The Thought Flow...

Well it's seems that I have begun to write once again, which is something I am very happy about. I thank you all for being patient with me, and I thank you all for your views and so forth. I have to admit It's been a tough year for me the last year, as you could probably tell with my lack of material over the last couple months.

However, I do firmly believe that I am beginning to turn the corner in my life, into a path which holds positive light. A couple of questions have never been answered regarding my writing. These questions always get pointed out.

One of them I would like to finally address at this time is my rationale behind repeating my sentences and root words etc. This is something I am still working on and something I am working on perfecting. I would like to formally like to introduce you to my Thought Flow. 

The Thought Flow attempts to break the conventions of traditional verse and prose. This is due to fact that it attempts to recreate the natural thought processes of an individual, as thoughts lead in to others, as well as an individuals thoughts processes is never linear in ones mind. As one is always going back and forth with ideas in ones mind.

I have changed up my flow in the last two posts and incorporated another flow from another up and coming artist/wordsmith. I have used her flow and mine together in an attempt to create something new and innovative. I thank her for letting me experiment. I just want to see how many flows that I can create, because I feel the possibilities are endless.

Just remember its not what you say, its how you say it...

Take Care,
Just Another Brother

A Shot At Love...

Do you remember that day?

Do remember that day? That me and you met on the shooting range?

 If you don’t, don’t worry, as I remember that day  

  That day you caught my gaze, as you took your aim, and held your gun in range

I can’t lie, I was mesmerised, as I tried, to catch the whites, of your eyes

It wasn’t a surprise, that I saw the whites, of your eyes, on another guy, under the spotlight

He shone in the spotlight, and I, was the guy

And I, was the guy, that was in the dark, in on your blind side

In on your blind side, as I, as I tried, to make side, side eyes, at you from the side-lines

  From the side-lines, I had to face it, you must thought I was strange, as you held your gun in range,

Truthfully and admittedly, as stood in my space, I started to stare into space

Truthfully and admittedly, you made me see the moons and stars,

See the moon and stars, as I tried glance, into the deep reaches of your heart

 The deep reaches of your heart, but as your gun sparked, I truthfully and admittedly

I truthfully and admittedly, I saw a spark, so I took a wish, as you took a hit

As to me the spark, looked like a shooting star

I know you knew I was staring at you, but I know you knew my eyes didn’t move

 I know you knew they on were on you, I know I knew it made you laugh

I know I knew it made you laugh, so I took a breath, put on my bulletproof vest, yeah I said,

Yeah I said, a breath, because truthfully and admittedly, I know I knew I just had to gasp

I remember that as I caressed my gun in my palm, I remember that as I steadied my arm,

As I steadied my arm, I knew, it was you, that I knew, that I wanted you, in my grasp

 However, I remember just as I was about to get up, there went the sound of the alarm,

  The alarm, but, truthfully and admittedly I was still staring at your but, as you strolled past

I reached for your arm, I knew I threw you off guard, but truthfully and admittedly I meant no harm

I meant no harm, as truthfully admittedly tried to charm you with charm

I took my best shot at you, as I left you took a breath, I knew your head was gone

Do you remember the day me and you headed back to the shooting range?

Do you remember the day me and you headed back to the shooting range after dark?

Do you remember the day you wanted see my gun play?

Do you remember the day you wanted to hold onto my shaft?

You and I held my gun together, I looked into your eyes, I smiled because I could see your pleasure

I put my hands up, truthfully and admittedly

Truthfully and admittedly, from your clenched fist, I felt your sweat drip, I felt your grip quint

I felt your grip quint, so truthfully and admittedly, the first round of clips, I busted off a little quick

Truthfully and admittedly, you made nervous, truthfully and admittedly

Truthfully and admittedly, in my head I started to curse, curse in cursive, but  

 But you my took arm a-gain, and we took aim a-again, as we a-gain stood in the lane,

 We took aim a-gain, as we a-gain stood in the lane, we took grip, we cocked and reloaded the clip,

 We cocked and reloaded the clip, as we cocked and steadied our hips

 We gained a firm grip, your back against my chest, I felt your heart sink, as we gripped

 As we gripped my gun side-ways, long-ways, front-ways, back-ways

Back- ways, then you looked at me in a way to say, come on please, just release, just squeeze

Just squeeze, as I changed my grip, I felt the curl of your finger tips, I felt the arch in your back dip

