DEFENDER'S RAP

• Verse 1
• I studied the greats, now I write in italics,
• My mind’s a blade — every bar brings balance.
• Syllables sync like gears in a clock,
• Pen game strong, got ink in the stock.
• Flow too fluid, it’s a thesis in motion,
• Metaphors layered like tectonic oceans.
• Grammar in flames when I enter the booth,
• Came with the facts, now they duckin’ the truth.
• Wordplay rich, no filler, no fluff,
• Every line built tough like it studied too much.
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• Hook
• This that A+ sound, check the rubric,
• Paragraph heat, ain't nothing too stupid.
• Structure tight, every stanza intact,
• No cap, I write essays that rap.
• This that pen game honors, no gimmick,
• Lyrics got weight, and the rhythm stay in it.
• From the first draft, I attack with poise,
• My bars get grades — yours just make noise.
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• Verse 2
• Similes spark like flint to the gas,
• Double entendres from honors class.
• Eyes on the page while I master the craft,
• Each hook a footnote, each verse a graph.
• “Flow like water” — nah, mine’s like wine,
• Got better with age and deeper with time.
• I don’t just rhyme, I analyze themes,
• Like dreams deferred and crumbling schemes.
• A scholar with swagger, essays in beats,
• Put the game in a binder and gave it receipts.
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• Hook – Repeat
• This that A+ sound, check the rubric,
• Paragraph heat, ain't nothing too stupid.
• Structure tight, every stanza intact,
• No cap, I write essays that rap.
• This that pen game honors, no gimmick,
• Lyrics got weight, and the rhythm stay in it.
• From the first draft, I attack with poise,
• My bars get grades — yours just make noise.
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• Outro
• GPA bars, I don’t skip class,
• Even my silence got lyrical mass.
• I rap like I’m graded by a Harvard prof,
• So when I drop heat, it’s with the cap and the cloth.