DEFENDER'S RAP

• Oy Vey.
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• By the look on that boy's face, I might never see the light of day again
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• after I toyed, aimed at his poor brain, and shot him point-blank.
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• Avoid me and if you guys actually got the balls to use name
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• in your songs again, a nut check might just cause you some groin pain.
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• I could take this whole page and fill it with joy, rage, destroy anybody
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• you want to stand in my way of getting the point across.
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• And when I say I don't need be gassed up to run on a full tank
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• I mean that you guys and detroit race, like the choice made by you snakes
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• is just poor, aint it, Sweet Loraine?
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• I, on the other hand, poised stay, ready to jump to my feet
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• and hit the shit with a coil spring.
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• Saying I'm Superman makes all of you Lous Lane.
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• Maybe y'all are just pulling chains because mine's yanked and
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• You babies can't conduct a class full of toddlers
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• much less drive a toy train.
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• My ass is finally broke I got coins laying in a joint bank.
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• I geuss when you guys sit in the toilet seat, you're the ones taking the piss
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• and expect me to hand out toilet paper.
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• You keep challenging me to blind battles
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• and you'll see you might need to replace your light switches with oil lamps.
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• The bullshit I'm bout to pulled today on you hoodlums
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• might just make you eat croissants.
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• Say you guys are locked and loaded, you might as well join gangs.
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• It's so diss-a-point-ing, out with 2 albums and I can't hear nothing
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• over the sound of my V8 getting an oil change
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• but if you were talking to me, you might need a voice changer or
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• modulator.