I felt the curl of your finger tips, I felt the arch in your back dip, I felt the shake through your hips

I felt your sweat drip, I felt your clenched fist, I felt your grip quint, so I released my grip

I released my grip, as we eased out the clip,

I remember as we changed into plain clothes, I remember as I put on my trench coat

I remember I choose to give my best shot at some indecent sexual innuendos,

You smiled, as me and you together looked at each other in the eyes

Looked at each other in the eyes, in the spotlight

Truthfully and admittedly, from that day

From that day I solemnly swear hand on heart I knew it was you that would be my partner in crime

Game Of Schemes: The Season Finale Part 2

(August 3rd 16:59) Alph Arley's First Verse :

Hey John 

It's my day off, lets get back to work on you 

Because the last clash was way off 

Sorry to be a little late boss 

But my train got stuck on the tracks 

I was stuck in traffic 

What you gonna say John?

Dan buy a watch?

Don't worry I've got my discount card 

How much does one cost?

Not sure about the £300 one

But for you 

I am willing to take a loss 

But look here I am against the clock 

So let's switch roles 

It's time for me to be the boss 

I'm gonna show you how to become a good lyricist 

I just want you to be able to maximize your gross income 

I just want you to be able to maximize your prof

Get out from being just another part time worker

And just between me and you, to become your own boss 

You think you are just apart of the business 

Look me in the eyes

Just between me and you 

John I want you to become the business 

I want you to be able to handle your shit 

Sorry I swore, ill follow the rules, ill follow the rules  

I'll abide by the censorship 

I just want you to be able to handle your bizz 

I just want you to set yourself bigger goals and bigger tar-gets 

I want you to grow within your art 

I want you to grow as an artist 

Watch me paint this picture 

I'm drawing up your business plan 

Pay attention because i'm just getting started

*add libs*

Do you want war? 

Intermission 

*claps*

Realistic goals, Realistic targets Nigger 

Your bad business is my good business 

(August 3rd 22:33) John Oli's First Verse :

You want to run a business that's already in motion?!

I'm well on my way getting more cream than lotion 

You see Dan you can its not as easy as your thinking 

To be a captain of a ship to prevent it from sinking 

The only way is up, my business it set for success 

I'm a monster in the game they be calling me the lochness 

You can't set my goals, you cant set my targets 

You don't know how to grow a business

You'll be on the floor like carpets 

You say you want to switch roles then go ahead my friend 

You'll never be the real deal you'll struggle to fend 

Off competition and challenge from rivals,

You're not physically in shape for the survival 

*add libs*

No need for water 

Thirst is quenched 

Business already in progress 

Destination is success 

Survival of the fittest 

(August 4th 01:22) Alph Arleys Second Verse

See got my suit and tie on 

Yeah looking o so fitted 

I see you got your suit and tie on 

So yeah john lets talk business 

You not seeing the large picture 

You seem stubborn in your ways 

When i'm giving you a chance to make that game change 

You think this is a game?

Well if it was I know you would commend my game play 

I got so many schemes and pie charts on the table 

Time to crack my knuckles 

Time to pitch my presentation to the bored audience

To the bored of directors to show why that i'm highly capable 

Now lets rewind back a couple bars 

So I familiarize your eye with the line 

You think this is a game? 

Well if it was I know you would commend my game play 

i need you to familiarize you with that bar before I take out your heart 

Look before I start, heres some water

Your sweating so cool yourself off 

John pour over your head, you in need of a bath 

There isn't a soul that is the same caliber as me 

That line sounds arrogant i know, i know 

But check it i got honor so call me Misurugi 

Your souls now on edge 

Yeah that's for all eyes to see 

Yeah this is just word play 

But I deliver it with a lot more vigor 

So that's why I have entitled it swordplay

En guard Nigger  

Let me change my sword 

In fact let me change my character Nigger 

Call me Sigfried from now on 

Time to show you why I am a big hitter 

Time to cut you in half 

With my big sword 

You can call it a big knife if you like 

Actually call it whatever you want 

Because in the end i'll be taking your life 

This right here is immortal combat 

Who knew? 

*add libs*

I'm not done 

Pushed send to early 

Still writing 

Bare with me 

Who knew an immortal would get challenged by an mere mortal? 

Yeah whats up with that? 

