DEFENDER'S RAP

• Step in the cipher with a compass, I’m orienting the narrative north
• Pens sharpened by patience, I carve arcs in the air when I talk
• You swing for the fences with static, I’m fencing with cadence and force
• Parry the panic, my damage is managed, I’m damaging doubt at the source
• I don’t raise my voice, I raise ceilings, my volume is measured in miles
• While you measure reactions, I’m measuring impact and miles on the dial
• Internal combustion of consonants, piston-to-punchline ignite
• I idle in pockets you’re jogging through, timing your breath for the strike
• No threats, just a thesis defended with evidence woven in steel
• Footnotes in footwork, my steps leave a legacy under the heel
• You chase the applause, I pace with a purpose, I breathe in the room
• Turn pressure to diamonds by thinking in decades, not seasons or moons
• Every bar’s a lever, I move markets of thought when I lift
• Your reach is impressive, my placement’s impeccable different gift
• I’m calm in the chaos, a monk with a drum in the war
• Beat turns to prayer when I layer the words till they’re swords
• No filler, no mirror, I’m clearer the closer you stare
• I don’t need to outshine, I align and the light finds me there
• My cadence does yoga, contorting the tempo with grace
• While you sprint to the punch, I marathon meaning and pace
• I study the crowd like a courtroom, then rest my case
• Objections get overruled by the truth in my face
• I build with the bricks of your misses, then live in the house
• You live off the look, I live off the labor, we’re not the same mouth
• When dust settles quiet, my echo keeps shaking the floor
• Shake hands after victory class is the real final score