Neverending Rap Battle

Rokits are a type of Monitor speaker ... ---

NSane and AJ are two very bad British rappers, BTW.

oh ok ,,, yea totally had no idea

Excited to see your track

I go to your rap shows
to slap ya with ya back bone
I train rappers
to use there brain ,after
run trains on um tracks . put um in there trainers
bloodstaining a rap ... I dont care if its a Blood or Crip getting there skull cracked .. for thinking you all that ...
ima mountain lion , im lieing im a mountain amountin to use every ounce
on you small cats
ya'll cracked as the lips of that bitch mixxing coke with baking soda to get a fix
jsst affix
and shut ya lips
slap a rapper with a dick in there bladder , when im ******* pissed
I've had enough a this
**** a knife to get a slice , heres a sword , cut ya wrists
why u laughing ? ima bust ya rib ...n stab ya adams apple
with the busted tip ... ya''ll broke asses on that busta ****
gone bust ya clique concuss ya clit ...what am i saying ??
Ima bust ya lip... n bust all over it
all that **** in the passed ... is toilet .. my ass is over it
Profs back .. Class is over Kids
classics over this whack **** ...


HIGHpro

travelled the gravel ,battled the gavil..
.mad ill, I no advil .pad skills mine mad real,
take the space between the lines
an treat it like yo head,
fill it till u can feels it ,
cooking up a filet
,dont go ******* up the philly ,
double dutch ,if they think im playing
serving hip hop scotch on le roc's
...made my way-in like damon wayans
,heavyweight at the weigh in's..
waiten with saten n creation
with a bottle a ciroc
ready to pop the top
, go off the top ,
at a barbershop ,
give the Ice Cube in the Ice T Chills ,
wont stop till after I get an Icy grill
,Iv still pumping Hip Hop
... every couple years ya'll get brainwashed
n think your clean
Im dirty as bodily fluids mixed with bodily sewage on a crime scene
, maybe thats why im seen as the grimiest rapper on a rhyme scheme
.. you can find me balls deep...in the crates
, scratch another dj off the list thems the breaks...
whats it take to innovate
,hunger and not enough food on the dinner plate
kinda reality you can not immitate for image sakes ,
**** these frauds , gimmicks ,fakes
.those days in the holding cells sippin minute maid,in a cage,
with nothing but a pen n page ,pent up rage ,at a tender age
I would tend ta face my problems with robbing my memory banks
.. all that fucked up **** never made sense
...so I've had to change my cadence
yo ,ive felt better ,every day since .....


HIGHpro

Wack ****? The only time you see wack ****
is when you go to an arcade and smack the puppets with the hammers
Rack them and stack them, slap them and smack them
I'm an Animaniac, I'm a bit of a Wakko
I front like my **** don't stink, but it is Yakko
I'm like Dr. Scratch-N-Sniff, I finger my ass and I sniff it, and that **** is cack, yo
Jazzy like Bill Clinton hitting the saxo
Piffing pounds of grass while Monica's getting a sackful
I wonder if she's equipped with a camel-toe
the same way the Rambo is gripped with a mac to blow
Packing the mack in the back of an Ac'?
Well, I like to pack some batter in the back of her ass
'til the fat bitch is flat like a mat that is sat on by cats
Rocking a hat that doesn't rest on my head properly
It could possibly fit on the side of my neck probably
My brain is too big to be small
I paint with it perfect portraits Jennifer Aniston couldn't picture at all
After all, isn't it Michelangelo that once said
that an artist paints with his brains and not with his hands?
Rapping and chilling in a b-boy stance while breaking a sweat in my glands
Jacking off until I'm making a mess in my pants
My trousers fall down and my dick is exposed and everybody's laughing
Ape **** like gorillas, now that's some mad ****
Illmatic, call this verse a classic
This is not the true me, somebody take off this mask quick
before I start transforming into a completely new rapper
that rhymes about bling, flashy sports cars and shooting dudes with clappers
Yet I'm an MC that's so dapper
that I'm a cut above the rest. Yeah, my tongue is a dagger
When I rap, I tear other MC's to shreds so I won't need a shredder
They're in a ******* shellsuit like those turtle characters
I got the Foot to squash them until they look like Krang
and they'll need a machine to support them each time they pull a swag
Gangstas? No, they're crooks and fags, poofs and hags
who are just about as straight as a grocer shopping with wooden bags

