DEFENDER'S RAP

• I crush emcees like you crushed on girls, while I had 'em on they knees,
• I trust you know the theory of the birds and the bees,
• However, I prefer the analogy of the lock and the key,
• An' my key, a.k.a. cock couldn't fit into they little lock,
• They wanted to ride me like a bike, but I didn't wanna break they sprocket,
• So instead they suck it, lick it, she got wetter than a faucet,
• Didn't wanna force it, break her in, so I fingered her like a hot pocket,
• 'Til the day she could finally bring in her boat and dock it,
• Sorry mate, I took a couple pick-me-ups and got way carried away,
• I don't mean to go off-topic but ADD makes it hard to stop it,
• Keeping track of my bars, with this hangover I got from yesterday,
• Rest and pray and hope that your memory will last after today,
• I'll bury you alive, under the dirt without your dignity,
• Emerge into the earth, get in touch with your humility,
• You say you're pretty dope, but you must a' sold out, you ain't compelling me,
• I highly doubt you could cope with the bars I just spout, so bow down and don't pout.