DEFENDER'S RAP

• Who are you? (Ha)
Randoms really be dick riding
Lemme tell you something.
• Fake gang gang white boy,
Go back to class, stop copying my flow.
This rap shit ain't for you and you know.
Bitch-ass kid, and you know.
I can't stop flaming you, bro.
White trash, like filth on the floor.
Trash we both know.
Your mom? A hoe.
This ain’t no competition, you know.
Get demon flames from hell below.
• If you had sympathy, you wouldn’t have dissed.
Now I put you in an underground water cave
• For you to die
Words from the wisdom tree.
Now we run up.
• 
Bust on you nah, just a joke.
You gang gang? You can’t rap for shit.
Go back to rap university.
• You see
Your verse? Irrelevant.
This ain’t no heavyweight battle.
• It’s light weight with one peddle
Cracked your skull with my fist on sight you bleed.
Why you cryin', vonntay 
Go back to hittin' on hoes.
• You done?
now sit down inna chair.
class dismissed.
You ain’t built for war.
Just a name on my list. Bitch ha’