Neverending Rap Battle

https://soundcloud.com/thedarknova/you-know-what-prod-highprofilebeats new song featuring prof's dope ass beat

What is your guys' opinions on rap/rock? If I took pure musical talent instrumentally, then added some serious lyrical talent with undeniable rap style... How would you guys like that? On a scale of 1 to 100?

i the master behind the ******* seans
pulling all your ******* strings
everything thing that ******* seems
just a ******* dream,
your the reason i agree with genocide
tell me where u reside
make friends with my 9mm semi automatic goddam repeater

so its get a life
get a job
get a car
get a wife
get a god
vote for the lie you believe most
and hope it tax you the least
back to the beats
back to the lab
back to the reef
back to the pad
back to the beef
cause hungry mafuckers
always want what you have
have you ever reached heaven
have you ever bin through hell
have you learned lifes lesson
Have you made a killin aswell
Targets on the shelfs
targets on your head
targets on ya health
targets on your bed
shoot I know your hungry n tired
you have one shot dont shoot yourself instead
got 2 arms , one hand gripping 36 chambers
Wu tang taught me how to control my anger
Em showed me how to use it
I'll M.O.P. the floor with anyone who dont know hardcore rap music
art forms painted on optimus prime with split personality
if your 2 dimensional I cant do **** with your reality
you wanna be a star and I made another milky galaxy
coming up with rent
coming through on time
coming for the top
coming nonstop grind
ima keep on comin comin busting till I die Gangsta

HIGHprofile

^^^^

so ******* dope

people always talk **** ,
keep clowning better watch IT
ya'll gossips getting gothic


they say write a picture
depict cha story
write a scripture
life gits gory

Jesus, I cant let them martyr me
shoot no longer aiming at the heart of these
vain cats,these pussy's got no bloody artery's
Brains left the habitat
pull the battle axe out my battle tracks
feeling mad relax driving over your hide in caddilac's
catalyst of the castle's back
half a glass a sassafras
just for jokes yo wheres the laughing gas
youd suck dick for smokes
Im fire burning every inspired thought wrote
quote my gospel
it'll say no apostle's
only takes one cesar we dont need 2 judas
lets take the daggers out the back cut tracks an make music
ya'll just wanna **** each other and Make stupid
might go bannana's on um throw banannas on um like apes doin
u go montana on um hannah not tony, I go bananna condom fakes blow me
,i'll **** you with your prostetic legs phoney
carbon copies , need viagra and a cement mixer im hard ta copy
so weird when i kill it , they use an ODDtopsy
hell when u wake up u wont be serving God Coffee
dont get my doggs Rotti
I like my bitches naughty
cougars with puma bodies
I aint a pussy **** illuminati
keep on doing how im doing doggie

There seems to be a void in the landscape who's lying to kick it
Trying to make his mark like a lottery ticket
An emcee who is attempting to tear up the fabric
of the very source of life which is rapping
I unplug him straight from the mains
Watch him go down, make his way through the drain
You're contaminating the Rapper nation by Gangsta-hating
You're not a master, you're a half-bred Mason
I'm the Catholic Church, put a mack to this pagan
And wipe his society out like a disaster vibration
Yes, dumbass, I mean an earthquake!
I make your sister cha-cha until her nerves shake
Then I waltz and jazz it up 'til I'm in a state of crunk
Like Notorious once said, you can't fake the funk
So straighten up little man walk away
And don't ever cause a void in this atmosphere again

Doing doggie ? **** it, watch me move by body
and shake it like a dance by a crude Somali
or an Arabian, Asian, Caucasian
Watch me jump like a native Australian
Boing boing, like a spring out of a motorbike
Until the wheels fall off and the motherfucking rotor's died
My microphone flow blows and makes the hoes go hype
kinda like a terrorist attack between Sunnis and Shites
Osama Bin Laden, watch how I bomb them
Drop them with a tomahawk across the bottomlands
If anybody wants a war, they've got a problem then
Then I've gotta start an apocalypse, top some of them
Another conflict between Sodom and Gomorrahs
I'm demolishing the blocks like some Columns when I'm dropping them
My vocab is rock-encrusted
Like a finished job, your career is done and dusted
I wipe you out like feather-dusters on a cupboard
I'm the ************ who robbed Old Mother Hubbard
And had the dog drugged
I took all of the teacups from the armoire, that old bag's been taken for a mug

i love hard rock/rap so ....100

your queer.
i'm austere
kill u then selling your body parts
cuz i'm a black marketeer

look at this fake ass Eminem
his merit is invisible
he could find my sister
but wouldn't know how to get it in

