DEFENDER'S RAP

• I will kill the sightless
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• in still silence, I instill whiteness
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• into your iris, spilling in a bright mess
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• until he rises from a lifeless crisis, mindless
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• But it's still wisest to see who Christ is, minus the blindness
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• you sublime spineless, to eternal's finest
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• I authorize his crime less file check, because an author writes his lines, yes
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• That's why you die without the arthritis mild wreck
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• Painless, put no back into fighting these wild threats
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• He knows not your heinous, no broken hostile sweat from vileness
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• Lines kept you steal from the bottom are stainless, now the ground is tile less
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• Assume old sumo lines out the anus, till it shows binds less, no tightness
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• So your stench is timeless, drenched with infinite unkindness
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• Luckily I suffer from sinusitis, but still my side knows, slight mess
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• A prime owns height if known highness finds no shyness
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• and hides from the sky less where the light stretches from eternal blindness.