Neverending Rap Battle

No imitators? I'm greater than cheapskates throwing up putrid paste
wearing clown looks on their stupid face
I wonder how a bullet would taste if I pulled one straight
Disengaged it fully and put it through the crook's gate?
That's bound to shut his mouth up worse than Kanye West
Forget the bulletproof cars and the Teflon-made vest
made to protect; all that goddamn protection put on just for nothing
**** it, JUST GO STRAIGHT FOR THE HEAD !
He's sharing my thoughts with me, he wants to tell me what he knew
All while his heart is poured out all over his clean shoes
That's what happens when precautions aren't meet too
Sorry, I meant, "met"! Get my mouth out of my feet, dude
or the foot out of my mouth
I'm on a hoof and I'm about to give out, I've got the foot-in-mouth, disease
And I'm not very, pleased, about it
Like I need this ****, I can perfectly breathe, without it
I've said my piece, so I'm leaving - peace, I'm out this.

drop bars like cops in squad cars
drop barb wire till tires pop n drop bar bells ( Ding ) expired
give um hell
give um heaven
let um choose were they dwell
give um cane , and see if there abel
to use there brain ,n understand the fable
guillotine 16's understand im fatal
hitman price hundred grand a halo
hittin pipes , hundred grams a day dro
hittin mic's 1 hundred


HIGHpro

******* leave ya comments calm or in a coma
sick a ya skin , call you melanoma or melodrama
I aint feel you , im feelin on your momma
who you trying to appeal to ? peel through
trippin ,think someone laced my banana peel shoes
spliffin air force blunts
rollin air force one , run
if you try to take my bottle a rum
shoot you wanna know my model a gun ?
give me a model n ughn..


HIGHpro

This gets deep. Please read, it means a lot to me. At least the second part!

There are places crooked with crooks lurking and looking
For the wicked, ambiguous ambition and books of
Thievery, evil things all meet with me in my mind they feed on what's cooking
Stuck in my rookie thoughts and dark scenery
I sense my end times but my pen finds no end rhymes shooken
Up like a coke bottle, cold honor is sold on the market and blows up like that drunken
Father, water down the martyr's tears, pretend the sacrifice was in fear, dunking
His head under ocean waves, no grenades can blow his brain from holding safely the love in
His words written and spittin', dripping with venom he's shivering, shriveling, what's his
Past, his last gasp could be all he has, so he mutters three words as it's time to pass, nothing...
"I'm not afraid"
I'm not afraid of what they say, games played, names made, and dreams claimed
People who died, people who gave their last days in vain
Like that martyr, who changed the road paved only to save today with tomorrow laid to waste
Only his love came with him to the daisies his family prayed over upon the grave
But it's okay, it could happen any day, I'm ready to pay for the changes and promises that I break
It's alright, it's my right to live with no yesterday, and live my life like tomorrow I'll die
When I'm ready, take me, when I'm not, save me
But no matter what's changing I'm just glad I can wake...

Even if I didn't I'd die with no regrets
Every moment spent is a moment that is set
And even though the fact is I won't remember it
All that really matters is that it did exist
I'm glad that I have friends who bring my life to light
A light that ignites and brightens in my sights
No martyrdom or harm's to come to those for whom I fight
My heart is numb but it marks the one thing that makes it all right
I might have saved a life...

