DEFENDER'S RAP

• (yeah) he can keep on dissin' all he want, I ain't worried bout it
• (yeah) I said the waygu line already, told you he microwave my stylin'
• (yeah) whatever he talkin' bout god, I'ma devoted Christian, so I ain't worried bout it
• (yeah) he keep mentionin' the group cuz his own don't fuck with him, I ain't worried bout it
• let's see ya prodigy, math whiz, every lyric you write is a division of mine in past-tense
• sleight of hand? no one finna send for you, I make you dissapear like it's magic
• coughin' up a racket, all them missed bars, chokin' on smoke you ain't got the balls to rock
• and the only reason I pin your disses is to show everyone how not to respond
• no one's laughing at this murder, dismantling his ammunition, this mission admittedly over
• saying I buy my lines? must've pulled the short straw in life; you rock a "'tard helmet" like that doom motherfucker
• throw out that diss, recycled bars and plastic flow, in short, you garbage and reused, sucker
• what's simple is ya math; adding disses up against me when you can't do half the shit I've done
• you busy judgin' off props, that's why you can't win; fame don't equate to skill. this match is adjourned
• people ghostwriting my lyrics? really? imagining me with a BBL? this dude is beyond savin'
• just cuz all 3 of them would cook you don't mean I'm not flamin', so chill with the accusations
• props on a dead website; you care about recognition instead of competition, that's where we differ
• quittin' and goin' on hiatus ain't the same, let me demonstrate by giving you a permanent vacation
• I ain't worried bout it, I got money on my shit, so I ain't worried bout it
• I can't fall off, most of these rappers really pussy, so I ain't worried bout it
• you ain't never touched a plaque, nor a trophy, only ribbons sit on ya windowsill
• talkin' bout me in critical condition, you not competition, my flow sick; get benadryl
• I don't needa merge nothing, I stand on business by the book, you a fraction of a chapter
• don't gotta get off grams for nothin', he just an actor, only gram he knows is where you @ one
• he think we da same, (ha) I ain't on no leash, no one's holding me up to dog you
• you just a pup, this k9 leave you bloodied up so bad the animal shelter won't even want you
• when you gonna realize I ain't Jason, nigga face it, facefull of bullets leave you wasted
• you ain't finna see me dance to nothin', have niggas askin' "who's this?" I leave you faceless
• there's no bots to assist placement, you just ass, should've stuck with skill-based-matchmakin'
• there's no opps that'd run from you, SONOFJACK, niggas don't care enough to escape 'em, you nameless
• the pen been runnin' across the paper, no need to pick it up, I got it up 'till you've had enough
• the pen been sonnin' across-the-board, shut ain't finna change now, you don't want it bad enough
• I ain't worried bout it, why you switch your words up like they ain't mine, just with a ratchet flow
• habit, though, niggas claim they can hang with me, flows sound like they just hack it up
• I just stack it up, I ain't worried bout that shit, only reason you keep dissin' is cuz you know I'm up
• sad enough, pussy ass nigga ain't equipped to handle this clinic of surgical dissection
• can I or can't I? rappin', [this flow toxic, so when I bounce off the walls, I rip the plaster of
• whack-a-mole, who's next up, I may be hammered but I can still let this gat off
• antwrd, stop dissing bro it's for ur own good and I have a life
• 4eal