Neverending Rap Battle

2 syllable rhymes scheme's are BAS-IC
wheres the structure ? u need an eight six
break it down , and synthesize
take it now , drip in ya eyes ,trippin the highs ,got ya liftin the sky's
diction defined , mixing the rhyme , enriching ya minds
memory banks filled with more then common sense
alliteration alter illiterate nations with a lil consideration
innovation with indication of the right intonations
dedicated to self educated dedication ,
so this situation , gold fist sophistication , midas touch this dissertation
heres a toast not jsst ta raising a glass , and a bar
but to quantum leaping mars , comets an the stars .........

Peace ...

:/

Let me enrich my mind, as im spittin vicious rhymes
But first I must get too high so Ima pick this line
Then Break it down, sythensize
Feelin lift too high, cause now I'm mixin rhyme
Level of dimenstion time
Soul done ben sold got thee pension signed



Ur good foo, ima catch up to ur level
Hopefully :/

Here,
I'm mixin my rhyme as I'm spittin Boy don't be missin a line
My Rhymes so vicious, boy I'm. Spittin the nom
put the "ven" in the frront, its venom I come
Now my sentance a song, called Menace, I'm Wrong
Forgive me for my sin, I'm wrong
Now that I finsih the bong
Its time for me to go to sleep,
So now I finsih the song

Yo Socks, yo' think yo' can rap fine
That's not what I heard on the grapevine,
Yo' fall down on ya words
Yo' jus' treat them like swords
It's you that's like pasta
It's me that's the masta
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That is clearly the WORST rap verse I have ever heard.
First of all, "words" and "swords" do not rhyme, and secondly, your so-called "Top Ten classified website" link has only directed me to an Indian advertisement domain.

Thumbs down, boy! Thumbs down!
Get it straight before you hate!

did he rrealllly? what's it called?

Lol don't get discouraged prof is a beast at least your not one of these faggots who won't accept defeat respect homie keep practicing in rap the only direction u can go is up

#respectfolife

I knowwww foo, prof. Ass raped me and assed raped me another hole,
Like dam son,
I thought I was spittin ill shyt lol
u knw, then come to realize I ain't ill yet, till I reach prof. level
Crazy tho

Ay u make beats?
Foreal foreal?

i do. would like to hear some? i got 3 that you could use.

")

Hell yea!
I'm always down to listen to instruemtnals and beats,
I used to make beats too, I started off fl studio, I was beast mode back then, but later on I didn't realize I could flow, and so I started flowin more and slack on beats, let's see what u got man, that's wussup

alright. ill send it to ya thru message on here. i use mixcraft the latest edition.

Life is an elevator. Lotta ups and downs. Then the cable snaps. Aint no one around.
Aint no stairway either. Aint no where to turn. If heaven aint a gift then this is just a crash and burn.
Damn what a mess I hear, of this situation. I protest in fear, but it aint damnation.
I just choose the mirror, by no imagination. What’s the use of the image if it’s too skewed to choose illumination?
I look in my own mirror. I aint nearing perfect. As a matter of fact, I’m more nearly worthless. I’m like an anorexic chic, just tryin to work it all out. All I see is a cheater, a liar, and a martyr… I mean murderer...That’s all I am about.
I wipe the vaporizes, from these black eyeses. I want no sick surprises. I want no compromises. But hearts hypnotizes. Minds mesmerizes. I wants sunrises. I wants hate demises.
If there wasn’t His execution, I don’t know what the use is. Not looking to be excused but sick of all the abuses. False accusations. Without his blood, there is no celebration. There is no causation. But I believe in love excited and truth calibration.
Yeah I said it. You’re free to criticize. If you were as smart as you claim, though, you would plagiarize. I’m quotin Christ here, you can take our word for it. Being adored is what I do and what I are even if they abhor me for it.

Here I'm On my grind boy, with no fear I'm so dedicated
22 year old rapper wit a mind, so clear, im so educated
Like a dyin old veteran major,
since day 1 I've been seein signs of world's threat in danger
Got my clips left in chamber, ready to hunt down the cult click like im some Texas ranger,
But Beware,
Cause the professor's dangerous
Spittin on some old webster's language
He got that stinkin flow, comin near from professor's anus
But ya must keep low, otherwise come read on professor's panel
Ok enuff, I couldn't help it,
Now back to texas ranger
Know that my ass is finna wreck, I'm danger...

* since day one i've been seein signs of world's threat in danger
Got my 9, whole clip left in chamber, ready to hunt down the cult click,
Texas Ranger


I think that sounds better
Idk
Lol

Salavation aint a feelin. Gotta fill that half glass. It’s a position. Now I’m something different.
Satan uses guilt to strip away our hope. A gnawing sense of tragedy.
The devils a liar. I’m using truth. We are children of the light. Royal rulers. I notice when people notice me. I generally find it absolutely hilarious. I’m qualified to light up a world of dark dust. You are the morning sky, glowing calm with burning light. We aren’t nothing that they tell us cuz. I’m free to rock this mike. And everything I'm gonna give. I’m so free I could fly. I could die for this cause. If you claim to be the way that means that there aint no one else. If you claim to be alive then you gotta start livin. Saints at tables and streets. Guitar solo……………………Bass in backup…………..Holy ghostwriter in the forefront. I’m gonna stand by these bars like an prisoner of war. I was so-lo, now I am so-high. Don’t get me started, with that lighter fluid, I was looking for a butane solution to the horrid taste. Don't get me wrong, I don’t need a buzz, I don’t need the shine. Pride on low. The only pride is full of lions. Faith on high. Got us standin up for his words no lie. New Jerusalem. Keep the guard up. Zero are the rare few who will be very ill. I got the test results. I’m positive. Holy ghostwriter.

Sometimes I isolate myself in a room trynna paint myself a picture,
I try and fight for thy wealth, lucifer's lyin game cartel the fame, and the riches
But don't part tell bout the gamee of the riches
Not suitable for the lame and the bitches
And them lame and them snitches
Cause all they do is fk up the game of figures
And I ain't talkin them six six's, more like 7 figures
Feel like heaven sent me, got me a bently?
Dam I'm lovin this, like micky
The hoes all over me like nicky
Smokin droskee, hoes hoppin all over me like Dro-thy

This song is dedicated to all my people out there trying to feel life out.

In my death, its like I don’t even hear you.
Oh God I really need to follow although I think I don’t need to,
I know I never will but I know I should turn.
Oh lord how dare I compare my pain to yours.

Help me lord before there is no time left.
I die inside completely at every day’s test.
I’m feeling bitter and homeless in this vacant cold,
I'm walking down the street, I’m looking for your hope.

Beauty for my ashes and joy for my pain,
Mercy instead of my blame, this is all I hear them say.
Truth we both know, I spit on your blooded face.
I SPIT ON YOUR holy GRAVE.
I spit at my only Way.

My thoughts, my mind, my ways are all evil.
My thoughts are not yours, neither are your ways my ways.

I don’t know if I know you, but I know I should.
If love is blind, why does evil look so good?

Don't know what to do or what to say, I'm not sure what to tell you.
Help me see what grace is.
My sin is ever before me, I turned my back on you.
I’m so desperate.
Can’t believe I sinned against you. Created me to please you.
I know I don’t deserve it but let me take your hand.