Yeah i'm calling myself a God 

Because its time to give your kicks like if I was Lu-kang 

Give me your heart my Nigger 

In matter of fact 

Get over here my Nigger 

Let me drag your ass to the Neverrealm 

Let me drag your ass through a portal 

I want to show you to show you the steps of an immortal 

You cant walk in my shoes but I need to show you everything before I get brutal 

Freeze Nigger 

Let me apply sub temperatures to this scheme 

Then turn right back up the heat 

Let me turn this into a street fight 

You're frozen 

You ain't moving

I think you might need to dial in a bredrin 

Dial Sim?! 

i meant dial him to bring you the heat 

Flamethrower 

Yeah this clash is over

Sonic boom 

Look up my Nigger 

I want you to show why you are a star 

But listen why I am a super nova 

Hadouken 

I've trained for this shit 

I've trained my mind body and soul

I've sat corner reading scroll after scroll 

At one point I even tried to master the dark hadou 

You might not catch that line 

If your not a street fighter fan

You might not know 

Spinning bird kick 

Its time for my scheme to get flipped

To show you what happens when you mix

When you mix love love from an Angel with the love of a Devil jin 

Take a breath Nigger 

I need to show you why this is not a game 

Have you Tekken your breath? 

Now its time to get the rest of this scheme out my head 

Imma teach you about the Law of fighting first 

I've thrown about 32 hit combos, 32 counters, moved back to block 

Just to make your heart jerk 

John step back and applaud my work 

Your thinking to yourself how could this get any worse?

Well now its time to teach you 

Teach you what happens when a boy is given the combined strength 

The combined strength of Jin, Hwowang, Ken and Ryu 

Always remember this isn't a game Nigger so put your guard up 

you ready?

well here it goes:

Circle, square triangle, R1, R2

Up, down, left, left, right, left

Button bash, analog stick 

Your a mess but that was me just taking the lyrical piss

Lyrically I've just so much work on you 

I just put so much work into this 

But hey your a mess 

I know your head hurting 

But let me ask you a question 

Seriously was this scheme just great or plain old perfect? 

*add libs*

You thought this was a game

Well it ain't 

Well it ain't Nigger 

   

(August 4th 10:03) John Oli's Second Verse:

So you wanna go super sayian on me?

My bars will always have power and, 

I don't give a dragon-bull z

I alienate Niggers and make them feel small like Majin Boo 

You couldn't see the beauty in my rhymes if you had a pagan crew 

When I spit bars I'll leave you in a daze you wont know where to go to 

I'm a bad ass lyricist and now i'll show you why 

Why you should start with a G like Goku 

Nigger you have no clue

I'll "finish him" and eat you like Nobu 

Take your fans and your girl and leave you with no boo 

So who, do you think you are going H.A.M to be distinct? 

I've got those fighting bars packed with that killer instinct 

You wanna hit me with combos like hardouken and sonic boom 

Clashing me is like going to a wedding to see a bride with no groom 

*add libs*

It shouldn't happen 

I'm too smart for the street fights but if I have to scrap it up

I'll simply remove my blazer

I must admit you're animal 

But I'll make you see green like Blanka 

We all know i'm the man you love to hate 

Cus all we see coming out your mouth is green like a banker 

I've probably lost you so read it back a few times

You see i'm better then these fighting games 

Because my rounds go way beyond these two times 

My bars will strip you of everything you have 

Cus I have those nude rhymes 

No homo, I had to put it in the disclaimer 

I've not even retired yet but people call me the future hall of famer

My bars have more kick then Chung-Li 

I've got real stamina when it comes to writing bars not even 

Mo Farah could out run me 

But I admire you because your bringing the fire to hit me 

With combos until I have no more punches and finishers 

But what you don't realize I got more punch than Guinness 

I'm a living legend and I haven't even left the earth yet 

This is the kinda bars that will leave me hearing 

" You win... perfect!"

*add libs* 

Morning bars 

Woke up to fire 

Combos on my phone 

Had to write and deliver them back

I ain't got no worries 

(August 4th 10:34) Alph Arley's Third Verse:

See I don't mean to be rude 

But was that your attempt at turning super sayian dude

Ok i guess it was 

So it's my turn to turn super sayian two

You know what just look at me 

In front of your eyes i'm gonna turn super sayian three 

I'm done with the power ups 

But seems to me, your rhyme scheme

Your rhyme might need to level up 

Do you know what I am say-ain John?

Do you know what I am day-ain John?

Time to hit you up 

But I'll be polite this time 

And ask you your permission, "so may i"? 

