Neverending Rap Battle

hey glitch , good job on the consistent efforts when i have time i'll show you a few tricks on how to convey your message better

I put Dignity over Bigotry
when people try to belittle me
i literally kick there knees out
till they look up to me , now
people acting uppity
if it was up to me
id add an orgasm with the fuckery
busted through the glory hole
you fuckin see
dre er day , dj press play
Hi tech what up sway
got bags a jay's , and you want Z's
sleeping on blocks a G's
n these pac emcees mockery's
thought em broke the monotony
ahemm , girl looking at my wood said is that mohogany
her and her friend said something bout monogomy
or sodomy shiiit either way
im a ******* odyssey odd ta see , even the god in me
see the po side'n
flows the freshest no trident
laugh at wack cats with a gold touch when they hold diamonds
i cut tracks and beat up beats cause i dont want no mo sirens
man im so so silent , people so byist but cant afford to buy ****
so eat some glow worms till your soul burns passed the blindness
third eye kindness open your blinders n see the science
that cant fit your binders
can someone ask my ass where my mind is ?
when you watch me throw away my watch
and clock my boss , thats timeless
minutes before i toss the timex
a second chance to think in advance
advance an stamp my signature on closed eyelids
unlock ideas door like a lobotomy with a caulked 44
to leave u open minded

The streets are alive with the sound of music
It gets us moving deep like creases in Roman tunics
I've seen a lot of old players act like O.G.'s
And I've seen a lot of newbies act like oldies
because they always tend to think they're much wiser than the common
people, they sleep around with them, said Jarvis
Cocker, beat them to a Pulp like the band
These cats are like cigarettes, a whole bunch of fags
being burned at every single opportunity
It's a running gag, endless like troop trenches, trying to act groovy
They jump every time the coast is clear
And wreak havoc like they're prodigies, looking a little worse for wear
And we're all supposed to be scared ?
Always making like they got empty cupboards, everything is bare
Back to the description of music
It soothes me, kinda like menthol oil fluid
I anoint it when I get ill
This flu gives me the chills, like snipers, they're set to kill

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f6O9nyg80tc&feature=youtu.be
this is my new music video. it was for school so its not the best but i did my best

okay the video ended up not working so im working out the fixes

all i ever knew was the blues
till i saw green now im a machine
use to see red , couldnt stop my head
started smoking purple saw lifes full circle
99 shades a gray,never let a book colour my day
never acting yellow , hello my rappins yela

baby what slides down your breasts and gets bigger when you pull it ?
a seat belt , sweets hell booty so hot u make my knees melt
start kicking my ass ... went from clicking a glass , to liq'n the past , ghetto booty ima evictin dat ass, schoolgirl sittin in class , dancing for tuition , strippin to pass , u got enough intuition , people keep on bitchin , cause your my dog , whats cooking my kitchen and girl your finger licking more bones n thighs .. then colonel sanders when homes gets fried...hmm how i know your mine ,lets take this game to overtime..when this is over im already up puffing on dutch ,, girls blasian , blazing uh amazin , you know what im sayin sayen slaying dragon after dragon and finally my eyes can see a princess ... ive bin blessed ...blessing this bowl cause I got balls to stay fresh, never reuse a latex im just monkeying around some great ape sex-ual innuendo Outdo bloody mental like cumming in menstrul , fresh to death menthol , or whatever i meant yo ... girl you know my M.O . Mmmmmm Ooohhh
i know you want Mo ...lets remove your tonsils

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YGhWZlph_nM&feature=youtu.be ight here is my version of my song ultimatumz music video me and bambs might make a real music video soon hopefully

https://soundcloud.com/thedarknova/kung-fu-hustle-prod-fthighprofilebeats new song with me and prof

leggo

is it lyrically good?



Watching bitches sitting,hanging with the riches, gritting my teeths as its angrying me,jelousys naging me,fingering,pinching my head and lynchingly waggin me

Squinting at their ring finger,watchin that diamond glisten,it saddening me as its vividly reflectin the grindstone ring im wearing on my motherfuccin mid finger

Its mentally stressing me,limping and lamely going back ta home,sweating-g,on way smokin cigerrate the sunrays feel hotter than this litted tabacco

Face turnin purplish red,Just as i got in my society,saw a man on the driver seat,driving mercedies benz passing by right sight side of me,with the ac on,window open

at 40 degrees it felt like its 10 centi-grades as that ac smashed its breeze at my reddish face, than it passe-d b-by,felt the sweat on my body, clothes all wet,tears came in my eye

