DEFENDER'S RAP

• I'm the new shit, the real shit, and true shit.
• But you knew this, so you slit your wrists.
• Because like lickety-split this shit I spit is so sick/
• It will make you put Band-aids on your shopping list.
• You limp-dick, whipped-tit, little bitch.
• I don't need you, but I do need this.
• Those out there reading this right now
• Somewhere in the virtual cloud
• You'll help me to sing this out loud.
• The crowd will go wild when I'm on the mic and I smile.
• "To Busy we heil," even Kyle will wile.
• While I pile-drive your dreams into dust.
• Crush your hopes like they were rust.
• Oh shush, don't sound so terse.
• I know it hurts but you need to cope,
• Or I'll send you home in a hearse.
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• Or I'll just steal your purse, bitch.