Neverending Rap Battle

anytime i step to the mic better call my shoes the zone
brain filler how you think ima use ya dome
choose the chrome on ur ride not ya sidearm
thats like rolling in a sidecar suicide won't take you that far in life
sparring ciph after ciph , got connections in the afterlife
like the pasters wife or the tombstone drafters wife
already made ya tombstone, homes, just have ta write the date
prof won every ciph to date
hip hop can't be cloned, it ain't like you fakes
microphones a throne, in the kingdom i feel at home
be as real at home, as i am, in the streets n vice versa
hip hop give the beat to write a nice verse ta
im one a the milk box kids that found what was missing ?
one of the secret ingredients that create ya universe
doing a verse
you blast at me its blasphemy
like screwing in church
******* with these bear traps what ya doing hurts
call you cutthroats cause whats ur spewing squirts
I ain't scared to rap prepared to wrap my hands around the mic
buried in milk crates we found the mic
buried in filth ,worried an filled with guilt, fo real ya built with a sound aight
you can go to hell if you aint down to fight
how the saint's sound tonight
got the choir preaching some freespeakin freakin emcee's liquid leakin
reaching a grasp of the concious
speaking a blast of honest
ask the accomplis wtf the **** you accomplish
im the 110% underachiever
cut tracks under the clever
canadian hunger for beaver
god made me n it's no wonder your a believer
neither religous or atheist either
spiritual miracles literal subliminal for the lyrical individuals
no dopplegangers clones twins or carbon copies
we keeping it original

This one is for repeating the same THING 3 times son check:i would ask you how old you are/but i don't think you can count that high/ok Lets play house,you be the door and i'll SLAM YOU/you're pretty as a picture and we would love to HANG YOU/your mouth emits a foul odour that can compete with any sewer AROUND/you so far gone,hard drugs push you close to NORMAL/this is the south african 'kaffir' back at it again/fat boy i heard you buy your clothes at rent a tent/anything preying on your mind would starve to death/you're like yesterday's tea,a lil weak in the sack/pain is nature way of telling you that i'm in the building/in my book you're a great guy,but then again it's a work of fiction

Charlie,proff and Agent yall keep up the good work guys, seem like i'm going be leaving this site anytime soon

My raps of fantasy dazzle you, it happens so magically
These parables span across the galaxy where the planets be
The imagination captures characteristics pedantically
Attracting the fanatics ‘cause it’s a rap that they have to heed
Let’s go deep inside the box of stories
Seven Dwarfs and lots of toys, sorcerer boys seeking to find, plot and destroy
From kings, knights and princes to giant robotic droids
Chronic nightmares about civil wars with psychotic boys
Horrific things with giant fangs and a demonic voice
A mastermind who plans to have the entire block destroyed
Monsters and gargoyles swarming the block like atomic bombs
Showers of fireworks spark in my face like thunderous storms
Flowers flourishing, fairies flying, faunas are born
Wise wizards conjuring up spells from dawn until morn
Gods spreading the knowledge throughout the land like butter on scones
Goblins strolling with water pouring from out their arms
Walking clocks talking, slugs crawling from broken drawers
Open holes swarming with molluscs and beetles dropping balls
Salvador written, while I’m spitting subconscious flows
Whether I’m yelling or talking about it, the mind just blows
Metaphoric words like yetis which are abominable
Blots of ink transforming into full stops, commas and more
This is the mind of an autistic person dropping creative bars
Kinda like the Holy God creating stars
Like warriors crafting tactics to accomplish wars
Soldiers and troops outwitting runners in Afghanistan
Like mechanics building V6 engines for faster cars
Rappers making classic flows recycled from plastic bars
It’s a fable that’s scary, like flipping over tables and chair seats
Stereos blaring, playing gangsta rap played over snare beats
It’s razor-blade crazy when portrayed from the brain on a plain sheet
Of paper displaying the greatness that is made so insanely
Stare into space, dazily gaze like an 8-year-old baby
And here I am in a phase thinking “Maybe, just maybe!”
Like I was playing the Lotto on a basis so daily
Really shady, baby, blazing these haters who play me
I’m the illest MC ever to speak, make no mistake
I +Ghost+ rappers into darkness like I just changed my name to Swayze
Creep with me, come on down, why don’t you take a seat?
And journey with me as I take off away with the fairies

