DEFENDER'S RAP

• (Snippet of don’t play with me, my verse)
• Uh, Alright, fuck everyone who doubts me, y'all can suck my 12 inch dick,
• Jason you don't have any dick remaining 'cause it was chopped off a long time ago,
• Goldenshower ain't responding anytime soon, he’s just a lil’ punk-nigga, couldn’t flow,
• CSL’s a squatter, disgrace to this rap universe, thinks he’s the truth, but I’m hearin’ none,
• I’ll could smash a bitch, but your flow's so weak, I’d have more fun with a loaded gun,
• Quit fakin’, your rhymes is achin', like you tryna act your way out,
• Mumble rap’s the plague, man, I’m ready to shout, bring the old days back, no doubt,
• X-Factor in the booth, you better pay respect, this is hip-hop’s resurrection,
• I’ll grab an M9, and let the M1s connect, yeah, I’m flexin’ every section,
• Oh, I’m sorry if you can't feel how I’m feelin', look in the mirror, see your own concealin',
• Tired of these wannabes, fake emcees schemin’, wishing on a star, while my squad stays gleamin’,
• With the all-star cast, here to save the game, you’re just the background noise, all sound, no flame,
• Ridin’ this mic till the day it all ends, best believe X-Factor's back, where the true art transcends,
• Fuck the auto-tune losers droppin' weak lines, I'm spittin' hard truths, sharper than a switchblade’s grind,
• So keep your distance, don’t play with me, understand, my crew’s loaded and ready, we just took a stand.