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

Brainwashed

ficticious thoughts make you believe you're something that you're not

idolizing Superman thinking bullets bounce off you, til you get shot

thoughts embedded in our heads through the television

subliminal messages corrupts our childrens vision

no more inspiring the young to be lawyers and doctors

just be a sports player, a rapper, or a rocker

and in the hood they're distracted by "urban literature" shoved in their faces

designed to stereotype and make the conscious racist

and white america's brain washed told to idolize the minority

fooled into believing to glorify the ghetto story

our children trained to die while young by playing with toy guns

and when they get older it seems real bullets seem more fun

but who's to blame for the tragedy that befalls our youth

that's the question one should be asking, if you're seeking the truth.

Drugs

She claims I'm corrupted, but I know that she loves it

Perception of the public has her behaving like a puppet

Mask, she's in disguise, even contacts for her eyes

Appeals to the critics, unconsciously to no surprise

Character portrayal living a life ridden in betrayal

Success amounts to nothing, when in the end it's written that you'll fail

Back to the drawing board, sketching up a new scheme

Tricks of the trade, artist looking for a new theme

A new inspiration, a brand new vision

But still her self-esteem issues compromise her decisions

Lusting after men, idolizing all that seems to glitter

Unhappy and unsatisfied, still can't disguise the fact that she's bitter

Playing the part of a role, clearly losing all of control

No boundaries and no goals, sinking deeper into the hole

Lights grow dim, beginning from within

She thought we'd both lose, but in the end I alone win