Raps are good when they rhyme too

slant rhyme

a2k philosophers
resemble anal thermometers
the a2k wise ones?
there are none
a2k people persist stupidly
i search on a2k for insights fruitlessly

game changer , on that mic jordan
you swallow keys , i'll play ya organs
everyone wanna cut a razor bladed fortune
devil must a bin hungry he came with a forked tounge
you know im killin baby , no abortion
-HIGHprofile

people said i should be a better person
and thats all gouda but me , im a cheddar person
girls said they like the david guetta version
G's said they like the Beretta version
shoot ... i'll go scrooge mcduck swimming in the bucks
canucks nucks ,wut I dont give a **** , I give a slut
a nut up in her gut ,but what about her mouth
she lookin minnie, skirt ,pull the mickey out her blouse
dont mean to wiggum, i keep my simpson pimpin doh, ho dont ralph
my weed got hairs like im baggin that Frodo
Ounces of greenhouse gas , smoking Ozone
rolo , solo for that dolo , popo tryn ta **** with me no homo
yo birdies go extinct trying to get my doh doh
clowning on these bozzo's
more Z's the Zorro
the most slept on MC of tomorrow

-HIGHprofile

Void's intelligence void
all i hear is noise
only thing your rhymes touch is boys
you secretly secrete excrete to me sequaciously
profusely refusing to be
any thing but doing me
taking bounds to a boundless
sound chest
but you vehemently femininely vent as a mc
hoping the men see
but we the men still you mental and menstrill

ever feel like you cant escape this , feeling like apples we gotta wash off the fakeness, before we can taste its freshness anymore , everyone wants to battle or enlist in a petty war penny war , how many mourges can the last man of earth afford, ya'll wanna drop bombs n mortars , im not army or a waiter , not gonna take ya orders, i think the world needs a better artist to draw borders ... shoot you sure you wanna draw your pistol , vultures think ima prey to gods epistles , when they droppin missiles, doctor dolittle the way bitches talking,

Your raps suck so bad, it should be sold as lollipops
Trying hard to act black, you should be a golliwog
Golly, dog! Just give up rapping!
On second thoughts, **** rapping, you should give up acting
You're going off the deep end, but you're too shallow
Quit trying to be tough, you're bone-dry like marrow
You're like a horse without a saddle
Kicking up and running like a thousand cattle
hibernating
******* robot, you should be annihilated
and broken like your religion was violated
My merit is invisible, you can't see my achievements 'cause they're secret
.... Just like your girlfriend's semen
You've gone overboard like a seaman
You looked into my Ark, now I'll break you into pieces
like a Periodic Table of Elements
My elements have you out on the table having a period bleeding out oestrogen
And it's painstaking for you
You're a bitch who fucked with a man unprotected, shame on you !

like i said your an anal thermometer
quick his pressure building, break out the barometer
his mind is dripping, drip drip drip
a real quick tip, flip
wangster wannabes like a disease
get cured like you cured your father on ur knees
its real easy to rhyme, but not to reach a sublime mind like mine
lets rewind, ur powers of discernment are pathetic, said the acetic.
is your stupidly genetic? how prophetic. real quick if we meet in person my fist would stick.
my hands, brick and bone crashing through ur dome leave you laying all alone, wake up hours later to call ur mommy on the telephone.
the masses are my puppets that i control on my strings
sorry my poem hurt your self esteem.
when the mob gathers at your door
i'll be in the shallows while they tear at your corpse.
meet your mother to identifiy, at the mourge
your a clone a drone or a borg
im bored, u fail to amuse,
u don't pick up the clues
it was all just a ruse
sorry your older brother sexually abused u
it left you confused,
i cant pick up the pieces