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

Ode to the Wife

I never claimed to have settled, only to have settled down

I captured a Queen so that this King could comfortably claim his crown

I placed her on a pedastel far beyond all the rest

picture perfect perfection is what her position suggests

Had me on bended knee like one of them boys from Philly

funny how the skeptics kept calling our connection silly

same doubters now around us are amazed and they wonder

how we stayed going so strong and kept from going under

peers are peeping at us in pursuit of the passion we found in paradise

lovestruck so it seems it left us both paralyzed

stuck in a moment hoping to never escape

they brush it off as luck but I consider it fate

my rib, my helpmate, my bride, and more

the one I admire and simply adore

they constantly ask me "what's the best thing that ever happened to you?"

my response time and time again is "the day that she replied I do"

Warning Remix/Freestyle

warning was sent labeled an impressive attempt

this part two of the raw sent with malicious intent

physically exhausted and mentally spent

ain't reached my pinnacle yet so I ain't content

pursuing a dream just to see what it all meant

inception of ideas so far fetched to the extent

that I'm hell bent, on remaining a gent

still feel the urge on every verse to purposely vent

see I'm a man with pride and principles

fundamentally young individual

their fear of me in the physical

is the reason I feel so invincible

I'm better than the best is cause of all the time that I've invested

reinvented what I've been blessed with as was previously suggested

can't see that I'm the future? get your vision corrected

even my haters are surprised I did better than what was expected

your insecurities the reason you walk around with security

scared cause I'm the sickest in the game and you know there ain't no curing me

see I'm a professional with exceptional taste with timing that's impeccable

so it's essential that my potential has to reach heights that are respectable

simply incredible's my momentum's so my rhymes are unforgettable

it's regrettable to have to let 'em know that my claim to the crown is credible

hurts your pride, ego bruised, your ignorant arrogance has you confused

and besides what can you do when it's predetermined that you'll lose

mad cause you ain't got authority over me therefore behave accordingly

disruptive and disrespectful defined and described as destructive & disorderly

you're disappointing me with your distasteful theatrics and quite frankly they're boring me

appreciating my art and applauding my accolades is how you ought to be

illegitamate seeds spawned from the sickness I spew

forever fighting feverishly though competition is few

I'm the measuring stick, to these lackluster talents

jealous of me cuz they slept on their dream, wishing that they hadn't

I'm the dream shatterer reality check whatchu' expect

breaking down barriers cause I will not accept lack of respect

the description you depict in the garbage you choose to spit

just doesn't seem legit and truthfully doesn't fit

I told you in warning to throw in the towel and quit

perpetuating lies and consistently talking shit

the complexities of my complexion seems to have you perplexed

venting your verses versus me is certain to have me vexed

uncertainty with your career when comparing our success

it's apparent you weren't paying attention when I was crowned the best

a different caliber a different breed we're definitely in different leagues

foolish comparisons when considering comparing yourself to me

reconsider retracting the remarks referring to the records I release

put your pride aside and ponder the possibility of keeping the peace

your confidence is confined in your conscious and constantly questions

can it compete with the likes of me, No it can't! Use discretion

Warning!

(Verse 1)

it's embarassin' when you insist on makin' comparisons

we're cut from different cloths, different textures, different canvases

uneven playing fields I from the mecca, garden of madison

no question I'm just better, why make an effort even answerin

labelled an anarchist when knocking heads off of these manniqeins

like roaches when the lights turn on these rappers is panicking

that sinking feeling in ya gut the result of current happenings

another light skinned brother making money off of raps again

concerned critics plead with me, tell me to leave the raps alone

convinced that this is my year chasing imaginary thrones

even I cannot condone all the bullshit that I've been on

guilty of dreaming big, he that don't be the first to cast a stone

glass jaws better beware of the words they're choosing to share

cause I'm prepared to fight whoever I sincerely don't even care

criticism better be constructive or don't bother to discuss it

nasty with the verbal onslaught I'm delighted when you're disgusted

(Verse 2)

uncanny and unconcious flows developed in ways that I don't know

uniquely an unexpectedly unraveling other options though

a shooting star up to par without the pistol poppin so

I pissed the system off with my decision to keep things optional

making money, making records, and basically making moves

you made the decision to pigeon hole me and furthermore to assume

that I'd be overcome by your underhanded platoon of goons

annihilation of my enemies soon to come so stay tuned

I'm on a different level ain't bother selling my soul to the devil

the pot can't call the kettle black cause I ain't never settled

can the common comprehend that their compliments boosts my confidence?

