DEFENDER'S RAP

• It hides behind the darkness,
• flames of rage ignite and spark this,
• feeling dead inside, so I continue to pick apart this empty carcass,
• regardless, it seems harmless,
• but every single bit of harshness I will harness,
• the power to make an artist artless,
• driven by the trait of being heartless,
• it's time for the largest harvest,
• of egos and words to determine the hardest,
• I ain't saying I'm trying to get into this market, I don't have targets,
• I'm not the smartest or the sharpest and I'm the farthest,
• away from reaching the top, cause times like these are the darkest,
• And so I started, my words came and departed, so I'll stay guarded,
• as I get bombarded, like a spartan,
• but hopefully these words wont get discarded.
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• Delving into these nightmares, you might hear
• Something that'll really ignite fear, the right ear
• Will catch any message that's light years, from sights clear
• Thinking that it's all in your head, till the knife veers
• Into your direction ex pectin you not to cave
• The lust takes a hold of your soul, body your brain
• Feelings that can't be contained, till you feel the strain
• Every itch, ache, crave that you pray you can keep at bay
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• My mind is conflicted, I'm restricted from the environment I live in.
• Locked in a cage like an animal, intentionally wound inflicted.
• I'm kept in chains for the protection of the doctors who injected me
• with cyanide to kill me from seeing my own reflection.
• But it must've not worked, cus I've risen from the grave,
• I'm mentally insane, back to life to come assassinate.
• My DNA's encrypted, with evolutionary genes,
• I'm the one chosen to come and wipe the streets clean.
• My parameters unlimited, spread across the globe
• Alone in a zone of hate, spiralling outta control
• In my every action, you couldn't get more movie action.
• I'm dropping nuclear bombs, exterminating the masses
• Like a Scorsese classic the chaos is inter-galactic.
• I'm turning a wheel of fortune into a wheel of death, reeking havoc.
• I should still be locked in the asylum,
• but the doctors gave me clearance
• Injected with cyanide but buried alive, apparently.
• And got never heard me scream,
• HELP ME!