F it, F this, time to hit you with that kamahamaha

To show you what I've been doing in the hyperbolic time chamber 

How I've started training up 

We traded blow for blow 

We have gone toe to toe 

So in essence I thank you 

Because in essence in some ways you have made me bra 

I've been taking time to perfect my craft 

Because like a mountain 

I want part of me to be peak 

Let me add some cheek 

John your like a mountain range 

I see your distance but I don't see your reach 

Let me add some more cheek 

John your like a mountain range 

Because you have passed your peak 

Back to my dragonball z scheme 

Need to show you why I am Vegeta 

Need to show you why I think I am an elite

Need to show you why I think i'm part of the lyricist royal family 

Do you know what i am say-ian John?

Well if you dont its time to bring you up to speed 

Here take this 

I want you to chew a piece of my senzu bean 

I've trained night and day 

I've trained in the sun 

I've trained in the rain 

I've traveled planet to planet 

Planet to planet, I have even stopped at Namek 

It's time to hit you up again 

Time to hit you up 

Like if my name was Krillen, if my name was Tien 

I'm going to show you why I am a walking android 

To show you why I am a machine...Android 16 

To show you why I am a god among sayians... Brolly 

Enough with the super duppa flow 

Im going rename and reclaim it 

*add libs*

O i'm in super sayain mode 

Charges up and screams 

Well I do this 

I need you go stand in the corner 

Why the hell you be staring at me 

Just go tenks 

O snap i didn't mean to snap my bad I meant just go thanks 

If you don't move i'm going to hit you up with a 42 hit combo twice

Like if I was Trunks and Goten 

You and everyone thought I was just a performing monkey

But check it 

The moons up 

Watch my tail grow 

Now watch as I hit you with the next blow 

Did you see it?

O no you didn't Nigger

I thought so 

Because of my speed 

This rhyme scheme just shows you why 

From now on call me Ozaru 

Call me a beast 

*add libs*

Kamahamaha 

Spirit bomb 

Fusion technique 

Could have gone super sayian four 

Super sayian three was good enough

Do you know what I am say-ian John? 

(August 5th 23:09) John Oli's Third Verse:

Right its time to hit you with some lines 

Had a have a quick recap, 

Before I load up my lyrical strap 

And Brap, Brap, Brap 

Yes I know what your say-ian 

You've turned super sayian three on me 

And switched up the scheme on me 

Saying i'm like a mountain range 

You can see my distance 

Saying that you've gone from planet to planet 

And that I've passed my peak 

I could state the rest but now its my turn to speak 

First and foremost my hat goes off to you as you came strong 

With the punches

I had to take a moment to gather my breath

Before I unleash my next set of bars 

Now its my turn to finish you with whatever comes to mind

For this round time round there wont be no editing or rewind

Just forward thinking to make my bars more meaningful and less rehearsed 

I'll bring you back from where I last left you...Dead

Before I bury you again and leave you re-hurst 

I felt your pain 

I felt your anger 

I felt your punches with your reference to manga 

But D.T its time to hit you with the D.T 

From now on I'll only write whatever I think 

Just to show you that I can swim with the big fish 

The peranas and not sink 

Daniel son like I said the last time 

I'm not rehearsed or scripted 

There's no manual son

My bars are lethal like Bizzle 

I have punchlines but I can use more kicks than Rizzle 

And that's fo shizzle my nizzle 

An some Snoop Dogg shit,

You should have never entered my cockpit 

Coz ill put you through your paces 

Run circles round you like a Cheltenham dog at the races

You cant track my movement 

I leave no prints or traces 

You'll never beat me your best chance of a tie is if your doing my laces 

Coz that's what your fit for 

You want to turn up the heat but i'll just turn it up more 

Leave you battered and bruised 

Scratch your head being confused 

Whilst you're left thinking 

"Man how the fuck did i lose?"

*add libs*

Freestyle 

No pauses 

Just straight free styling 

No editing 

Trying something new 

Making things harder 

The thoughts of just another freestyle

Game Of Schemes: The Season Finale Part 1

(August 1st 13:53) Alph Arley's First Verse :

See i'm kinda tired 

Yeah I need to sleep 

But look I see you be baring 

You persistently bothering me 

I swear you suppose to be older than me? 

That would make you be one of my mentors 

But it seems 

But it seems the roles have switched 

The roles have flipped 

Schools in session 

Whys your face look like your pissed? 

