DEFENDER'S RAP

• Aye, homie says no cussin',
• It's 'ight I got another way of discussin',
• What's in my satchel, we know this kid fragile,
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• peep what I carry 'en think on my words,
• peep what I carry 'en you'll realize what works,
• Realize what hurts,
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• The way I bag yo mama up you'd think I'm stuck,
• Between heaven 'en hell spittin' straight muck,
• Normally I'd drop an f-bomb but guess here I'm outta luck,
• well shucks,
• guess I gotta be a bit more clever in the way I write here,
• grab the pen by the horns 'en let me steer,
• this convo to the paper, guess we'll all see you later,
• hatin' on how we calculatin',
• number by number but he trapped in that coagulation,
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• I ain't no mathematician,
• better with numbers when followed by ammunition,
• Guess I was right by suspicion,
• Homie gon' lose he's already down in submission,
• Let's pause 'en drop with a pound of wisdom-