Images in this mind, sinister yet divine, just because I can write, doesn't mean I can define
What I feel when I make someone smile or laugh
It makes every pain, shame worthwhile at last
Seeing joy of others is like dying for a cause
If I died, it's for a cause, I have died before, but talk
In the body of what used to be a selfish hellish idiot
In the midst of intricate issues I was listening
To voices that didn't exist but they led me to my present tense
I have no memory of this but I know it from my lyrics sent
To people who didn't care, I knew that no one cared
It takes a little caring to really get it fair
I got blank stares, people who talk **** when I wasn't there
I had a brain disorder and it kept me from what is here
A life where people think like me, but no one really thinks like me
You'd have to be me to see things in the light that conceive dreams
Years lonely with no shoulder to cry on
Years holding onto a line that I'd drawn
Eyes on a prize that I couldn't rely on
I lied to fit in but it resulted in life gone
I wanted acceptance, but I couldn't get it
Maybe medication could fix my broken head?
And it did, with a price, but I've paid it finally
I feel free for the first time in my life ya see
I don't know why I write these things, but I mean the nicest things
I never tried to fight with anyone
I'm just trying to make you believe
That who I was before now just wasn't me
And that any of you could be whoever you want to be...
Whether what it is is Autism, ADHD
Anxiety, fear of all forms of sociality
There's always a way, whether it takes days or weeks
It took me fourteen years to see things clearly
I had a disorder known as ADHD, and because of that and changing schools, my friends we're make believe
I've come far, through pain and grief, I have to keep in what I really mean to think
But I'm trying not to internalize everything that I feel
But it's hard, though I don't know what it is I fear
I don't mean to keep my friends from who I am
But little by little I try to get it out
Truth is, no one knows who I really am
But the attempts to speak start now...
Don't fear the teeth that bite when you feed
For if you stop feeding they'll realize they need
People are blind by "rights" and greed
Put it all aside and give everyone a chance to speak...
Then you'll die someday with no regrets to weep

True story, all of it. This gets deep. Thanks for reading.

1 word for the wise
2 many for demise

1 word for the wise
2 many for demise

Ground Zero
Zero Survivors
Zero patience
left
Zero patients
zero's painted on the cheque marked death
presidents ready to cash in
prime ministers ready to cash in
queens already askin for another from Big brother
well little brother always was a little gutter

big brother started doin cane ,
thought he was abel to make the fables change
started to bang abels brain against the table
till legs were shakey and became unstable

like an isotope
burning that midnight oil
no isoprop-yl
im pro pills
prophyl-actic
vocals , local acts half as skilled at it
half ass it
use 1 cheek to speak with

usually
use my chi release it
before you fret and that chi wawa
like a guitar Biitch
you retarded
go shop at target
and be suprised when you get shot
vaccines now come in bullets
triggers the needle pull it next to your cerebral
another Prof X'd no cerebro


1 word for the wise
2 many for demise

1 word for the wise
2 many for demise

too tired now i'll read it when I awake

hip hop b4 ashes fell off the blunt
im fourty shorties deep or shorties fourty deep on 40's
Never had a reason to front
breathe in the skunk
breatheing the funk
all these dudes peppy lapews
leaveing a drum
in ya chest every word expressed
beat in ya lungs
beating the drum
live life like if i dont shoot my mouth off
I wont need a gun
live like i wont live twice ...
but if i do i'll come back grab the mic
with an after life appetite
freestyle cause I dont have to write
cut a track wit a rap if i dont have a knife
who's hungry ? have a slice
instead of cheques have some nikes
for all yall who think u run it
and wont play ball , cause ya'll think your above it
its the basics,the basis started from the basement
now im here n im blazin ... hearing um tell me ,dude ur Amazing
couple years ago ,same crews were just hating
now im milking every minute of there lactatin,galaxy gazing
I invested my mind ,
penny for a thought back in 99 before inflation
plotted the formulation
before forming a nation
thoughts faster then formula racing
give me one good reason I should crash ?
maybe thats a cymbal
baby thats a synth note
that syndrome is sin ,wrote a letter to god
doc im showing symptoms again
im SIIIIIIIIICCCCCKKKKK
give me my pen
epinephrine
till im back with the nephalims
im back with a rap to bitch smack your estrogen
im rap with a bat, to rib crack , your excellence
I dont give a king ****,I brings it wit the best of them