your noodles cojoined poodles ya (2 bitch )
pussy think he ill but can make( Mew Sick )
rip out ya bowel's with every vowel , you aint gonna do ****
1 n the 2 its ...if i run in to you clit , cum in ya bum n son'n ya new clique
this new kids a nuisance neuce'n ya two cents ...deuce'n you dudes since
only time I can find peace , deuce deuce'n shitty rappers in there douche'n
smack um in there own interviews...Introdeuce'n I aint just bending rules ,bending spoons ...im gonna get some restitution or some rest shooting the best
boss'n no suit n desk ....

HIGHpro

I'm like a Bollywood actor
Because I probably act up seven times out of ten
My autism has a knack of causing my tantrum
Feeling an impulse to react when confronted by gangsters
who can't be morally responsible for their actions
In fact, it is like a Bollywood flick
'Cause everybody has to be macho like Salman Khan* when he dips
Or Shah Rukh Khan* when he flips, or Arjun Rampal* with hips
Jackie Shroff* when he quips
or Akshay Kumar* when he bails out of the car, jumping off of a cliff
That's when the drama just gets out of proportion so quick
like Sonakshi* with a large stomach before she wanted to be fit
and lost all the ****
Now Pari*, Bhagnani*, Bhatt*, Chakraborty* and Adnan Sami**
got bodies harder than Priyanka Chopra's* punanni
My fetish is going off of the rails, it's alarming as hail
meshed with a portion of Hell and just a bizarre as a frog with a tail
Better guard your females
'cause when you see me, chances are I'll be hard as some nails
when I look at their parts while they sell
There ain't much point in me trying to hold it
'Cause these hoes'll probably notice it more than they put lipstick all over their tits
So just roll with the **** like my dick was all over your lips
trying to flatten them out like I was driving a steamroller and ****

* Bollywood celebrities
** Bollywood pop singer

You've probably never heard of Bollywood before, but it's cool, it just came off the top of my head like I had a penis lodged in there.

lol yes Im aware of what bollywood is .. still loved the work you did

https://soundcloud.com/michael-dugas-2/lets-shoot-up-parliament-instrumental-prodby-highpro

I lay down not to sleep but to dream deep
on that dmt creep use that thc to meet
the sandman together we chong n we cheech
till I awake to daybreak grab the bong an see seeds
of thought grown into trees
yo bae bae wants some palm bay ,palm tree's
your baby blue like beyonce ,mommi
your crazy baby make me pompei
when you gonna loose your fiancee ?



maybe one day . people will do more then praise
a god on a sunday . if we did more then just
going on corners begging for some change
and actually walked our dollars out of banks
took the barcode off the leash on the collars
and to be frank ,im not frank , you wanna be blunt
thats cool , Im High , is it cannabilism if we smoke one ?


-HIGHpro

Blow cannabis? I smoke Hannabis, eat it as well as heat it
Leaves me without feeling like a paraplegic
I like this tree how it is, so leaf my sticks alone
My high branches out and expands like collision zones
Where the grass doth grow, so does my indo smoke
Suddenly my views change, my vision goes indigo
My eyes distort like psychadelic discos
and every single bone in my fingers show
I've transformed into a spirit that flows
with x-ray vision, things are in black and white like motion picture rolls
My Percy stiffens and my 50 Cents bloom
like they were locked up in a space shuttle compression room
I'm going through a downward spiral and spewing up bile
and ascending upwards all the while
My mind twists like a corkscrew
After the trip is discontinued, my sight is black like cop suits

- RainMan

Yo. Add me on facebook bros. same jabr. Yung tali. This man. Nice to c ya still doin this

What's your Facebook name?

