DEFENDER'S RAP

• //Verse Tewsly
• Tewsly reportin' live, I ain't done tunnin' in live
• I realize, I survive, I strive for success, Strides
• Is idealize, five guys ain't goin' to stop me, ride or die
• I don't work at five guys, Revival ain't goin' to top me,
• Try to stop me from goin' viral, I dial the right hand on the bible
• Final cycle of flippin' through my recital as I read through the lenses, (SNAP!)
• //Cd
• People really think if you rap with big words,
• Then it automatically makes you a rapping wizard,
• You wanna battle? We can go all out into a war,
• Without all the trenches or any type of fort,
• I'll cut you open, like I'm doing operations;
• Extract your mind so I can put it in proper placement,
• Cuz your mindset's on a coaster, on a rocking table,
• No balancing enabled, you're very unstable,
• Cuz it's either this hits with you or get hit with this,
• Reminisce my past and then make friends with it
• //Tewsly
• We battle cockalorums on a daily, spin it
• Around, cock a bunch of drums and let it rock back
• These rounds y’all twattle up n’ down, knock
• A nigga out but leave his brain like the last brain cell
• Beat a brabble brainless, but if he feels sickle don’t bother with a nickel
• Rabble bitches nevertheless, he’s bitchless who isn’t present
• But the women don’t got a ring present, he treat his man’s like a peasant
• So his pee sent a pea simp to blink a crapulous list saint sayin’ he ain’t ableist
• //CD
• If I breakdown, I just shock up my car cables,
• Sow up an Earthquake crack and suck up the tornadoes,
• Started reading the Bible as I was frying in Hell,
• Drank some acid and my stomach digested itself,
• Knees feel weak and I don't know how much more weight I can hold,
• It's my final chapter but there's still more pages to go,
• I'll make light kick your ass, and you'll just fear dark,
• Eyes are windows to soul, can't see my clear thoughts,
• Make vaccines get diseases, cuz I'm so sickened now,
• I have so much power, but I'm never tripping out,
• Got a narrow-mind, now get your head on straight,
• Got my eyes and mouth, at least there's still something to face;
• //tewsly
• This month, mornin’ hand slappin’ like wood, so ten bands
• Suspend his car support, laptop throwin’ like broken monitors fans
• Nigga high sly but them tew gotta apply reality, narrow mind
• Ends in gutter, which way to go, oh tew gettin’ pissed,
• Nah I ain’t on your head but I’m a-HEAD lap to bliss
• Bless-fully, the skill, it’s over easy, an egg fried
• So let’s pop a pill, will it spill it n’ kill it, or nut Meg it, bread
• Crumbs crack n’ crumble, cheese bitch (snap!) this
• Seems like a diss to spit fist full of hate towards you
• But I’m awarded myself with a man of the year so closer to fame
• //CD
• I'm grabbing magnums as my handguns,
• Leaving you breathless as all the ones with asthma,
• Got more tools than a Minecraft inventory,
• Time to close your book bitch, end of story;
• //Tewsly
• Benefits to blow, out n’ about movin to cook like a book
• For took his best friend, and now his best friend a fan of looks
• Look at the work I cocked, for the rest of y’all, I’m the goat
• The best battle rapper to put pen n’ pad on this rap sheet
• //Outro Tewsly
• (Next beat starts to play for our next song)