As i reached home,went straight to the bath and i cried,looked straight in to my soul and asked god why

4-LETTER WORD FREESTYLE

[Verse]
Some good guys walk tall, some nice guys walk bold
Some hood guys talk cool, some guys toss bows
Some roll with mobs, some fire hood guns
Some guns they kill with make more mobs lose ones
Baby boys live poor, such ways make them evil
They grow nuts each week, they grip tecs that leak meat soup
Each year some dumb girl gets laid, sone barn girl gets paid
They risk they life, mind, body, soul, even they face
Life isn't fair when they kick your butt
Take your bags, make some gags, then they dick your ****
Loot your crib with guns, tear your rags from your self
Hack your heard, bash your legs, make your wife yell like hell
Your face goes dark like your skin tone, your mind can't know
Your body gets numb, plus hands and ribs grow cold
Your girl gets down, sobs with both eyes numb
Asks Jesu, pray Hail Mary, begs like nuns
They won't stop, like Puff / Mase, they don't stop
When each shot come from shot guns, then each man drop
When some guys walk this area, they keep both eyes open
They look well over they self, they don't know when
they will face doom that lurk, only time will tell
They don't know evil when they meet some, like cold hell
Like some role-play game, Ills' tale gets epic
More real than your skin vein, make your hard neck kick

You Know What!

ya ya you know what.

you know what i hate
everyone is trying to make
they plate
for food for thought
and you know what
we just malnourished
and what they forget is worthless
dont mean priceless
do something with life miss
or youll end up rappin
just like this
i put sweat and blood in
imma bleeder
they like " you suppose to be a leader!"
"but you aint runnin sh*t unless its away from it!"
"who the hell cares!"
i try to help a nigga out
but i aint welfare
i cant save nobody kinda like health care
i got do-do on my two-shoes guess imma hafta start runnin the ****
but i aint found fun(d) in it yet
thats social security
the state of states has fear in me
and if its my dna
then we better be afraid
we all bitch made
and bred that way

ya ya you know what.

you know what i come from so many different angles
you dumb i'll leave a rapper mangled
hang dull fags
by his bags
on the american flag
leave em star spangled
spanked ya
like a kid actin up
lets wrap this up
cut a rappin punk
imma toe tag a spitter
like a guy with a foot fetish on twitter
bitches are snitches getting stitches
i clip the breast snip off a clitterous frick with us
dicks to the police
you shoulda come(cum) soona
eating artists im a consumer
and ill give yah all the bissness
agent 47 taking out ronin you are all on my hit list

ya ya you know what.

you know what i may trick
the matrix
but thats for kids speaking of kids
im the product of what slid
from proffs balls
into your moms vagina halls
afterwords he never calls
i know it aint saying much
but my lines leave you touched
like a boy around a catholic priest
you love how my rhymes cleverly match the beat
fighting sentries centuries of center trees
just ask Adam and Eve
on the eve of Christmas
i got bitches
screaming Jesus like marry
and its scary
that we no not
that we so close to a robot
they controlling the controller to control her and him
but wont control me im trying to clear the bots in me
cursed by irresponsibility
hit the gong
sends the lyrics into me
hit the bong
sends the spirits into me
exersise while i excersise in need of extra eyes
in my excess lives for all my exes lies
and ya you know what
im still on my way getting closer every day for what i say
guided by mbk

ya ya you know whattttttt.........

Damn ya'll going in


devil an hip hop in the blood cells
god and hip hop walking above hell , poppin lapels
La L's Hold um up smoke um
dub L roll um up roach um
ash that'll survive the nuclear blast
radioactive , oblongs god mom was dad using plutonium condoms
asian girls lick my won tons , drop bomb schlong here ta hong kong
dog gone don juan , keep it pimpin , cheerleaders hold up ya pom poms,
and blaze the cron cron , keep it simpson , Doh , this is a hold up, hold up
i was with yo moms mom , when i blowed up , she licked my scrod up ,
dick in her hole nut in her gut,know what i never gave no Fucks
only orgasms , ima keep on cumming
nike sneak speech elite
check it ima keep on running
where the cheques is ima keeping on funding my habit
in the lab is a rabid rabbit rapid fire grab ya last attire worn an set ya ass on fire hang you from a telephone wire , call your admires an tell um your retired
tired ... I just walked in the door , with a coffin coughin mourges course a homie only pay attention to how many reaper bongs he can afford ,gets grimm thinking ford or lincoln neither presidents got as much drive
as the engines revvin in my mind
revron thank heaven your daughter hit puberty
but damn dogg can you ask god why she's sending nudes to me
, she flashing ass like ima pack that ass with cash an jewelry

