DEFENDER'S RAP

• It’s only fair to mention, I’m a demigod halfway to ascension
• I’m just rentin, this body of mine
• For a short time I’ll inhabit the mind of a mere mortal, a portal in time
• Expertly spittin explicit, explicative rhymes
• Expletive insolence, elicit inferences
• I’m gettin under your skin trickin ya
• I’ll have ya smitten by the way that I arrange the words that I’ve written
• The way that I twist em, fittin em together in a way that seems eerily unrealistic
• A ballistic arsenal of listless diction that’ll leave you wishin
• You woke up, went to the kitchen, opened your wrist up with a butter knife
• Beedin out on the floor twitchin
• I forwarn, my forlorn thoughts are not warm
• They’re deep and cold and an old soul is trapped in here tryin to take control
• A body snatcher, hatchin plans to hatchet fans
• An elaborate plan involving matches and a gas can
• Fannin the flames of my insanity, the damn rage
• The profanity, the man in me, takin a stand landin these punches candidly
• Handily dispatchin you and your whole family