DEFENDER'S RAP

• clearing space for my mind to race
• running at marathon pace, hands on the wheel, swerve in these trenches
• now i'm sitting on benches, feeling deeply pensive
• all my tastes so expensive, yea, i've got all these desires, gotta express this
• first comes pleasure, then comes business, hella transactions to witness
• my eyes wide open,
• they lidless, thousand-yard stare, yea, i got a deathwish
• smoke so thick to blot out the questions, answering for these wrongful intentions
• nerves cracking, tighten and then slacken,
• gotta drop all this heat i've been packing
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• lines in the sand, cards in hand, make a gambit cuz i've got nothing to lose
• yea, i'm short on my fuse, years of neglect and abuse,
• ripping the cell bars off its hinges, you gonna hafta take me down with syringes
• all these wires that i'm stripping, knocking down walls, tearing out your whole building
• yea, i'm stressing, gotta count all my blessings,
• finesse on the beat, all i bring is heat
• smoke one while i stand on the peak, all this cannabis, yea, i reek, whatchu think
• melt my mind cuz my worries always inna hurry, keep em down, turn the music
• all the way up, yea, flip the script and load them gunz,
• got some things that need to be donez