Let me educate you John John John

John John John Oli 

It's like you been stealing my flow 

It's like you been stealing my bars 

That I forgot to retrieve from lost property 

I'll give you time to explain yourself 

I will let you speak 

But all you got to do is sit on the carpet 

Raise your hand and wait patiently 

Let me change the scheme 

I like the word patient 

So I will change you into a casualty 

Your scans have come back John John John 

Sorry to say this but they seem to be

Lets just say there a bit ill terminally 

Don't worry I will give you time to be at peace 

You think you got this in the bag 

But you throw up a lot of shit 

Colostomy 

I'll break you, then ill fix you, then break you again 

Physiotherpy 

What did you say John John?

Speak up 

Nobody can see or hair you,

Your talking bald 

Chemotherapy 

The suppa duppa flow 

You didn't see it coming my flow was on ketomean 

Look just let me overdose 

Let my flow over flow 

Let my flow start to comatose 

But i'm not gonna milk these bars 

Listen between me and you 

I am lactose  

*add libs* 

Bringing you that work 

Bringing you that work while your at work 

Overtime 

Overtime Nigga 

(August 1st 14:35) John Oli's First Verse :

So you want drop the super duppa flow
O no he didn't
I'll always be your mentor Daniel son
Mr Miyagi
I'm the one who showed you how to wax on
The same guy that will show you how to put dax on
Daniel son you need to read the manual son
You can never switch roles and teach me what exactly
You know i'm not the type to just sit back and allow you to attack me
I can't be patient unless i'm spitting ill bars
There's little hope for your cures my flow like cancer
You say your bringing me that work like a student
Working overtime to show me why your the new movement
For that number one spot that I've had for so long
You cant catch me in this game so Daniel son jog on
You should be working overtime
English is you and writing is what you do
But you still find it hard to overcome this dude
But I got time for you
Even to drop some rhymes for you
If I went in overtime mode I want have time for food
Just keep firing like lord sugar in the apprentice
i bet you getting me to spit to teeth my bars for your dentist...

*add libs*
Barely trying
Spare time at work
Showing love for the understudy
I'ts all love

Game of Schemes: The Great Entertainers...

(Wed 22:46) Alph Arley First Verse :

Ok lets go again 

I'm sorry I couldn't reply 

I couldn't reply because I was in 

I was in a business meeting 

Let me change my scheme 

To show you why I am King 

Let me change the scheme to show you I am King of the ring 

Let me show you like the Rock with what I've been cooking 

Your paragraph 

I raised my eyebrow a couple times 

Now it's time to lay the Smackdown on your candy ass

Sorry I meant lay the Smackdown on your candy behind 

Brother its time that you meet your demise 

Seriously you'll get rocked, chair shot, then finger four leg lock 

I'll give you a sharpshooter 

Then talk shit to you to show you why 

To show you why I have been a quick mover 

This maybe not my best scheme

But I refuse to go out a loser 

So submit, say I quit, before I sledgehammer your shit 

Yeah Ill be hardcore 

Yeah I said Ill be straight up raw 

It's Wednesday but I'm Mr Monday night 

John do you really want war 

I'll knock you out then let the crowd applause 

You can't see my nigga 

Open your eyes 

To two fingers up 

Straight F-U 

Then ill pull out the thing in the sock 

Like like like my don Mankind

Really dude its all love 

Straight love from above 

But cus? 

I'll buss a shot, 

I'll leave you holy like my nigga Mick Foley

It's plain to see your just up my pedigree g

Seriously you want to rhyme with an elite 

Seriously if you get to close 

I'll give you that sweet chin music 

Donny I will sweep you off your feet 

You will hear the music singing 

You will hear the bell ringing 

Well I will be straight pining  

I'll pin you to two 

Then pick you up straight back up to your feet 

The crowd will thinking the audacity 

You will be thinking please why didn't this nigga go to three 

One, Two, Three 

Please

I'll hit you with a fly kick, ill give you them high knees 

Chockslam you off the top of the hell in the cell 

I'll leave you bloody 

hit you with the pipe to show why i'm just like roddy 

dude its all love but for this scheme the crowd going to love me 

*add libs*

Dude its all love 

Don't worry 

John do you really want war, I didn't think so, your not about this life, I have never seen Cenya before 

(Thu 9:34) John Oli First Verse:

