Neverending Rap Battle

......hmmmm, nobody wants tah battle how crazy..lolz

Diz is mah dedication...
dedicatin, show a nigga a G's pass, Relatin,
Concentrate, Da Pen n Paper, n Smack Them Hataz,
They should Of lied, When The Realized,
when i Have Soldiers At the Front line,
Naturally gifted, the god has given, when high the skillz lift-Ed,
You Nigga's Choke on garbage, You need write Down A G's Knowledge,
Go 'head Frollick in The Meadowz, Leave a Bitch Wet Like rain On The Window,
N you can die real Slow, Hoodie wit the swoosh have you smushed wit the Pistol,
I have came from Ah shithole, but Now i **** they askin for the Piss,
NO!
I like it when a bitch get Mah Dick hard like a missile,
Black n White, Day Or Night, Im the Ref Where The Hell Is Mah Whistle,
Make a foul, towards me u niggas Fowls, when I Hunt These Cowards,
MuthaFucka Change The Fuckin Channel, Hataz Stop Watchin Me,
It's Pay-Per -View, so Pay Or Lose,
Ya MonEy, The Kid Hot LIke a chImnEy, So i Smoke in Get Piffy,
Feelin Wavy, Like An EarthQuake, Being Half Baked,
Ya'll Guys So Late, YAWn!,
I Guess It's Afta Eight, so my Nine Make the Perfect excuse,
tah pull niggas loose, like knots in a boot....
POW! WHen I SHoot....

HollA AT Me..MAAn!

AYO.... hit up LETSBEEF.COM...! for reall.... get ya mic ready ! ahhaha

Intro:

it was so cold , the chill of eternity in purgatory , being banished by the fibres in his heart still warmed by those last glimpses of heaven before being sent forth from the omnipitent ashes from the past phoneix crashes in the future
burned the passage ways to the omnipresent


Spoken by a wise voiced man !

this is the story of how i came to be ...
Michael- literal translation :
He Who Is Like God
Dugas: Literal translation : The Guy
He Who Is Like God + The Guy = Me
the body of earth made of brimstone and dust
a soul eternal
a mind given to seeing the corrupt natures of humanity
an the beauty of it's inadequacy's
my soul purpose to defend the kingdom of ethereality
against the brute , mongoloid tactics of our fears and impulses


