DEFENDER'S RAP

• I'm running back to get them,
• Have to detach what you had stacked as that's when I had attacked through set's members
• Yes, dismember every living thing that isn't me, whilst vision deep within this written speech.
• have to end here,
• lit sparks is how it starts,
• blackened embers scar dark patches onto the wall as to remember not you at all,
• what faggot?,
• You wanted to play, should I have bought you a ball,
• instead of brought you a brawl brewed up storms,
• when we talked through the wall.
• get your corpse chewed up, scorned,
• spewed guts, drawn,
• all over your mothers new, cut, lawn.
• so who sucks?.
• you suck Shaun the sheep,
• so go on, you crawl, a creep,
• whilst we're all asleep, yet to know I'm awake waiting with the blade as I align a scrape.
• As I plan another Lure in reach.
• to me this rap game league is like having minors raped.
• who would have thought tubes in a naught would have distracted you long enough for me to foresee that your broads on me wanting to take off, half nude in the drought,
• putting my cock in her pussy, that's literally, "two in a thought".
• Didn't want to get Destroyed in a battle?,
• well you should have " Googled, Brutal Assault".
• Researched everything to use in the vault,
• but no trust those losers who choose to just sulk.
• spitting their dummy like a nudist adult,
• because i spit fluid in bulk.
• Don't play Hangman with me for my lyrics will wrap themselves around you neck to have you hung with the
• noose as a fault.
• I maybe be one but I'm synonymous with the world, I'm a lone unit occult.
• Electrically charged, discharging numerous bolts.
• so be careful when crossing my sea's when he invites you to go cruise in his boat.
• for soon it is told that these legendary rumors hit gold,
• but that's a fuck'en lie, like when Humans were sold,
• forcing them to get gruesome, involved,
• cutting to pieces their own brothers n nieces because of their colors mixed with other beliefs that, showed he put trust into Jesus
• so now they want him to shutter in weakness, with nothing to remember their loved ones but, a bloodied, shoved gun, inside the skull of his young mum, whole life infront of him, undone,
• for the most stupid shit, whoa..
• Everyone knows what I spit is like straight from a shooters clip, cold.
• fragmentation's are all that's left as an agitation,
• left for the man to take a stand to crack the case in with annotations on profile of this this
• Convict, Fugitive, sole.
• from running the history to the very last "Computer Chip Code".
• to his involvement with sacrificial Bond, "crucifix goals".
• So I suggest you Think before going against me knowing I'm angry, before I force you to
• chomp on Food that is old,
• and have the nerve comment on it like,
• " Ew dude, it had mold".
• I'm too ruthless in cold, temperatures drop as my appendages bend inside my muscles as my appendix twists,
• and yet with this I can still throw shade in your face like " I know you are quick to be attentive, dicked".
• sensitive brittle man left with no sensors, stripped, no filter, no censorship, no guidance, lives his life auto pilot, no mentor ship,
• So don't bother stepping to me or my excellency will slit your neck into three, severed in deep, left headless, a heap of body left to seep in soggy, carpet, as in spirit you say yes, as you see he's Godly, praying saying " Rest in peace to Bobby".
• and you couldn't even hold anything down let alone experience a "Groupie chicks hold"
• this isn't news to fix souls, this is you playing your cards wrong digging a "super big hole"
• Just for you to go to sleep in over the sober weekend is what you were just told.