I walk through the highest forest, take a stroll and stop by the cottage
Welcomed in by the Three Bears who told me to try some porridge
Said it's packed with fibre, nice and hot
I had the **** and then the next thing that happened, I was seeing kites and coffins
I was transported into a world of fairy tales
Starting with the Wizard of Oz, the yellow brick road was paved so well
The lion was a wimp, Dorothy was on my jock
Slugged it out with a couple of crows who were on the block
Then I started to witness elephants fly
Then they died, then there was cloud of red in the sky
Maleficient appeared before me with a wooden wheel
Ordered me to spin the reel or she’d have Sleeping Beauty killed
This damn fairy tale started to give a dude the chills
Began to wonder whether all of this was true or real
A pirate responded, “Give in, son
You better believing in ghost stories, kid, ‘cause you’re in one!”
My heart skipped a pace, suddenly Blackbeard started giving chase
But I stopped, turned around and threw some anthrax in his face
Pulled out the hammer and flattened him like a dinner plate
Battled the pirates and used their swords as inline skates
Rolled out of there, came to a giant square
Saw that the flowers were big, I was like, “I’ll be damned!”
Looked at the mushrooms, they were humongous as hell
Looked at the birds and plants, they were colossal like hell
Then I saw this giant appear, he was wearing some plimsoles
Weighed 500 pounds, kinda looked like the Big Show
He was about 8 feet, the giant stood mean tall
I said, “Man, don’t I know you from Jack and the Beanstalk?”
He got out a steel fork, bent down and leaned forward
I ran for my life and crashed into a steel wall
I got a nosebleed, a headache and my feet sore
Hands are bruised, ass is aching and my knees raw
Blacked out but woke up in some witch’s shack
She noticed my bruises and was like, “Here, let me stitch that!”
Once I got bandage-wrapped, the witch was in that zone
Chanting, “Good spirit, send this young man back home!”
There was a poof of smoke, and next thing, I was back in Britain
Eating a plate of my favourite savoury snacks for dinner

..... DAMN. I BE TRIPPING ON THESE MUSHROOMS !!!!

how come?

yh raps allways been about expressing emotions
nowdays all cats spit about is success and prommotion
but i spit facts with ambition and there as clear as the ocean
when i hit the game and tracks theres gonna be an explosion
then these fuckin fake rappers will fade away like erosion
.....to be continueed...........................

Love Rap Call My Girl Hip-Hop
in the bloodstream the world put in the I V drip drop
translates mans slate damn straight hell of a good reason to lift the damn gates
handshakes use to be how you'd tell a mans fate
im Hip Hops number 1 candidate
understand its straight to bridging thoughts
an joy in your tear drops
the golden era infinity since 93
you never hear flops
woo woo lights flashing you hear cops
dashing you hear opportunity
hop this fence have the chopper chase u through a busy community
its a dash to get ya cash , and keep a full stash ,
speakers have to blast , sipping beakers having a blast
ripping public speakers with less then a litre grabbing the cash
but it ain't about it
use to be a plumbers apprentice back then i wasn't about ****
had my head in the gutter had to get up out ****
now im learning how to suit up in a 007 get up outfit
jump out it an hip hop in my superhero leotard
lotta these emcees lack a cardiac call um MC no hearts
lotta bite but without the light of insight u empty incite no spark
yo bark hows it sounds Meow
im underground with the mole ppl ima always stay down
just ask the aliens im always up for it
not the type to up n forfit
not the type to just give a **** for it
give an orgasm on the floor spasm audiogasm open up ya psyonic chasm
dope em um with some cronic fathom
supers doped up on that cronic atom
its a wonder this woman stay with him
graffiti artists at heart spray liftin
put an image in it dj's spin it soul's of mischief inifite
2010 the future is now soul's of mishief get intimate
inta get'n into it
my my punchlines are punctual want be there on time i'll be there ten to it
pen fluid
in my blood think this ink's gone to my brain this led
in my hands gone to my head
scribble every thought ive had
dribble every drop ive bled onto the pad
ripples the waves of the mainstream with everydrop ive spread
survive the redlight districts ,
the headlights dangerous the lime lights outta line kinda sedistic ,
take me outta time an judge this kinda rhymer on this ****
breatheing some life into a drowning world with fish slits
is this it ?
i think we need a doctor man
we need some peter parkers some clark kents n aqua man
ya im down with the fam but im a fan of hip hop n rock not rocka glam
not alotta damn good you do yang brang a ying what you bring
when ya girl give me brains don't mean i give a **** what you think
keep on sippin ya **** you drink
i'll keep on tripping dripping what the **** you think in the mainstream
secret society from the underground code name mole ppl
ink in the mainstream
think were a link in the chains team, strong as the rest
with a big as smf on my chest
a smile on my face an a Super Motha Fucka with zest on my breath
an u a stupid mo fucka of course im fresh
im married to this how could u divorce hip hop from rhymes flesh
liven rythm's of nature beating times test
with a heart that starts with a spark like human kinds chest
an there thought process

ima drop a verse haha an yall wont know what to do with me!!