they said i was like who
the said give him the mind and in time see what he might do
fight through the hard times write through
what the night do
found a spot to sit underneathe what this light do
right shoe on the left foot dancing
another juliet he met apple romancing
johnny appleseed
grapple greed
pop capsules n weed
if this aint the saints restraint
then im a narcaleptic who feels faint
if we hooked up our morality to our mortality
it be the life of whats rights and your fatality
this isnt my first decension
me and lucifer had an intervention
with newphew damien for his suspension
what if gets expelled
how you gonna make money ,X Sell? (excell)
well then its hell
gonna turn into an anal pornstar cause **** sells
never went to school
went through school
teaching every teacher a lesson
agression and depression
find a middle to lifes little riddles
lotta blod shed on the court but knife does little dribble
ima take my shot at it
grew up next to chewed up crack rock habits
threw up there sins on the stairs of the civilians millions a addicts
i looked at god and he said jesus ! mic ?
are you willing to sacrafice your afterlife
so if earth were to pass tonight they could have a life
i grabbed my beakers walked into the lab of life
got mad at jekyl and decided to hide the truth syrum
drinking it every time a recording booth get near him
floors , walls and roof get near him
floors, walls and roof dissappearin
toast with orion grab the little dipper and get a taste of the grab nebula
morther earths frustraions showing in her crustations
rideing they hounds of hell at the bus stations
you can get half off the head price, decapitations
alternate dimensions altered states shine some light on these altercations
alterations to the fabric of time
with the magic of rhyme
the magic caught between conspiracy and havoc of mind
stuck between marshall and murphy's law's
took the oracle on cyclops shoulders an at first he saw
a universe to be awe'd
check ya dna stucture's your universally god
under the microscope we can see a design
under the microphone humanity's design
profanity and alkaline high exposure
probally give yea eyes some closure
probally become wise as we get older
probally we from the sky's as we get solar
kicked punched an beat up
eating kicks for lunch well the teachers got there feet up
after school we meet up
i start serveing these hungry glutons for punishment eat up
the devil's in our soul are getting cold i think we need to heat up
how many musicians took the led zepplin to heaven
how many ammunition crooks took the led weapon to heaven
i could be 2 seven an still have a larger out look on life
then those who say i left my child and wife
so i can have my style of life
you'd still be selfish even if i was elfish
i'll break you out ya shell fish
swimming in an ocean of emotion
i got in a sect that was doing backflips chopping blocks and praying to mantis
turn a college campus to what i call a canvas
and paint a smile on ya brains leaveing ya souls stained with answers
years of washing away the ink out of ya flesh
its carved into my blood you think you can take it out my breath
bin in the stolen vehicle
high speed car chase
behind the the grim faces i see the souls of people
not high on speed ,hard or base
charter faith
throw on another carter tape
s on my death reencarnate the art of faith
you must be a reality virgin cause this is hard to take
take 1
take 2
of trinity how many dimensions do you see 3
the 4 horsemen are at the four corners of the earth
ok
take 5
elements and give ya sixth sense birth
gold frankinsense myrhh
well jesus, my gift to the world
to use my sense of the word
to make sense of the world
take the parental discretion off cause you cant sensor the world
cause you ladies are to lazy to mentor the girls
cause you guys are'nt gentleman ,hold the door
when your girl enters the world
emperors pearls
are feeling clammy in the hands of mother earth
as man uncover earth
she's feeling used by the one who loved her first
juliets devotion a lovers thirst
is also a lovers curse
universe told god cause it was only a crush
he responded it was only us , who else can make you spontaneous combust
the kingdom of heaven
playing strip poker in the bathroom lady luck becomes royally flushed

DAmm Mah nIggA ThAt WAzz VerY VERy LOnG,,
To Long..
GAhhh DAm..WoW!

horizon dawns
dusk to dust sponataneus combust
is what it takes to become us
we from dust
never succum to the serpants succubus
look at the fabric of time stuck to us
pinnocio
jimity crickets legs caught fire when i taught jim convection heat
the judge is the only one sitting in the objection seat
object of affection
god let loves effect in
mirror to fear yin yang reflectin
break down the barriers which hold us back
its not possible
proving wrong whoever told us that
moving on endeavours that hold us back
are steppin stones
walk the streets with beats in my teeth
my weapons are known
weapons are honed on the sharpening stone
known as the microphone
and u only see what i write on the page
homie please lets get a light on the stage
pick up these bic's untill the ideas flick
encyclopedia dick
******* with the dictionary
n fight the media fabric
fabricated magic
its fiction that scares me
thats all they want us to know
giveing subliminal directions
got the map ,but where they want us to go
magnetic field makes the compass blow
from his soul
we are entity's of energy
im talking eons not centuries
not mentally stable
im meant to be able
sorry cane , but im a live brother
and forgive mother
shades of light
give cover
under the blades of night
made tonight





bye talk to you all later haha give um a read peace love hip hop

im gonna call this one hmmm........ Death Keep's Us Sane!!!


