DEFENDER'S RAP

• Uhh.. He gon' yada-yada wit' fluff, some wannabe Don Dotta shot-calla', I ain't gotta do much
• Whatchu need's a shock colla', 'cause dawg, shut the fuck up. Holla at me when you off of them drugs,
• You said you poppin' them buttons, and Molly's, but never a girl's body you've touched.
• Like Hogwarts he's mastered the Dry Spell;
• RNA is a gene-code but he can't figure out the password to a bitch's chastity belt
• You can't even mix and master a sound, the only produce you do is how much of a fruit you are, and I ain't talking a raspberry sale
• See, you do percs + MDMA? That's banana + Adam, 'cause you give the gawk-gawk 'til ya apple is swelled.
• Never a gangsta who peeled, a banana clip on the scene, but I'm here to watch you slip up
• 'RNASlyYvng' juvenile but by no means, a slick stunt, see RNA creates proteins ... But that doesn't mean he is one.
• Rather bump a young Sly Tendencies, 'cause you're diving in the shallow end of the gene pool, with no swim trunks
• You say you "store more bars than a vending machine," I guess it's just been out of commission
• This like stealing candy from a baby, even if the baby was Goku; that's blues with the beans, and you're STILL on, thin-ice 'cause,
• In this pissing contest I'm the, coldest to do it. And Golden Frieza is what you is, calling me, son.
• I'll pee on your grave in the dead winter afterwards too, writing in the snow "lol he never platinum produced </3"
• Said you have and it's as laughable as the registered trademark that you have on the 'Tube
• But a registered drug offender with a pipe full of "trail mix," shit the only acid I'm dropping is the Ribonucleic.