in the beggining it was me in the booth,
wit a microphone an a beat, that was to capture the truthh!
that was spit out of the heart of a young man in his youth,
now on a fuckin mission to release all the pain ive been through!!
and to do what it do,,, who knew?
i quickly grow to become bolder an colder, an my music should of been a shoulder to youu!
a soldier a troop, or you'll catch 22,
aiming at the heart of a generation next to recruit!p
i got a vision through the roof to which im stuck to like glue,
thats to go down as one of the greatest the mic ever knew!
i got that swag in the bag. its full of confidance too, haha
bury me as the results of the choices i choose!
i see the limit is the sky an im as live as a fuse,
commin out of your speakers to change of couple people or two!
this the hustla on a track its the sequal of DOOM,

ive been chasin the wisdom an knowlege since i dropped outta college,,
butt i see consistancy will bring fourth fruit acknoledge,
im just a mc tryna do goood, mix up some tapes an change a few hoods.
i got a call the otha day which said my friend had passed away, overdosed off a substance cuz he misunderstoood!
if i could go back in time with these ryhmes then i wouldd!
and try to encourage the world an do all that i could,

made a decision with this rap to snap, crackle an packk,
and maybe in the process taste success , success like a snack!
so when people see the surface of me they say they wanna be like thaat!!!!!!

been spitten **** real...!!!

Yo,your name alone gets me excited like i just met you/no matter what our outcome i will never forget you/i don't take anything for granted so i wont ever regret you/so if you choose to love of forever i'm just gonna have to let you/girl you're always on my mind 24 hours of the time/i'm so glad you're mind and god dam you fine/if truth be told they done broke the mold/so put your body in my arms and let me hold/you aren't going anywhere i can't let you go/and i'll give anything you baby,i can't say no/i want you to hold my hand,i want you to kiss my neck/i want you to blow in my ear,i just love you to death/every moment with you is great,yet it deceives/every moment is bliss,except the moment you leave/and the feeling of your lips as they kiss me/does a hell of a lot more but i'll just say please/girl you easy on the eyes and soft on my hands/you really have no idea of how glad i am to be your man/i'll never ever let you go for anyone or anything/because if i let you go,them i lose everything/and if we weren't so young i'd even buy you a wedding ring/but i have to settle for now so i'll just buy you another ring/girl you really got to be carefull you never know i might bite/and nothing you do can be wrong because it feels so right (yeah)/there's a special place in my heart that's devoted to you/so i wont even have to think the day i get to say i do/girl you're beautiful and smart and this is straight from the heart/and i hope i never know how it feels when we apart/you call me a psycho,cause about you i'm crazy/i love you girl,yes i love you baby.......Clean truth this only to 15 minutes of my time

some technician stored new windows on my blackberry...I'M alright now, i aint going nowhere

Yeah i smoke weed,get high and i'm beasting you/i eat shitty rappers alive,looks like i'm feastin dude/without me,charlie,agent & proff this site would be left with nothing but bitches/time to start filling what i been working on,dug ditches/jonny-wat? Ya punk and ya whole rap game is doom/you talk **** and hide,i man up like a green mario mushroom/tryna say ya diss was fire but my SPIT could put it out (Haha)/no sense in battlin you though you always lose no doubt....Just bored

sweet raps o.O interesting and all but seein' ya'll with obvious rymes makes me knw what you gonna say next

ur telling me u can tell what ima say next ???? ima call bullshit !
other then this being a battle forum an thats the general context
ima say it again Tromatic-

I could use a friend
I could use a pen
i could use a benz

im useing my heart, to create my art ,
this is puzzleing sometimes when the sunshines im just doing my part
feel's like im nuts , n im screwing my heart up
been hard up
been that human being that barfed up
his insides when sin hides
then ride mo fucka's ride , 'jesus christ' the original born again christian died
id like to take the time to say i studied the bloodied religon's
and all it did was fill up the lid
till the philosophy lesson , feels like depression it's a mic session
it's mikes lesson , you can take a gorilla out the jungle
but u can't lesson the fight in my breath n
my death will be a life for ya'll to achieve ya dreams
believe in me ?
I believe in you
im here now but just like r hope i'll be leaving you with faith
at the pearly gates
a sleeping world he wakes
slept away my childhood in juvi
my names professor u can't school me
back when i got my name it was the Madd Prof
ppl use to say i sucked , i aint that Bad off
had coughed a lung up when my boys shoelaces hung up
if words are bullets then puts ya guns up
pick up the pad an don't stop till the suns up
some shmuck
that wasn't ur average joe
more like the original john doe
yea im this individual who puts the whats missing on those
milk boxes
need some doh , need some dro , open my mouth an receive O's
f real talk is cheap
im the blackest kinda sheep
an rap is my kinda cheech
course im supressing the force i've been blessing
put a question mark on my yearbook pics gotta keep um guessing


hahah Peace yo Prof aka Thought Process aka The Original AKA alias's out the ying yang haha Peace but for real

i got nothing to hide yours truely MIKE DUGAS

tune in for my next post

part 2 of God A keep um guessing !