it just flows forth from the karmatic source
another needle train wreckd, if you try to inject the addicts course
had it before, magic methaphors, to fight against the havoc ,remorse
the pale horse took a sip out the wishing well, grew wings
an angel lost his wings landed on this poison pegasus doing!
wrong doings!
this new breed of super villan
pushing open wallet's like a collection plate
stomach quakes
starved for knowledge, no matter how many apples you eat
johnny appleseed
naw
mary jane
yup
is the very grain corrupt
if i buried your mind in the dirt of my evil, would ya brain grow up
id never burden you with my work ,leavein fabric of time sowed up
welcome to heaven ,all we ask is you show up
no ups without downs
know what when ya out an down ,down and out
let ya mouth make sounds and drown in what comes out
some shout
some whisper's
some times the words i say, come out the words a listeners
i signed my language with an emcee missin ears
listened years, of government progammin jammin the frequency
frequently ,speakin free, teachin me
that i was built with sonic waves and lightbeams reaching me
sat with the man in the clouds
the conversation grounded me ,
i wasn't shocked i started understanding the crowds
zues gave me a leash for everytime hades hounded me
welcome earthlings who founded me
i left teachers, students an principles who were lookin down to me
a higher outlook astounded see
bound to be ,a boundry breaker record maker
a double decker
pecker wreckers
better then an easy baker oven ,
lovin
above sin
below virtous
well those demons of the past are dessert to us
someone who can live in reality , seem's beserk to us?
dream well you get to work through bus
apiphany flashes like mardigraw
party raw with these bacardi braws
getting drunk ,with the naked truth ,got my car keys in her jaws
just jux ,just luck ,just give a ****! thats all!
just journey ,just lust her bust , awe shucks! thats all!
leaveing jaws struck ,awe struck ,thats all!
rolled up the magic carpet ,smoked the genie out the bottle
ship's out the bottle sailing the deepest fathom
of the atom
understandin aristotles
telescope
cleaned up my act my pages smell of soap
use to sell the dope
now im done getting clean sell the rope
sell you a scouts guide, to go with the rope i sold ya
tie this theory to my universe
and string pinnocio along well im doing a verse
reaper cuts the tension
welcome to this invention
a reality experiment
known as the fourth dimension
your all playing destiny's games
recipe is plain
in life
death keeps us sane

still live cherish the cherub cherry sweet nectar
the sacred garden of eden ambrosia ,main source of food for spectre's
and spectators alike
replicaters alike
reflect the generators of light
blackholes regurgitators of night
throwing up all day
growing up hallways
were a way to get to the principles office
am i showing up? always! with my principles! you cant stop this
i got the green light , when life gives me limes
im gonna shine
we can paint lemons gold some other time

Ps where is chickster i havent seen her at all not here or on lets beef or freestyle madness??????????????????????

im still waiting
are we gonna see who the best is or what the so called site champ!!!!

i guess you leaveing not coming back an saying biteing is a shout out would make you the champ then !!!!!!!!!!!!

hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha i didnt even just write that for dramitic effect i actually laughed that hard hahaha peace

love hip hop gangsta'ss lol

Who Say WHat...THey Say WHo.. I GueSs They NEVEr Knew...

Dem Boys, Dem BoyS,
RiDin Thru them Streetz,
We Da WhoLe MILk, Dem NiGgas Soy,
LEt Ah NiGga Get SpOilEd, IF IT"s WroNg Boy,
HAve Dem men In Da Blu, DiG Em up Boy,
No FOssiLz, But IM'a DiNoSAUr,
STop BEinG A ROCk In mah Boot,
U'z A MINor Soar,
Feet GlUed To The FlOor, I AInt GoNna NeVa Leave,
NiGgas think They the One LiKe KeeNu Reeves,
CuTTah NiGga ShOrt, No SLeeVes,
DonT Make ME STep ON ah NigGa LIke FallEn lEAves,
QUIse Flow Sharp LIke PiNe TrEes,
MOney Stay All year ROuNd LIke EverGReenz,
The Flyest NiGga Out there SiTtiN On A NEbuLa,
Fake NiGgas GEt SeEn THRu LIke CubiC ZErCoNia,
Mah rYhMEs Put NiGgas In PhoBiA's,
THe BArrEll Of The PistoL BlaCk LIke PUpils,
but Tha Rim ARound ReMiND You Of Ya CorNEa,
PSSst, PSSSssssTtt, Cough, Cough, Da SmEll Uh Tag,
HeRe CoMEs Ya BiTch, Mah DiCk In BetWEen Like It"s A PAd,
N FOr The HEavY duty GArbagE, I StUfF Em in HEFty BAgz....

