DEFENDER'S RAP

• Aye man,
• I'd rather be flipping flows than
• To be hitting licks flipping bricks
• But no joke Pinocchio.
• Put the sawn off to your throat;
• If you don't pay up,
• We coming at you with straight gun play.
• On Western street like I'm
• In the fuckin' show Gunsmoke.
• It's Friday...
• So I finally say,
• Have that paper coming my way.
• I see the blunt in your mouth,
• Run that up and you say chinga tu madre.
• Down two blocks from my house.
• You give it up.
• I'm gone,
• I'll save this for later thanks by the way
• I won't see you later,
• Then BLOW bye hater.
• The sawn off goes off
• We run off to the ball park.
• Running and laughing,
• We out of breath.
• Wondering what's going to happen next.
• Police sirens in the distance;
• Catch our attention
• Now we're sweating the sounds
• Of nearing persistence.
• I make it back to mi casa,
• See my little momma;
• Ended my whole night
• With her swallowing commas...