Cemetery Song (good rap verse later through)

(Verse one (singing))
Cause I'm just alone, living all on my own
(Making progress but I'm back)
Stardust all shows that all hope can corrode
(Even a lie is seen as a fact)
And even in times, when things are alright
(My train of thought is off it's tracks)
I get tripped and explode, please god give me sign
(Lost again inside the black)

I killed myself in my dream, thinking it was real
I fell right down to my knees, telling god to take the wheel
I love the way I died, and while awake I cried
And even though I love the knife, I really want to continue this life

(Chorus (singing))
Balancing beams on my own life line
Risking everything just to break what's mine
Burn the machine that can keep me alive
So I can survive, I can surviiiiive!

Break the beams, that support my days
Break at the seams just like I'm made
Of dust... And ash... But in contrast-

(Verse 2 (rapping))
Don't think I can't hear the freakin flatline?/
I can tell the difference between death and nap time/
Why am I even here? I just batch up bad rhymes/
Then steal people's money, now really isn't THAT crime?/
Life is a pothole/
With pot and apostles/
Dealers and machos/
"Bouncers" who got dough/
But the proper education/
Is relayed in parents' basements/
Then the parents go complainin'/
"What is wrong with today's nation!?"/
Blame the black man who's currently president/
Oh, the people take no blame? please show me the evidence/
Everyone points fingers, but the few who take blame/
Just HAVE to be the people who represent our names?/
Being you is something you should take straight to your grave/
You shouldn't sit around and wait for the real human's to pave/
How about you point the finger when you haven't got your pay?/
Really you just point the finger every time that you complain!/
All I've got to say, is welcome to reality/
Actually the welcome mat's stolen- no formality/
You people judge others as if you have a salary/
Go do something actually worth all your babbling!/
Wasting hours on end, alone and/or battling/
Or gettin higher than scaffolding on the statue of anarchy/
Liberty is something that people must earn/
It takes more than recycling to ever deserve/
You have to quit judging and do something for real/
Go out there and pay your prices, this really is the deal/
I hope my death is just an inconvenience/
And to my death I'll take my secrets/
I'm here to make the world believe this/
Then take it when their blind and weakest/
Pieces

(Repeat verse 1)
(Chorus x2)

I have a story to tell gory as hell ,demons id contend with sentenced before the school bell , how do i learn scruples , with pupils the size of the Jewels in my eyes ,watching fools die over foolish pride, hearts frozen trying to be the coolest guys,Jay z so covered in Ice for half my life it was a mystery, I thought sean played arnold schwarzenegger as mr Freeze ... I never wrestled the thought of being mister T ... or Mista G ... genius I believe in making History , Gangsta ,rap sooo duurrty mister clean n listerine aint getting clean my f'n dream , effigy of a def emcee, ima blow like a hoe on extacy ima grow my doh mo then homer simpson, homes a microphone , homes, i dont like to flow I love it , homes if I dont like yo tone , i'll auto tune your chromosomes, i keep burying my bone , you bitches keep digging it ,ppl asking that much passion is he going BIG in it ,Pac in it , Roc n It , giving birth to a thought hip hop adopting it.. pick up game strong ,I aint droppin shiiit... my ass dont even talk **** ta toliets , u wanna talk toxic roided obnoxious, that aint sick just make me nauseous. ask god im on that ether like a nas diss ... if you a non belieber its ok in canada we put our beaver on flags and wave it in your face ... pussy our number one import export retorts check the chequeing department...most killing it acting ill n **** , ill equipped ,I stay on the realest tip , Have you seen hip hops corpse? course not cause life's still in it !!! others try stealing it,they grab the book an forget the tools, or grab the tools and forget the book... earn both an build a better outlook.. couple leer jets make you feel fly as fook, your thai pilot, when your flying up to join the mile high club ,blazing 5 dubs like you aint high enuff , every Dub seein me seedin my eden reason being why im apart of the heisman club my breathein spark it up , spark a dub , spark a blunt , let the sparks fly so high ima spark some cloud nine , 10 , 11 , heavens , my oh my what did we Learn ? whats the Lesson ,L's earn and L's burn blessings ... every loss is just a test to be better ... Lost to many friends , the ones i have. forever, one mans strong but were near invincible together... so if your all gouda lets blaze da hookha an make some cheddar ... or whatever that'll make this life taste better ... Jesus if this is the final meal lets enjoy it ... somethings cant be avoided ,homie if your gonna check yourself dont void it ..... dont listen to the voices ,you have choices do u wanna get rolled or u wanna roll royce's ... choices ... choices... choices ....I know what my choice is

