Man...
Why haven't ya checked in yet?
Don't leave my rhyme hanging out there...
Drop ya spit..
Here's mine:


Solar Eclipse gonna get lips split if he lays down his shit so quit don't spit, just tap and submit...
Ya may block sun but ya came undone the second ya begun so ya fall short, son like tryin ta rapid fire a harpoon gun.

Eclipse can't cop women...

So he's beastial in public and got arrested for "porking" a ham...
But he skipped bail and now dates sheep so he can say he's "on the lamb".

Now about ya raps...

Ya idiocy has ya rappin like Donald Duck cuz ya inhaled helium ta elevate ya lines...
So ya spit high pitched like ya nuts got cut and like a dumbass you don't mind.

Ship shape ya lines cuz they of watery design with soap sprinkled inside...
Wishy and washy, I'm like "Oh my gosh!, G", Ya really spittin that shit with pride?

And now...the pain...

Treat ya like a kid that ain't mine, abuse ya and be ya most dreaded...
Cuz when I split ya dome and ya blood leaves it's home, you'll really be "red-headed".

I spit toxic verbage that only kills herbage who show time and again, they incapable of courage...
And Solar's all queasy, brain spinnin dizzy cuz all of his wins have come off newbies.

I'm a head on collision and I'm a take this decision cuz ya ass like an un-insured car...
Ya "claim" ta spit but ya can't get far cuz like a dumb law student ya ain't passin this "bar".

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