HIGHpro

JUMBLED UP FREESTYLE

I've been known to have soaps like TV episodes
My autism is like a big smoke of bag ready to be lit and doped
Flamed up in fires, like a hell, I'm mad as Devil
I'm on a spastic level, I'm drastic and a manic rebel
More queen and dramatic than a melody melodramatic
who sings a lot of scenes when she themes in American screams
When I diva, I dream of sex with dreams so sexually active
Their body foxes are what gets me attractive
What do you autistic? I'm expect, it's not my cock that my fault is erect
So please a lot show of respect
I'm Pepsi than a cooler Max, got more Lucozade than energy
Bolted up more than a charge of electricity
Yet I thing a lot of ******* mixed get up
My confused tells me that I'm more momma than a crossword set-up
But she says, "Don't let ever up, you're that than stronger
Make your longer last confidence, you'll lot a get of honour!"
Speaking like Yoda I am, a soldier I am
The bolder I am, and as older I get, the broader I am
And I need don't to muscle a lot of grows to be healthy
Need nor to be palace and own a big wealthy
Look at my jumbles, they're all worded up, my custard is curdled up
like a mind, I'm yellow like thick curd stuff
So suck my muff, erm, excuse me, I mean, dick
Not a duck, that's got a beak; rhyme, my ******* is weak
I don't rap how to know properly
I can't even sandwich a wrap without salad some putting in and a whole lots of cheese
I beg your G, pardon? I know my A, C, B
Look, I can count: two, erm, one, three
Four, five, seven, six, ten, twenty, one million
A ga-zillion, a scullion, hundred trillion
I'm an Indian little silly, oh really? Am I yes
That's a **** of lot I've get to had off my chest
I'm and out .... I mean I'm out.

http://youtu.be/qGAif1O-KrM

getting better like what your doing with the guitar still have to read your verse

determined determined determine the terminal
the sermon the serving the serpent the servant
the church n the burning the version, verging
on truth emerging ,burning of virgins, sacrafice of mary
would u sacrafice ya after life for a rapper life
buried as the dead sea scrolls in the vatican
another star of death lets call him anakin
till the heart in my chest ripped out jones'n
like indiana for the microphone no pacer's
bong tokes shock voc's like throat tasers
cheque,his nikes run it no chasers
straight shooters
sharp shooters
rolling up bakooka's
homies holding up the hookha
the 2 peep peace, deuce deuce ya'll

HIGHpro

I'm a loner with a boner carrying brittle shoulders
Constantly kicking myself backwards until I'm giving over
A rapper with a tendency to injure himself on numerous occasions
whenever I perform several steps across various locations
I might as well be a millipede and walk on a branch
Whip-kick it like two country yaks going to war on a ranch
Kick the door 'til it's smashed and I end up bringing the house down
**** the cat, I stomp the floorboards and kick the mouse out
That's all I can think of right now, I feel sleepy
Dreamy, my mind is picturing thoughts that are real creepy
I'm shutting down like Windows, dazed like I'm on a pound of indo
Feeling like a train master pulling down the window
I've rhymed "window" twice on two of my bars
That's as weak as someone walking through a desert without using a car
How stupid I are. I mean "am", I'm going too far
with this stupidity, I'm using too much humility
In a day that's full of humidity
I've got too many bugs crawling on my front door; get out the spray, because I'm killing these
No-good, blasted, irritating little minibeasts
Or better yet, get the neighbour to put it on her Christmas meat

Went on Craigslist,
got a camcorder,
then cut off the cord.
Then I,
Thought to myself, "Self,
You know you oughta just make me some porn!"
So I,
Went on Amazon,
ordered me one of them Ghengis Khan costumes.
Put it and some goggles on,
couldn't afford to put on no condoms.
Last problem to solve,
was I needed me an accomplice.
So I found me some chloroform,
Then, of course,
I just phoned all your mammas.
And damn!
if we didn't have us a smorgasbord of contortions,
Before I realized,
With so much whores, (combined they were like riding a brontosaurus)
there just wouldn't be enough camcorder cord for this.
So I solved it with some Clorox and my Ghengis khan swordsmanship,
And I pissed a lil puddle on all their corpses,
Just before I finished recording it.

Poppy cock.
Positron, positive when I emit it, I did it so it's antimatter,
Got pounds of massacres and kilotons of shattering antitheses,
like all these hammers to glass,
I imagine if you could see,
you'd say I got masculine hands.
brail, so niggas feel me
Tail me through the land of fags,
And in this battle land of fags, biggest asshole is king,
Better bet it, i expand as I become extinct, So the bigger black hole is me,
Not a bigot or a homophobe,
so feel free to drop to your knees,
Cope, But never stop til your me,
Fuckin dope is just me, but the only dope that I need,
Is nebulized kryptonite, flyer than nebulas,
I'm fuckin kite with no string.