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Copywrite@Michael Vincent Horsman Dugas
Calgary Alberta Canada 2014

Whats poverty,Yesterday,while i was celibrating my birthday,saw a poor kid,wearing stitched bottoms,upper body nude,

He was almost sleepin,in the dirty clay,on the curbs,near a piller,his pillow was his shoes,for eating he had some rotten fruits,

was sweating cuz of hot air,illness caused him vomiting,i felt sad,decided to show some empathy,i called him,though my pockets were empty,

I never help beggers cuz there is nothing they worth,i wasnt ready to give him money,taking no work,

his condition temped me to show him some love so i approached him, traded words and showed him grin,nn

the rays of sun were causing my face to burn so i tried to finish it quick,offered him blings, showed some respect saying "do you know how to wash the car sir?

he shooked his head,gave no answer,acted rudely i said look kid,pointing my finger at my house,if you wash my car i can give you 80 rupees

That can buy you the breakfast,launch and the dinner,he stared at my face for couple of secs and then he walked away

Cool story but it didn't seem like a rap

roamin since atticus
abacus advocate you can count on the catalyst
anarchist cooking alchemy outta trees
, breathe
, bio chemistry,
cryo embassy
ambassador
,my dogs in labrador
, cerebus at the door,
bitch you didnt hear me
, my dogs in the lab,
hyenas in the cage
,big game hunting aint a thang nowadays
, aint working a whole life for a better hours pay...
lions are lieing ,
kittens are bitchin,
cheetahs cheating skeeting these b leaders are bleeding
what you believe in
, seedin eden every season and hierarchy conspires seize them
screaming they can see the fire , dragons speaking
, leaving crops blow torched as humanitys corpse
corps tore up the evidence, the mourge was never sent ,
making a killin of knowledge heavensent
....sent heaven icarus on wings of prometheus..in iron mans suit ,
on life support , dieing ta shoot..
ressurect dmt dosein ghostin .... goes in
, goin goin , where the **** ya'll going ?
goten go ten times most zen
, potions potent ....
may be a labrat dont **** wit rodents..
rode in on a rode microphone flowin ,
flo win ,
got FL Oh'n ,
import my flow in ,
they say im flowi N,
the future is back delorean ..
the OE n OZ'n
doesnt make him OG .... Gangsta im the original
, Genius ... I gza outta my penis
,my pen is coming from the womb of a phoenix
writing on your souls i mean this every word
lightning on your coals thyne genius shining diamonds ...Behold
breathe gold ,touched midas turned him human
blazed buddha out a hookha with medusa and she looked stoned
im rocking that home grown in the chromosome's till im gone
one plug with crones , one plug with chromes..one plug with cron
im connected from dawn ta don, i stay hungry for days the games ramadan .. geurilla warfare donkey kong, freal a diddy wit my confidants,or any beat I beat up an monster on ... aint no Biggie just a Lil Money keep it Going On n On ....

Going on and on, this life's continuous
Just like a marathon contributed by millions
of sports fans running for truth and equality
Independence, justice, it's true camaraderie
I'm at a gleaming festival, where everyone's eating vegetables
and every Sikh being is screaming next to you
Yelling "Praise the Guru!" at the top of their lungs without stopping
to grab as much as a hot bun at the tuck shop
Women wearing veils, and men rocking bandanas
Neighbours playing the dhols* and going bananas
It's all one big stretch of road to the gurdwara*
But as long as your friends, buddies, yaars* and yaaras*
are there with you, then putting your hands in the air is nada
I'm putting my hands where their eyes can see just like Busta
And while I'm drinking hot tea and eating custard
I'm shouting, "Jo bole so nihaal, sat shri akal!"*

*dhols are Sikh drums
*gurdwara is a Sikh religious temple
*yaars are friends and *yaaras are special ones close to you
*"Whoever utters shall be fulfilled, God is the ultimate truth!"

i can rap it,lol.....thanx for the compliment

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uBnHaq-yTZE&feature=youtu.be
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