Stop the debate a minute!
I have somethin’ to say, eryk
I gotta commend you on that comeback, you deserve a grade merit
You might have put TheTruth in his place, kid, but you can’t escape it
‘Cause you know it’s gonna come back and kick you in the face, bitch
You and DJ Quik Kid have ganged up on him
So what now? You’re gonna get your condoms out and bang him more often?
Strangle him until he chokes and his damn lungs are coughin’?
Kill him until he dies and bang him up in a coffin?
Urinate on his grave and walk off like it was nothin’?
**** that! I think you poodles have done too much barkin’
And you ain’t gonna stop yappin’ ‘til I give you the shock collar
You’re just a bunch of mutts tryin’ to bark like Rottweilers
I know I probably shouldn’t have got involved
But I’m a gentleman, I’m just trying to get this problem solved
You should apologise to TheTruth for tryin’ to fob him off
Makin’ like you’re a mob boss and tryin’ to stomp him hard
You’re takin’ shots at him just ‘cause he censored his own lyrics
Well, I’ll just play with his lines and throw a fifth of my own in it
It’s about time that someone took action
I think TheTruth should take you to court and throw the book at you

You ain’t no muthafuckin’ MCs
‘Cos I know you’re probably gonna use my username against me
So go ahead, hit me back, knock me out in a bout
Take your best shot at me, just make it fuckin’ count!

(cont.....)
Talk about my username " “Duh, FreeAgent, hi dude
Are you called that ‘cause nobody will sign you?
Oh, duh, I know, it’s because you got no girlfriend
Or a job, but you’re tryin’ to keep your options open
FreeAgent this and that, duh, what a crap username!
Fucked your Mum - uh! Dude, I came!
We’re ill MC’s, you just lame!”
Just some advice, all of you jerks just knock it off
And cut the bullshit ‘cause I’ve HEARD IT ALL BEFORE!

Part 2 God a Keep um guessing

a God does'nt need you to believe to be
in the city can you hear the fallen tree
in the forest
sound exists
regardless
but what of
Love
not just that nut love
whats love got ta do with it
alot ta do with it
but whats a God a do with it ?
make a jam for the fans from the souls of the band
even god be like damn
gotta be like blamm
the way im shooting my mouth off
give a damn
give a heaven
give a ****
give it all up
if you could start ur life over would you live it all up
i did
made mistakes an im learning from it
earths a school for us
as much as it is for the entity that we mentally
think
eventually one way or another we going to find serenity
i found serenity and she's dateing my boy
primateing my joy
monkeying around the great ape king taking hoots call him vap king
call him the living mosaic in the making
inta making a universe
innovating doin a verse
in ta great things like hip hop when im doing a verse
in the rateing's prof #1 not inta Ratings
when there based off profit
and i'll remember this when u turn on the t.v.
an see the face of the Prof
its
the faith of a Prophet
believe in the universal database
will open up those closed minds to the 3rd eye optic


n last thing I gotta say is u limelight rappers pre writeing freestyles
put a red octagon on ya thought process to stop it
you gotta hip hop it
god a hip hopit
get off my ass you little dick hobbits searching for the ring
im doing this to see ppl stay true in this
my girl my friends n music is why im spewin this
you aint working for a thing
a crown without a kingdom searching for a king
basicly your flashy for nothing


Peace yo Prof Calgary/Alberta 2010 HipHop's Alive !

Lmfao you killing me dude

ya'll r killing me , ima rhymer designed ta spit the real in me
dealing e , course ppl r feeling me , when im pressin the real M C
im fresh n zest on my breath frequently let maryjane freak with me
showing no decency flowing how do u think im gonna get the agency open
bag a trees open , ya'll on ya rag gag emcees choking
drag emcees to the out n open
leavin heavein frag's of believein at these demons
leavein there eyes mind n mouth open
it's soap into the bacteria bucket
act like i clearly don't give a **** it
clearly hear free's anytime u come near me what up it
ain't my hand puppet
man up it , bitches go down n swallow
man **** it , u suck dick n u drowned when you gargle
ughh ughh ughh
thats how ur girl sounding tommorow
when im drowing her sorrows
uggh uggh ughhh
thats how you sound when you gargle
you gargoyle looking smelling like hardboiled overcooking
ya bitches never sober looking
ya infinitesamal dick n testacles
no wonder bitches overlooking u at the clowns convention/festival
u hemaphrodite's why i laugh at night when half yo life
uv wanted to be a little white girl
an ur a fat black man trying to keep ya afro tight
wack I know ! right !