DEFENDER'S RAP

• Yo, Daxxx, you think you're hot,
• But your rhymes are cold as a frozen lot,
• Claim you’re a king, but in this rap arena,
• I’m the real ruler, you just a misdemeanor.
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• Look in the mirror, can’t you see?
• You’re a shadow of the rap game, not even free,
• Tryna flex with your lyrics, but they flimsy,
• Got more holes than Swiss cheese, they dizzy.
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• You post your tracks, think you up in the race,
• But when I drop bars, it’s like a slap in the face,
• You’re chasing clout, shouting loud on your screen,
• But my flow’s a movie, you’re stuck in a meme.
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• Biting my style, boy, you need a reminder,
• You’re just a cheap knockoff, a wannabe whiner,
• I’ve been at this grind,
• You’re just a little fad, a glitch in my shine.
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• I’m unleashing the fury like a storm on the block,
• While you struggle for pennies, I’m cashing in stocks,
• Step to the mic, I'll re-enact your demise,
• Spit flames so hot, burn the lies from your eyes.
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• You thought you could roll, thought you could dance,
• But I’m the real deal, you don’t stand a chance,
• So take this lesson, best learn it fast,
• In the school of hard knocks, I'm the one who'll outlast.
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• Daxxx, I’m the pen, you’re just some ink,
• A footnote in this story, a blink-and-you-think,
• Put your headphones on, but don’t be too crass,
• This diss track’s the end, now just sit back and pass.