OkOKOkOk, ChecK THIS One Out..Professa, juss a lil something tah hold u down nigga...

haha nice lunatic you got a dmx /cassidy swagg some of my favs props

MAn Dmx N Cass in MAh Top RapPErs In The Game,
BUt idk WhEre X bEEn He Need tah COme Bakk

he's rehabilitateing

you lil white wanna b's
you all just sit back listen to your radios and watch tv,s
im in the hood with my glock by my side and my homies,
you guys dont have the game or the spark,
you guys rap for fun , i rap from heart,
this **** comes to me like a fat guy goes to a cake,
im the best dam rapper alive you guys are fake,
got nothing on me, im so paid,
i get 200 mil every week, i get ass every day
i shoot bitches for a game, come and play,
im a nightmare but its not a dream,
i got girls in the back, everynight the scream,
i am so hot i should just steam,
this it a game, this aint a theme
your a fag you dont have a clue,
your a ******* idiot u cant count past two
1.2.3 to the 4 , thats all it takes man,
wanna go some more,
you see me on the street, my pants have a sag,
G's wanna be like me thay want my swag,
they wanna go to war with me and my mag,
give it up throw it up show me your flag

ok chickster, i heard your rap
all of these people think u are crap
but wait,mate, cos i think its good
nar **** that i must have misunderstood
so what buddy? im from the UK
ive got a good a good job and i get good pay
but who are you ?
i do not know
cos ur rhymes n lyrics aint got no flow
yeh bitch, thats what i fort too
id rather kill myself than listen to u
ya cant rap,write or even speak
cos when it comes to rap battles ur fukin weak
ur a wannabe mc
ill beat u up jus like bruce lee
ill say it again maybe once or twice
ur family are like the three blind mice
one is fat and one is thin
and the other mudda ****** got put in the bin
this is my first post, but i dont really care
i aint the best rapper, but my rhymes are rare
fuk this, fuk that, fuk all of this ****
get your arse down to the mish pit
cos u dont belong here, with all the real G's
get ur arse back home, bitch pleaseeeee.

aaaaiiighht.

eezi now rudeboii.

Whooa, I Ain't Rich but Ah Gets MoNey,
It"s FuNNy,
U ShOuLd Say U Get 200 mILl,
But On AH Rap BlOg, THats Shows Me dat your Real,
WoW,
EveryOne on Here Raps From Da HEArt,
U get bITChes Every Day, Please, GettiNg One Will BE Ah start,
Diz Guy Wit hIs hOmies, And gat..
SNiTCh ass Dude, I juss Wanna Laugh On ThiS Rap,
U Tha GEt BullIed TyPe,
PullEd By The HooDie, N When Da GuN Show u ShaKin Wit Fright,
But TAh LIe In ya RAPs, I Think U in The WroNg Site,
i Can't Tolerate Ah Wanksta nigga,
RuN BaCk to Ya Magna N HEntai Nigga,
PretEnd That U'z ah AVErage HUman BEiNg, n GEt LAid,
MaTta Fact Go n Get Ah Job, n GEt PAid,
I don't Even Wanna Know, Where U Learned Dat Frum,
But Uhh 69err Go and 69 herr,
and make that transexual cum...
u'z a bum for tryn tah come dizz me,
put da pete in ya mouth horizantally,
and blow ya fuccn brains vertically,
1,2,3 and to da 4,
man if u got all dat money and all them women,
get off and go get more...plz


Wowzz..

from the grip to the slip into the trip and now fall
out of with drawls
land like a cat when im about to biff ya'll
ima bring you back to the future
face to the people back to the computer
society's cockiest ppl have become neudered
we come through the tied follopians
with a scouts knot badge
unlock vag
start fuking with these douch bags
and you'll never get clean
one shot two mags one stone two birds
one hand on the microphone two words
awe **** it
when tempers embers
got the devils to remember
that i remain hot as hell surrender
no pretender
thee ender
of any contender
serve more shots the bartender
i dont want your money i want your credit that hard tender
heart bender
a rhymein valentines card
roses are red violets are blue
in the rise of the phoneix i leave ya spines charred
minds hard
souls gold
when times hard
cash in
blasting with passion
amassing to wear the fabric of times latest fashions
im good thanks for asking
im hood shanks for gashing
ppl say my rhymes give you that air you gasping
that hair you grasping
that there is the last ring
my precious
flesh is
breath is
an death is
right all i have left is