Not my first rodeo, bitches,
But it figures,
a niggers bound to get roped inta this ****
sooner or later.

show begins when the pens struckin the pad
most my life ive been stuntin bad
reminiscin's got me fuckin mad
NOW I GOT TO PROVE RAP ISNT A FUCKIN FAD?
let the show begin
by goin in
and flowin
showin
imma ronin
most my life ive been by myself
though bout put the pen and pad on the shelf
never wanted to do this for fortune and wealth
BUT I CANT PAY FOR MY MOMS HEALTH CARE
ON WELFARE
im hella scared
so this time
to rhyme
is mine
time to man up no longer a child
i want to look back and smile
i cant remain docile
i was DAMN NEAR SILENT
thats why NOW I SOUND VIOLENT
LOOKING BACK I WONDER WHERE HAS THE TIME WENT
like lost clocks
just watch
im plantin seeds
for whit i need
sure this is greed
but im sure we'd
agree
normality
dont mean **** in this country
**** peace

Life is like a spiral
no need to get wild
you may feel defiled
but look in the pile
of all the things we thought to be,
the pieces are lying under the leaves
now I know this is not real, you see
but it's better than drowning in the red sea
Let go of your fire, command the ire
Maybe life right now is hard and tired
Maybe everything went to hell for hire
Maybe everyone gave themselves to a sire
You got to sit down and let yourself retire
Mirrors are broken, our complexions remain
Terrors are probing, the direction is retained
Errors are growing, our erection sustains
Vampires sewing our fate, our reflections stay
Our heart plastered against the darkness
Our minds mastered by the starkness
Our experiential disaster is artless
Our life remastered - I am the walrus.

my minds
got two eyes
still blind
heres why
my art went from priceless to worthless
even a blade hurts less
consumed by fire of anger
strife, i aint to stranger
life, it brings danger
wife, i might hang her
leaves?
i know about leaves
eveyone leaves
i punched the mirror
walked on the glass
had them whip my ass
schooled by the professor in class
didnt hurt
as much as her
infected with no cure
whats a vampire to wolf
aint packing, a lone again
aint stackin, a loan again
whats a samurai to a ron-in
im glad to die so im goin

close them now
pictures in the background
life came from the end of sound
the shadow play is too loud
you're living in a nightmare
dreaming with your sight infrared
you feed off of your blood lust
you crush your heart's thrust
you forgot how to trust
you let go of yourself and us
you see like an ox on drugs
coming in like miley cyrus
destroying people's ears
with your self-created fears
have you no shame after this
so dry, while taking a piss
lashing out at a cloud of mist
you forgot how to open your fist

punched so many times need to keep a closed fist
beaten by those who were the closest
opened a lot of doors, now i close it
dreams do come true
that includes nighmares too
im living sleep terrors
therefore
im a lucid dreamer
dude, i need her
a bleeder
i put my blood in
dont know, this is what love is?
insomniac
left behind the fact
of what you find beyond the black
is this garabage? yes.
became a lethargic mess
nocturnal appathy
is trashin me
lona
gon a
coma
need a dona
to tranfer a heart
youll just find a black hole in this nova
this star died long a go, im ova
but you can still see the last essence
restless
sit through the night
shifted the pike
ripped through the knight
felt wrath, been stabbed at
this is darks black sabbath
i bite heads off, its com-bat
hungry for feeling, shark at a blood bath
starving for love
jeffery dahma
my honor
monsta
in a human costume
could be friday the 13th
on elm street
during halloween
but my feelings
still frighten me

it's better to be right than wrong
you can't cheat like Armstrong
you got to fight where you belong
else, you forget the old song
"life is a cosmic mirage
ideas are a coming barrage
lights are going out
minds are rowing south"
it's all a drain in the end
yes, but also space bends
dimensions are chillin'
while we are fearing
what is there to be scared of
it's not life is making us jump
when we can't bare the bump
on the roads, lying in a trunk
of a car that keeps on going
with its fuel always burning
it may seem dark in here
but the future is always near
we don't make reality
reality makes us probably
it would be best to stop the beat
just to remember we're not on repeat
we are evolving and expanding
right now it seems like we're rubber-banding
back and forth, to and fro, things die, things grow
life is our retort, head to toe, things we just need to know
if all is a dream, then what is the problem but we
if all isn't what it seems, then what is eyes but a stream
of electrical pulsating images of our life's victories
and the ruminating scrimmages of our life's missionaries

good job guys