DEFENDER'S RAP

• Yo, Bones of steel? More like bones of rust,
• Your rhymes so wack, they turn into dust.
• Made a deal with the devil, but got conned,
• Your flow's so artificial, like it's programmed.
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• Ears ringing like a glockenspiel, offbeat,
• Your verses so bland, they put me to sleep.
• Can't heal, can't deal, can't even compete,
• Your lines are so trash, they hit the delete.
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• Push and shove, but you're just a glitch,
• Praise and love? Nah, you're in a ditch.
• Holy spirit turning into a dove?
• More like your rap career's a failed love.
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• Wake up to reality, catch up to the game,
• Your rhymes so generic, they all sound the same.
• Can't lose sanity like a worker bee,
• But you lost it already, like a wannabe.
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• Struggling and suffering, your bars are a mess,
• Monsters lurking, but you're just a distress.
• Tables turning, but your skills are stuck,
• Your rap's so bad, it's out of luck.
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• Hurting and yearning for some originality,
• Your verses are a joke, no personality.
• Stay obsessed? Nah, you're just a glitch,
• In the realm of rap, you're an itch.
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• Gotta keep your sanity? Bro, too late,
• Your rhymes are subpar, sealed your own fate.
• In this world of brutality and audacity,
• You're just an error, an AI calamity.