who i am what i am what i do what i say
stick an iv in my id
it be pumping out the life i bleed
rifle free
of all the trifle deeds
sorry mister but if my knife will bleed
then i will cut
optimistic i fill cups
you still pups
quarter past 2 im still up
make a quarter last to next time i fill up
make you piss ya pants laughing drinking a spill cup
after i leak a little truth
speak a little truth
technique a little booth
thats helps reached the riddled youth
alot of right an left wings to fly so high i can find a middle too!
my hands are weapons my fingers are triggers
its time to make the middle shoot


peace yo from your local superhero Dugas anomoly anonamys

One thing you aint got is swag, come grab some from my gucci bag
ill be str8 and not call you a fag, but you aint str8 its all zig zag.
im back and you better listen good, if not youll think you should
i bet youd hit me back if you could but im one thing and thats crude
so if you can write me back while i grab some food

me, one of the last ronin
whitey, my skin lacks melatonin
who knows, where im at
or where im roamin
all i know is im stackin and chromin

yo,it aint cool to rap about jews
when they see me, all they say is bless you
to you , u sob
all they say go away u wack job
i think u shud go back to burger king
only cos a think u cant sing
i was born to rap and ill do as i please
when u rap its like cuttin the cheese
he says "what what what"
well u can kiss my but
cos lcpd guna bring u down
now now dont frown
all u haft to do is stop being bad at rapin
cos no one clapin
its not a proud thing to be crap
but i start rapin im like a weapon
all i do is bring destruction

from me, the fine lookin and ever so cunnin

When it's over you will tell me
that you wish you never stepped up,
nervously tip toed on stage just to be messed up
and dressed up, in the finest form of shame
over dose over on rohypnol and champagne
you don't know me, don't try and own me
you'll get merked and then try and clone me
i'm a rapper's wet dream, the best of the best
the greatest invention since that of sliced bread
i'm the korma to the rice, with the illest of rhymes
and yours are as boring as the sunday times

i love it im here till the years still appear cant kill the mirror ,image scrimage for the spinach wearing no labels not even my own i see it in your tombstones two drones short of a circuit give me a mixin board lsd for lickin perfect what you dont drugs sucks to be you r2 fucks d2 on my chess board yes sure feeling the pressure build professor dick nasty with a sassy classy melester ashley mcnasty dont give a **** either stay or leave its what ever you believe the story ends or just begun with her busty buns i got the music that'll make you have an orgasm
mouth an open chasm
facial twitch and leg spasms
music you can get high off
fly off
wont take ya eyes off
third eyes a bird
fly
soar
roar a lion
living at a fast pace but wont cheetah
person
from a litre of thirst then
got blood vessels bursting
curseing cussing adreniline rushing
bboy busting dust rings
brushing a portait of a earth sittin on a man sittin on a light bulb
emitting might evolve to admitting ad libbing mad kidden
my claws raw my paws pad hitten
mag ician
glad i got ya to listen
usually guys move to see if your watching
move the couch in front of the tv
move the garden in the basment
dudes muse hardened by the patients
growings blatent
when you come to my house
run to my house
come through the couch to grasp the remote
pass ya votes
hand over the controller
to the ones playing the game
romeo's slaying dames
to the homies slanging games
grandma's boys
everything we understands a ploy
but whose hand moves pinnocio boy
these strings are cuttin off strangulation
cut um
**** um
whats done is done
where ya froms where ya from
theres scum on the bedaus
theres scum in the meadows
theres something in the metal that wolverines
theres something to settle that resovle the scene
forget what all youve seen
crawl back in the uteris
now the future is
now the shooter is as always the one holdin
the smoking gun
ones golden
are suns smoldering
throw a rhyme in the cauldrin
and fall in
no withdrawls when
im with yall
take a hit ya'll
a man u cant make a bitch ya'll
understand
buried beneathe the bleachers of billions ,millions, hundreds a fans
its no wonder Hu-da-man
look in the mirror are you the man
got 3 legs 2 to walk 1 to stand
put on my new tennis shoe as you run through the land
**** it ,look its come to the man
we only become what we’ve bin
get fucked again
I don’t know if you have the the ******* flem
But ima write my own destiny cause I got the ******* pen