DEFENDER'S RAP

• Ish the shit talker needs a diaper, a fire trail behind my pen you’d think I had a ghost writer/rider.
• You won’t get a cut of the cash like a ripped tee, bring the smoke like a chimney while your chick gets ate down South like Mississippi,
• Prick, I’m standing when I take a shit, my dick hits the lid, bet this trick sits when he pisses like a feminine bitch.
• Old money like Robert De Niro, all this Cupid shit is stupid, cuz I’m shooting explosive arrows,
• There’s no hoping for victory you’ll be choking, shot dead with your mouth wide open, dentist appointment,
• Call me old fashioned but you’re not about what you’re rapping, I’m laughing cuz I’m in the pocket with this like Lamar Jackson.
• Truth is, this doofus youth rants about coupes ‘n designer shoes spewing rudeness but it has nothing to do with this,
• I could care less about this fuckin’ fake, all about Robins like Master Wayne, I suffocate myself for pleasure when I masturbate.
• Blow your brains with 47 AK’s, sprayin’ blood on my surgery tray, and then I’ll take your mother out on a romantic date.
• The bullshit is overloading ‘em like sodium, and only time I give a fuck about a Talker is when someone’s behind a podium,
• The Doc is Dope like coke shoved up a nose and my flows rock solid like a family full of Flintstones cuz I shit heat and spit ‘out bones.
• Battling me dawg was unnecessary, your family will be crying when they gotta’ read your name out from an obituary.
• I’m drawing out the caskets like playing Pictionary, then they'll bury you like words inside of a fuckin’ dictionary,
• You can be rappin’ fast but you’ll never be the fuckin’ man, I explode like war in Pakistan, let’s see what you’re packing stan.
• I’m filled with malice, ballin’ out the gym like that white kid in Dallas, wonder in this land why you lost like Alice,
• Put your art to the test to see if you can balance, getting your ass whooped like Artest back at the Palace,
• My Coke flow is heavily guarded like the recipe, real G’s move keys in the streets but you’re just pretending like a tranny switching genders G,
• Couple rounds catch this fag, my glock found inside a porno stash, guess you could call that a fuckin’ porno mag.
• Once I make It, call my life story the Stephen King, because when it comes to saving a Penny, I’m Wise with the shit that I keep,
• IshTalker is notorious for being fat like B.I.G, I’ll haunt his dreams when’s its Life After Death like Biggie’s last CD’s,
• You’re so full of cap, does this man really suck that bad at rap? Is his time limited like Seth Morales’ time on this app? (haha),
• You’d make a sweet trick like Strawberry Fanta, I’ll have ya’ on your knees like the National Anthem blowin’ Armenians back in Atlanta.
• Back to that coffin line alive you’ll be dropped in, I’ll stick dirt inside your mouth and you’ll wake up coughing,
• This faggot sags his pants like Hospin, fuckin’ with the hottest artist he’ll be paralyzed and sent to hospice.
• Lifted up by nurses cuz he can’t go walking, he’s been used and abused as much as a Kardashians box has been.
• You’ve never seen a pussy in ya’ life, you could name yourself Kid Cudi and you still couldn’t get it Day or Night.
• Dick is hard like a stone rolling or shall I say a rolling stone,
• The last time IshTalker saw a pussy, he was playing with his OWN.