DEFENDER'S RAP

• let me start by sayin taht im not impressed
• by you fake ass bitches and the way ya dress
• wearin skinny jeansm,either you aint got balls or there very compressed
• behind the screen ya talk big but ya run away as soon as your adressed
• what happened to the real rappers not tryin to pretend
• my advise is get another job or do you comprehend
• if you dont you will umderstand the mind of a fuckin psycho
• if ya thinkin of merkin me ya body just might go
• into the river with 2 bricks and sunk or might be cut up in my trunk
• let me be very clear i dont fuck with no fake punk and this is ya bunk
• under the ground, no more screams, dead makin no more sounds
• inside im dead but still a killer call me the ghost hound
• where was i found, droped on my head six feet in the ground
• in other words im the ghost of all things that are evil
• sinister things, it hasn't yet begun this is only the prequel
• but before that shit i better open my wings and fly away like an eagle
• im sick all of the swag faggots sayin they got shit on lock
• about how that they bustin so many rounds out of there glock,
• fuckin bitches, more like hoes thats why ya got aids up on ya cock
• so where is all the real rap, the mental cases that will scrap
• not some phony lil bitches who claim they stay with a strap
• see ya on the streets a knife that will stab,
• then rip ya chest open your heart ill grab