critics confused and constantly question my quest for accomplishments

quality equipped with quantity clearly showcases my kind of common sense

an altered mind state, an alter ego, resonates through my unconscousness

a lyricist in pursuit of happiness labelled as nonsense is

criminal cause they take pride in my craft as a form of pompousness

(Verse 3)

close my eyes and I can clearly see the content that I speak

catching the context of my concepts in the convolution of my sleep

sneek a peek into my private thoughts I'm vulnerable but not weak

peep the message I'm relaying through my music shit is deep

branded a bully merely cause it seems I'm always pushing my luck

public's perceptions that this genres dying cause the music sucks

artists are watered down, diluted, & simply shades of the past

one hit wonders all around us only a handful are meant to last

picking apart the opposition cutting competitors with such precision

viciously victimize veterans with the vivid images of my vision

a verbal lashing I'm bashing these bastards in embarassing fashion

pride in my poetry so potent and packed with impossible passion

I know it's difficult to digest so allow me to digress

we're disproportionate in intelligence to be perfectly honest

I'm not being cocky or arrogant, this is me being modest

you can't contend let's not pretend this ain't even a contest

(Verse 4)

this ain't a hobby, this ain't for sport, this isn't anything of the sort

this is us, we, the movement, something of an unstoppable force

I thank each and everyone of my fans for their support

thank my haters too who of course hoping their hate throws me off course

clearly I'm designed for this by now I think it's obvious

your ignorant and obnoxious if you don't think my threat is ominus

throwing in the towel seems to be what your only option is

I am in my prime, so when they reverence they reference optimus

transformed state of mind and they're stating that it's cockiness

clearly your incompetence is the reason that your're mocking this

to kill a mockingbird heed my words, no empty promises

an ill mc and myself are simply synonymous

aalikes, yeah just like you and your accomplices

and just like you they can too for the moment stay anonymous

I love my lady hip hop and the fact that she acknowledges

my knowledge is superior superior is what my knowledge is

So gone

Same outfit, same outcome, you're always wearing my patience

This ship is sinking simply cause we're of no relation

You've set the bar, set the tone, but failed my expectations

Constantly causing conflicts that create confrontations

Complaints combined with concocted lies combust the complications

Disconnected cause been disrespected on countless occassions

Mental murderer, I swear I've killed you a thousand times

Detailed descriptions depicted in my vivid book of rhymes

A book of blueprints revealing my cerebral life of crime

An oath of silence is practiced similar to that of mimes

Pill popping when swallowing the jagged pill of pride

Unsettling circumstances, seems like it's suicide

A prisoner to my castle, I feel I've been confined

Definitively deconstructive is how we've been defined

Crazy combination we're like oil and water or fire and ice

Opposites do attract but tend to be imprecise

(Hook)

I bet you wish you could turn back time so you could get me back

He may have all you want, but there's something that he lacks

Feeling so clueless, although you have all the facts

Now that I'm gone, I'm never coming back...

I've packed my bags, I've packed my bags, I've packed my bags,

I've packed my bags, I've packed my bags...yeah

(Verse 2)

Subconscious subdued by silly subliminals

Her leaving letters behind reminds me to use the urinals

Catching Flack for killing you softly seems criminal

Emotions long unattached, damage was minimal

Pitiful, childish tendencies kept you from maintaining

That which you seeked for so long, and hoped of one day obtaining

Hope your happy with the recognition you're currently gaining

Acknowledged your foolish ways, but you I'm never naming

Just for the hell of it, you would say you were celibate

So now I celebrate freedom, you should see all the hell I get

Say you're emotionally scarred feeling really delicate

Funny, emotions the missing link, you unaffectionate

Betting man, took a gamble, lost it all, 'cept for my sanity

Seems we were cursed from the start, vulgar profanity

Pushed my buttons, always questioned the man in me

Eating at my soul, consumed me whole, quite candidly

(Repeat Hook)

Me, Myself, I...WE

Me myself I got a revolutionary mind state

My actions mobilize the evolution of the primate

Society that we're trapped in that's encouraging the crime rate

Grandma's getting punched and robbed, fearful to stay out late

Close our eyes turn our backs on it, settled for the blind fate

Put our faith in the corrupted government, the same one you say "I hate"

Jobs are scarce, money too, lash out cause of what we going through

Hustling by any means, you tell me, what we gon' do?

Bodies falling in our streets, result of the robberies

Scratch and fight for all we can, face to face with poverty

The government ain't helping, the media makes a mockery

With all my financial struggles, still their hands are where my pockets be

Our leaders are all dead and gone, so we wander carelessly

Evicted from our homes, wonder who will care for me

Cost of living going up, can't seem to feed our family

But soft spoken tones hardens their hearts, so You and I now becomes WE

Warriors engaged in war kicking down every door

Open up your eyes and minds witness what we're fighting for

Equality and happiness, the two things we most require

Two things the top percentile didn't have to fight for to acquire

So raise your fist and stand with me, who says we're "preaching to the choir"

Don't be deceived by their deceit, we all know the devil's known to be a liar