DEFENDER'S RAP

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• This burnt crisp talkin' reckless, but the cracker got no seasoning
• Death row execution, every bar a different reasoning
• They witness what believing in delusion really mean to him
• The coffin getting measured while he still out here breathing in
• I got Three To Da Four battles but just need this one to finish it
• Crispy acting tough but the name sweet like a Cinnabon predicament
• Examinate Mr. Proctor, the one who monitors is softer, switching titles like he syndicate
• But both identities wack, double the trash, identical predicament
• Meanwhile The Justice sound like detention and a prison fate
• Chips And Crisps aint no better that's the breakfast kids eliminate
• Burned bacon strip persona while the skills evaporate
• This the goliath, the beast, comin' in, he just a midget with no percentages
• Slingin' the "Sling me" this rock bounce back and split where his appendix is
• Genesis to Exodus, this execution leave no witnesses
• Talking meetups because he scrub when he lost before we even spoke a phone word
• Every bar he spit just prove he need to stay where clowns herd
• Led by a queen, you led by a bitch when he is mentioning bondage like he know submission
• This Freudian slip bulldozed, the boy obsessed with that position
• Domination, dominate this, may be feminine but still dominatrix/
• live your fantasy while I'm the one who strike precision
• Every line he write just show me where to make the incision
• The warm-ups over, you crispy cus it warmed up
• You tried to fuck with the Hive, now the whole shit done woke up,
• But, Nah, that section was the whole peak
• These Religious angles weak, debating prophets when his flows reek
• History lesson boring, theological with no technique
• Battle rap aint Sunday school, this murder on the Oak Street
• The lifeline to just phone a friend he mentioned hives but Crispy got no squad support
• The rough skin he bumpin', just gets stung and rung by the Hives/
• But the Bees don't swarm for him, they flee when this deported passport
• Flex without muscle? This the biceps brachii, but/
• You wouldnt know, your still, That's a mannequin at Sport
• The supposed veteran at gyms but never picked up what he thought
• This Reaper Meeting Three rounds and he receive defeat
• Three wishes couldn't save him when I'm standing on these cleated feet
• Lines connect like dial-up, slow and ancient, obsolete
• This crisp getting chipped, dust remains on every concrete beat
• I aint lost yet, let me take off your cap, history don't lie, it document
• The losses pile high like compound interest on his debit
• Send shots ya way sayin' battlin yahweh, but that's because divinity don't let him in
• Lost age fighting modern times, prehistoric specimen
• bleedin' out yo junk in the backseat of a taxi and its just sanitary, anatomical
• Let me defy this boy, defiance need a worthy opposition
• Can't rebel against nothing, let me get the acid that form the composition
• Written by committee but committee vote for demolition
• His whole style committee suicide with no physician
• Giant killer cosplay when he barely reach my shin position
• Tension adds to nothing when the target practice missing
• Servin' no justice by swinging wild but every punch go right past, dismissing
• Every diss attempt just prove he need to stick to dishes, every dish washing position
• Im really buggin' you the way you have hives/
• you cant even get them squashed beneath the sole
• This pesticide really got me and him pest and bride/
• He cant afford rent, no control
• Proctor preaching lessons but the student playing teacher role
• Meanwhile I'm the principal who run the building, every goal
• Religious route exhausted, getting fact-checked and demented
• Name jokes tired, personal angles misrepresented
• Crispy running out of ammunition, clip emptied, dead ended
• Im the best bruh, You Never that, not close, not in vicinity
• Slept on? Nah, awake but fans choose sleep willingly
• His truth is fiction while I'm speaking documented history