reverse engineered/ except the signatures ain't clear
• Hold my dick and beer/ watch me fuck your mom while your cuckHold father cheers
• I'll make you drink out a bottle that Holds cum and tears/ with the gun to ya beard
• I'm bodying you like the Dark Hold/ this is a tragic sight to beHold/ I'm a god like a did a CD with Hov
• Arotic is strapped like a 5th grade school patrol/ a .22 would be to big to Hold/
• I got a pendant that's gonna Hold ya soul/ You can't Hold back Trill when he's outta control
• You'll never break outta ya mold/ I'm not gonna be crossed off ya goals/
• My lines lined up by the Fibonacci/ I stay outta line like the paparazzi/ I'll pop you in a public lobby
• My pen will pop ya arms outta socket/ this how you treat bitches who get outta pocket
• I'm the only animal here like Rocket/ I got it on lock and you next to Davy Crockett
• Im gonna beat this bitch fair and square like Johnny Depp/ he thinks he's getting somewhere with those bomb threats
• While I'm dropping napalm from jets/ like Vietnam I'll wear ya ears around my neck/
• This is what would happen if a lion and a baby soaked in blood met/ this was so much smoke you better get ya lungs checked
• I'm standing on ya body letting my guns flex/ watching sons last breath/ your ass can't cash the check
• Your clutching the ankles of the Ref/ all just to get a Rep like Gangstaar/ you sound like Naardwar/
• Next year it'll be a guitar and Nascar/ you might have rapped ya last bar/ I killed you in a mask that looks like a Jaguar
• Your a Glaad Star/ I'm a landshark, that'll shake ya hand hard until it breaks apart/ you can't even break wind with a fart
• I mastered the art of violence/ omerta living by the code of silence/ now sleep son/ as I slowly close your eyelids
• Your getting sent to the underworld to meet Osiris/ my story is told on scrolls of papyrus
• Now Die Bitch!