DEFENDER'S RAP

• You talk tough, but you ain't got a spine,
• Step in my lane, and you're crossing the line.
• Your verse weak — like a slap from a ghost,
• I spit flame that’ll turn your soul to toast.
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• You mumble threats, I deliver destruction,
• Bars so raw, I could rupture construction.
• “Death is calling”? I sent him your name,
• Now he’s waiting outside — ain’t that a shame?
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• You're a glitch in the game, I’m the system crash,
• You swing wild punches, I deliver the gash.
• I’m the last sound you hear before lights go dim,
• No round two when I step in the ring.
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• You call me dumb? Boy, check your grammar,
• Your lines fall flat like a broke jackhammer.
• I spit truth that’ll bend your spine in half,
• You spit jokes — I'm the one who laughs.
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• Say goodbye — your mic just died,
• I don't rap back... I let careers collide.