Loved the highPRO album covers so much I saved them straight into my photo album. They've just given me inspiration for my next portrait.

machete a rap stay strapped like a gat n your ass chaps
ghetto booty shittin on rappers... think your phat , get your ass clapped
you aint no biggie ... its hip hop
we lost three of the top with a shot
how much blood you got ..shout out to Pac
dont need a rolex , before I start to watch
these ******* twats
you assholes can get it in thee back
roll up ,with Hustle n flow ... skinny black .. any whack ...
henny crack over a petty rap beef
these boys dont want it in the back streets
they pussy ... im a lesbian cannibal for the vag meat
butcher shop of the block ,chop pork ,chops lamb chops
jesus these non believers or the damn cops ...
these jack offs can get fist fucked before I let them give me a handjob


-HIGH pro


not against you guys

Father God, please forgive both Ills and Prof
We're sinning a lot, but we're just attempting to give it a shot
I don't know whether it is the shots that we've been sipping on, God
or maybe it's the things that we've dropped like [****] in a pot
I guess we're still kinder babies, birthed by splendid ladies
The type of lives we've been through have been ill and crazy
Forgive us, Lord, if our visions get a little hazy
We'll get there surely if we develop some commitment maybe
Today, I learnt about communions and unions
at a Sunday school of some who sung the same tune as one
and hung in the same room as one
And how the saints, souls and sinners
come together as a family and breed into winners
So Jesus, please come into my life and do what Thou wilt
Pour some holy oil unto my head and let it run and spill
Until it flows down my urban gear and it wets my trainers
Glory to God in the Highest, Kyrie Eleison, yea!
Through the valley of the shadow of the death I sway
until I reach the light on the other side of the crescent lane
For Thou art with me always and all day
I always pray to Thee forever and until I part away

Ha, wrote this within 5 mins.

Im on a different level get high with my devils
demons scheming only time we've seen angels , is painted in a chapel
sistine's in the sixteen, since six teen, sick.. splitting adams apples
smoking eden with eve.the genesis in the sentences
is generous ....nemesis aint seen penmanship
till they carve noah's arc with a pen an endless scripts
to the 9ths circle inferno words flow till your false prophets face are purple
faith is commercial sell outs ... get the hell out , heathens get ya l's out
hip hoppers do it proper for ya chakra get ya big L's out
I load a big pun in a tech nine shoot
My mack 10 ,at half time Dub c my lung capacity
I smash emcee's with hulk gloves with no apathy
till there chests left with no cavity
Stay High as **** theres no gravity
theres no grabbin me

and you think your touching me
im not your lil sister
Im not your lil brother
im fucked up.. like when the rubbers blistered
cause ya dick kissed the lips of ya mother
im gutter , like butterknife just for fun , just fo funions
just for funds
your gutter like a condom toss
bodybag these kids
using the same jack off rag since you were n egg
I think thats makes you common law
im fucked up as a nut up on a nuns crucifix
or anyone I come acrossed
you aint got the guts ... to stomach loss
im ra man off the noodle
killing bitches I just offd a poodle
chompin zoodles
constant spoonfuls till you could see every letter of my ****
hotter then pyrex with a feen behind it
I aint dreamin diamonds , my dream aint dieing ,
for dreaming, for being all who I am
for dreaming ,Big ... like B.I.G.
G.I.E.
I dont need a G's ID
when people get militant n try to GI ,me
roll up in camo in V.I.P.
loading my ammo in the M.I.C.
**** high calibre round
im going M.I.B.


-HIGHpro

Let me go M.I.B.
Sick of everybody alienating me, and they think I can't see?
I rock a dark jacket that's black, armed with a zapper, wanting to clap up
hundreds of gangsters who dance like those wanksters
donning a swag like a clan of ducks when they waddle and toddle
and wobble and swagger when they're walking across the meanders
with stomachs of fat and when they quack, they're like Donald who snaps
because they find it hard to command their dominant rag
Yet they want to be the boss of the maps
They got more issues than Cosmopolitan mags with models who fart on top of a stand
They're diabolic, demonic tyrants who got a big trap
Accursed, monstrous, immoral warriors who can't even clap
Goddamn, if I was God I'd damn them all, but goddamn it, I find it hard to damn
for I'm just a man and not a god, damn God it, man !
So God forgive me for my constant blabbing
And punish those who thwart my long-term plans, goddamn it !