DEFENDER'S RAP

• I don't know nothing bout you 'cept you challenged me to a battle, if I was a bettin man I'd say Solar's sole Purpose is to get up outta my shadow
• I done eclipsed your verbiage before you was even birthed bitch and cursed all the words you dispersing as a death sentence verdict
• In one take no rehearsing, cut right to the chase like infomercials... if you not dwelling in the internal Gates of Hell then, you not a proverbial Eternal
• It's my turn so now it's time to snap your sternum, pages of your rap journal burning cracklin in the fire, close your eyelids hear the cackling... it's the demise of your empire
• I'm freshly inspired, flesh gets peeled clean to the bone gristle, then proceed to inject complex rhymes schemes into your blood stream and nerve tissue...
• Tip a cup after every failed attack, homie I sip from the Holy Grail of Rap with the crown sittin tilted top my dome while you at home failing to be a Dad
• Go ahead list your lil stats, I'ma blitz quickly... fold you in a suitcase, throw you over a bridge for someone to open one day like a loot crate
• I'm the real life Bruce Wayne, Bruce Lee, Drew Brees, Kool Moe Dee, and Woody rolled up in a loose leaf, you...
• On that Rudy, pardon me excuse me but I'm hard, I got this lil freestyle rap in the park... but you don't come out after dark cause Solar know IshTALKER owns the room when I'm dancing with the stars
• My sole purpose is bars, my penmanship will pass your credit checks, I'm a Cadillac emblem pimp that'll multiply if you get this ultra fly Gremlin wet
• Who ignored all your threats and secured the win when I arrived on set, I get nothing but respect from the hood vets, dipsets, big booty bitches AND good sex
• While you sharpening ya pen, I was all up in... ya momma, ya sista, your nieces and all her friends that's ten with ass shaped like Georgia peaches
• You reachin... thinkin Ish won't snatch ya cash and shit on you, I ain't beefin cause you the type of cat to snitch on me... because of the bitch in you
• Allow me to introduce that Batman MasterClass Dick Grayson acrobat brazen Damian Wayne League of Assasin rap
• Now that's a fact but you ass at this you can't match up to Ish, you fat chick spandex booty in the front grammar spit
• This wanksta quit cause once he let the hammer click, I turned this into a Japanese Aikido Steven Seagal action flick
• You a footnote in my lineage taking yourself too serious when you over here rhyming like Homer Simpson... do your homework this is pimpin
• The indigenius bloodline disected on Rag's to Riches... the pedigree's ingenuous ascension from magnificent to ingenious Maleficent, is on exhibit
• Consequences... of all this constant hating is condemnation I'll stop your flow like constipation, you was born a star but I shine brighter in the constellation
• You ain't no competition or opposition and definitely not... in position to be mentioned with the greatest, you outdated I'm X-Rated Black Market label every bar fatal