Metallica is better than rap

"None of the lyrics make sense. I don't care if there is cussing in any music but rap is just a bunch of meaningless words put together to rhyme."Yet you have not proved this to be true, you just made claims without any evidence to support them. Therefore your claims are Invalid. (this next song is about truth) http://www.youtube.com...The same sheisty cats that you hang with and do your thang with could set you up and wet you up ni**a, peep the languageIt's universal; you play with fire it may hurt youOr burn you, lessons are blessings you should learn throughLet's face facts, although MC's lace tracksIt doesn't mean behind the scenes there ain't no dirt to trace backThat goes for all of us, there ain't nobody to trustIt's like sabotage, it's got me ready to bustBut I can't jeopardize what I have done up to this pointSo I'ma get more guys to help me run the whole jointCultivate, multiply, motivate, or else we'll dieYou know I be the master of the who, what, where and whySee when you're shining, some chumps'll wanna dull yaAlways selfish jealous punks will wanna pull yaDown, just like some shellfish in a bucketCause they love it to see your a** squirm like a wormBut just as you'll receive what is coming to youEverybody else is gonna get theirs tooI ain't no saint, therefore I cannot disputeThat everyone must meet their moment of truth[Hook]Actions are reactions, don't be quick to judgeYou may not know the hardships people don't speak upIt's best to step back, and observe with couthFor we all must meet our moment of truth[Verse 2]Sometimes you gotta dig deep when problems come nearDon't fear, things get severe for everybody everywhereWhy do bad things happen to good people?Seems that life is just a constant war between good and evilThe situation that I'm facin' is mad amazin'To think such problems can arise from minor confrontationsNow I'm contemplating in my bedroom, pacin'Dark clouds over my head, my heart's racin'Suicide? Nah, I'm not a foolish guyDon't even feel like drinking or even getting highCause all that's gonna do really is accelerateThe anxieties that I wish I could alleviateBut wait, I've been through a whole lot of other sh*t, beforeSo I oughta be able to withstand some moreBut I'm sweating though, my eyes are turning red, and yoI'm ready to lose my mind, but instead I use my mindI put down the knife and take the bullets out my 9My only crime was that I'm too damn kindAnd now some scandalous motherf**kers wanna take what's mineBut they can't take the respect that I've earned in my lifetimeAnd you knowThey'll never stop the furious force of my rhymesSo like they say, every dog has its dayAnd like they say, God works in a mysterious waySo I pray, remembering the days of my youthAs I prepare to meet my moment of truth"You shall know the truth and the truth shall set you free!"[Verse 3]Yo, I got one lyric pointed at your head for startAnother one is pointed at your weak a** heartNow if I pull the trigger on these fully loaded linesYou're gonna wish I would've pulled a black 9I mack dimes, crack the spines of the fake gangstersYeah the biting trifling ni**as and the studio prankstersYo, looking at the situation plainly: will you remain, G?Or will you be looked upon strangely?I reign as the articulator, with the greater dataRevolving on the TASCAM much doper than my last jamWhile others struggle to juggle, tricky metaphorsI explore more to expose the coreA lot of emcees act stupid to meAnd we have yet to see if they can match our longevityBut anyway, it's just another dayAnother fake jack I slay with my spectac' rap displayStyles, smooth but rugged -- you can't push or shove itYou dig it and you dug it cause like money you love itThe king of monotone, with my own throneRighteously violent prone my words bring winds like cyclonesStorming your hideout, blocking out your sunlightYour image and your business were truly not done rightThrow up your He Allah Now Divine SavioursYou got no hand skills, there's no security to save yaNo pager, no celly, no drop top Benz-yI came to bring your phony hip-hop to an endingMy art of war will leave you sore from the abuseCause you must meet your moment of truth[Hook]They say it's lonely at the top in whatever you doYou always gotta watch motherf**kers around youNo one is untouchable, no man is bulletproofWe all must meet our moment of truthNow a song by metallica: Down in the depths of my fiery homeThe summons bell will chimeTempting you and all the earthto join our sinful kindThere is a job to be done and I'm the oneYou people make me do itNow it is time for your fate and I won't hesitateto pull you down into this pitSo come onJump in the FireSo come onJump in the FireWith hell in my eyes and with death in my veinsThe end is closing inFeeding on the minds of manand from their souls withinMy disciples all shout to search you outAnd they always shall obeyFollow me now my child not the meek or the mildBut do just as I saySo come onJump in the FireSo come onJump in the FireJump by your will or be taken by forceI'll get you either wayTrying to keep the hellfire litI am stalking you as preyLiving your life as me I am you you seeThere is part of me in everyoneSo reach down grab my hand walk with me through the landCome home where you belongSo come onJump in the FireSo come onJump in the FireIs this promoting sin and satanism? Again, you need evidence to back up your claims, otherwise your claims are invalid and unsupported. You have failed to prove how metallica is better than rap and how rap music is bad.