DEFENDER'S RAP

• Startin’ @ 20 seconds
• (Verse 1)
• Been told that the iron in blood tastes like copper,
• Many mass murders of people, as much as latest concerts,
• Gamble you're life and put everything on the table offer,
• Why am I so twisted, I guess you can blame my father,
• Dealing with brain damage, trapped in a straight jacket,
• Get slayed with hatchets, puking in a waste basket,
• These coordinates in my mind aren't on the same axis,
• No longer normal, realizing I'm having changed habits,
• My hair is falling out in clumps and I feel the blood shot eyes,
• Vision is turning purple, seeing the rays of the sun got light,
• Down here we're living incredibly horrible, such hard lives,
• My head turns and buzzes, I see stars like I'm drunk off wine,
• Running these things literally, with the chainsaw,
• I ripped the blade off, I'm marking my place 'til I stay top,
• When I get the chance of killing I dive in like Trey Songz,
• There's blood dripping from the walls, more than rain drops.
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• (Verse 2)
• Killing these verses and torturing doctors and nurses,
• A nutcase, head spins like blades of a helicopter turning,
• I'm a mental kid who'll make you pay the cost and earnings,
• You will be an accident, like your birth, condom's not working,
• Impaling you hard in the torso with piercing double spikes,
• Tryna run and hide but I'll find you as you struggle to climb,
• Leave you to suffocate in the quick sand as the mud will dry,
• The one survive, dumb and blind, rip open your stomach tight,
• Tie you up with duct tape, and my tough brain is just blazed,
• Stabbing with enough blades I'm crushing you with much weight,
• Some way in blood state I frustrate to get things the fuck straight,
• Cussing in rage so much my tongue's flamed, I'm officially a nut case,
• An animal chewing bars off, in my teeth looking like braces,
• Just leave me behind cages before your life changes,
• I'll read you out of history, make sure you die nameless,
• Find the right payments to make sure you're fried like bacon.
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• (Verse 3)
• I'm locked up in this lock up like Jason X with his clock up,
• was mocked on, so cocked up my gun and with slaughter mod up,
• I was caught up by some cops, and was docked out,
• Here, to an asylum, a 1000 miles off an island, knocked out,
• 'Fore I dropped out, my hometown, people were tyrant, I was cropped out,
• was poked down, to ghost town, was living and brought up like a chopped clown,
• I got blood all over the room and vroom I go running over the docs,
• I own this fucking place with vip, blood floods all over the tomb,
• it blooms and fumes real cool, we're older than 662,
• 4 years, 664 flash floods of thrashed buds over the tomb,
• Phew, no baby after I drilled through their womb and lowered the doom,
• Joyful, gotta bloody cleaver for your heart and shredder for your brain,
• Shred your brain and leave the fucking stains over the place,
• We gotta chainsaw, you can bite the blades off with your hands on,
• With the fans on, your fans want your head off, you can't fend dawn,
• Now chop your scrotum and balls off and keep 'em in your museum for show,
• like the Colosseum on roll but it'll burn like magnesium for sure.