Freestyle to Common's "Sweet"

Your comical so my laughter emerges from my abdominal

I'm methodical the way I maneuver seems so illogical

The prodigal son has returned with a diabolical

Scheme that seems impossible but doubting him seems irresponsible

Ironically they're mocking me knowing there ain't no stopping me

Imagine me iconically knocking them out properly

Soft exteriors easily instilling the fear in ya

Pride runs through my interior your positions inferior

Authority figure, consider me your superior

We cut from different cloths, so don't get too familiar

Confidence mistaken for arrogance is so inaccurate

My conscious is adamant that my style is so immaculate

Imagine if you will these rappers feeling unmasculine

All because a true mc went so far as unmasking them

Imagine then their reaction when I begin the unraveling

They can't handle him, he's mastering this here art of battling

Rattling the cages of rappers begging for some action and

The vocab in my verses more holier than even the Vatican

I'm attacking them in a fashion that's displaying just how passionate

A man can get with his works, wonder why ain't no one ever matching it

Your passiveness is actually aggravating me to the maximum

I'm asking them to show you the exit before there's an accident

Or an incident in an instant it can easily become intentional

Pay attention though 'cause my presence here is so essential bro

Flowers for the dead; I'll let it sink into your head

Better off kicking rocks; throw in the towel instead

Sicker than the average mc trying to compete

I'm on top of the food chain so the weaker mc's I eat

Face it phony your physically frail and your feelings are fragile

Brutally batter any of you bastards trying to battle

Give me the title and I'll totally trample those that try to tackle

The throne that I now own, sitting comfortably in my castle

Freestyle to Rick Ross' "Stay Schemin'"

It bothers me you won't accept the fact that I'm one of the best

Your hate towards my greatness is tiring, give it a rest

I'm blessed with the gift of gab; you tickle me with your weak ass jabs

Why stick a fork in them if their done? I'd rather just take a stab

Habitual line steppers disrespecting the crown I claim

Subliminal verses spitten but you're never hearing my name

I'm baffled by this atrocity when did that become part of the game?

Your childish tendencies are putting me to shame

How you figure you gon' profit when you've never even gained

The respect of your peers, over the years you've still remained

A mediocore rapper who's clearly writing checks you're unable to cash

I'm a titan who's enlightened one with whom you can ill afford to clash

On the road to riches you better choose another path

'Cause you ain't finna' become famous off of my behalf

Your typical unlyrical subliminals making me laugh

Usually cool, calm, and collected but you close to feeling my wrath

Untitled Freestyle 1

Catastrophic conscious thoughts that are clearly conceptualized

Captures the essence of my presence that simply can't be catergorized

Clearly cut from different cloths so critics get caught by surprise

Your ignorance is irrelevant intelligence exhibited when you effectively open your eyes

Can't comprehend or understand the basis of my existence

Looked around and now I've found the faces of resistance

I should be hearing the roar of applause for my consistent persistence

But all I'm hearing is the whispers of critics creating the distance

Too much of a gap when reaching for the pinnacle of my career

Hear my huger growls the sound reassures me that this gon' be my year

An appetite for accomplishments, more so than the average Joe

Labeled a menace to society 'cause I won't settle for the status quo

I'm articulate with architectural designs of my rhymes

My hand crafted masterpieces is how I'm defined in these times

Witty rhymes containing substance are in demand; I have abundance

They're scared to acknowledge the knowledge I kick, I see it in their reluctance

Redundant repetitive rhymes that they spit shows these illiterate rappers ain't fit

To compete with accomplished mc's such as me, reconsider the option to quit

Unique and unorthodox evil mc that just often rocks

Stages that he graces killing other mc's someone call the cops

A shooting star with no pistol, so the question is, what's the issue?

No discussions of verses, I ain't diss, I dismissed you

They say I'm terminally ill, the sickest of mc's

The music is infectious they're embracing the disease

Lyrically I'm suggesting I'm the best and they think that I'm jesting

They're caressing the crown, I'm claiming it now, this the type of ish I"m addressing

The trash they label as tracks are terribly depressing

Then they wonder and they ponder why they go under when contesting

Evidently they're attempting career revival but I'm unrelenting

Verses aimed at me directly or indirectly may be tempting

But unacceptable and I won't write it off as someone simply venting

Your lease on a life as a lyricist is now over; no more renting

Fork in the road, choose other goals, relinquish the title you hold

I was built and designed for this life that I lead, and you don't fit into the mold

Subsequently I am gently approaching the throne that I'll eventually

Be calling my own please let it be known; claiming the crown so eloquently

A problem child I'm kinda wild with my all but arrogant style

Clearly suited for this kinda life that I lead; fit the description and the profile

Lyrics profound and what I have found, I'm consistently gaining ground

I was clowned for my sound but knew I was bound to claim and capture the crown

Find another and some other who's as slick and sweet as butter

I don't bother with their mutters and foolishness they tend to utter

Sucker mc's when approached all they ever do is stutter

'Cause they know that their career could quickly be found in the gutter

No curses in my verses 'cause of my passion and my purpose

I know they're nervous, they never heard this, visibly shook under the surface

Underneath their epidermis these girlish mcs do a disservice

Bunch of clowns fresh from the circus discard my skills as simply worthless