DEFENDER'S RAP

• Leave you with bullet holes and pockmarks,
• I used to jack shops silent, then sing Toreader in holfmarkt,
• We beat the algorithm of life, and thus, never got the invite,
• Though Id rather stay real, even If I go hungry,
• Though where Im headed, to settle scores for the deprived,
• We went hungry too many times,
• Like that child who knew the only way was through lines,
• Of coke and the book, better than hoping to be voting for crooks
• I blast rhymes faster than nines,
• Inclined to slime minds with mine, the torment of running away in a corvette,
• I engage in red rage,
• This for the kid whos belly cries at night,
• Cause ma dont work while his dad almost dead,
• Thats why I prefer to roll with a glock and a cold head,
• You say Ice age, Im colder than absolute zero,
• Leave your girl, and your world burned and chopped in two,
• Or drive near your mansion, and pick a leaf from manson,
• watch cops pursue, fuck sharon tate,
• Im tearing hate and daring eight jakes to vacate with a strong gait,
• And take the fate of the mason,
• And chop a cop with a glock just so you know Im in form,
• I run rum and burn guns with massive force,
• You got your bitch in the yatch, Im in a classic boat,
• I blast tecs with vests on deck,
• Like chess we pawns who pay in blood, sweat, and flesh,
• Pound for pound, I punch above the heavies,
• But Im not human,
• You rock steady when you get your dose of coke,
• Im active all time, but my callsign upset the devil,
• Im clearer than seashells spotted within 6 of a monocle,
• My childhood years, was spent in dread, fear and pain,
• So I swore, either to protect all, or to make sure they never come near again,
• Im getting green cause them dollars make me ill too.