*add libs*

Never succumb 

Thoughts of Just Another Brother's Brother 

We can do this for days 

Always going to come out swinging 

You couldn't rock a fella if your name was Jay-Z 

See you're good with the rhyme scheme but your bars don't faze me 

You're a dog with no bite but I admire your fight 

You're man that's kind similar to Mick Foley 

You stand no chance trying wrestle with me 

I've been through the dark and came out shinning like a bezzle g 

I don't care what you say 

I don't care what you spray 

I can write a freestyle in my sleep and drop a sixteen for days 

Leave you in a daze in need of attention 

I can drop so much more line s but I'm not in detention 

I just smile when I write whilst you file when you write and store 

Lyrics to battle me with and they still have no right 

To be sprayed against a true veteran 

I'm a elite writer and you're not even better-than 

An amateur I'll damage ya

If you ever need elite advice just holla and I'll manage ya 

So don't bring the war cus ain't nothing I ain't seen before 

You say I'm not about this but you can't be sure 

This is a publicity stunt so I'll let you have your fame day 

You need the dough so I'll let you have your pay-day 

But when it's all said and done

I'll still be the one 

Like Jet-Li bet me that I'll succumb 

To a loss coz I always find a formula to vex ya 

I'm never in the lab but they comparing me to Dexter...

                      

Game Of Schemes: The Bake Off...

The next post is quite different I want to attempt to showcase mine and friend's freestyle ability, I want to show how the mind works at rapid speed, to show you how it works mentally, I wrote everything below when I was out on the go continuously, I have not added the lines, I need you to trust in me and believe in me, I first like to thank one of my mentors and friends John Oli there’s no competitor that’s better, he’s one of the best lyrically, but this one I am leaving up to the public to decide who won, I want everything to be decided fairly and justly, but just to say whoever wins its all love be, because me and him wake and bake everyday, you can find us together needing that dough, in the bakery. I would like to add that this post is going to be one of three- four, part of a three- four piece post called the Game of Schemes:

(13:21)Alph Arley’s First Verse :

Leave a whole in your middle

                        Close you up fill you with jam

                        Shoot you with sprinkles

                        Headshot

                        Make your head top lean

                        Make it lets say come off Krispy clean

                        You got to be nuts though if you don’t like

                        My dough nuts scheme

John after you read

Come find me

Come find me in my bakery 

(13:38) John Oli’s First Verse:

 I’ve been through more dough than Homer Simpson my moneys long

                         You couldn’t jam me if you were playing NBA let alone

                         Shoot

                         I be the real bread winner when it comes to the loot

                        Your dough looks cute

                         When its compared to mine

                        Muthafuckers shouldn’t let me rhyme,

                        When I get a rating out of 10 its always 1 above 9

                         I spit bars non stop, I don’t have fear

                       My money grows your dough will always in the baker shop

                      *add lib* your going nowhere

(13:43) Alph Arley’s Second Verse:

See John your sweet

                        But seriously I will leave you with bars so sweet

                        That they will rot your teeth

                        Get some water John

                        Cus its my time to speak

                        Give you that o so special delivery

                        I'll hit you again with the dough nuts scheme

                        Look here see

                        Your bars are like a box of 6

                        Seriously what’s that to me?

                        My bars are like a box of 12

                       The difference between me and you can you see?

                       My bars are filled with cream

                       My bars are filled with custard

                       My bars are heavily iced

                       Even your girlfriend considers to be

                       Lets just say a quite exquisite delicacy

*add libs*

     

 its over

off the dome

tell her to meet me in my bakery

I just had to

(13:53) John Oli’s Second Verse:

       Your bars couldn’t even lock a convict up

Its not tight enough

Your cream and custard doesn’t have that special taste

Its not right enough

Now my first is quenched courtesy of Evian water

I asked my girl about your

Bakery she said you ought ta

Seek advice cus nobody ain’t interested

In your bars heavily iced

You need to come harder with the dough nut scheme

Ain’t nothing wrong with a vision but nigga do not dream

Of coming up against a seasoned pro like me

Coz I always swing for the fence like a big hitter you see

*add lib* off the top free styling

(14:01)Alph Arley’s Third Verse:

 See I not gonna come back with my dough nut scheme

Your asking why probably

See

It times to think bigger so I’m gonna come back

With the whole bakery

So let me ignite the flame up on blogspot

Lets see how you can handle the heat

In front of your eyes, your seeing me rise

Like bread

I know your impressed, you might shake your head

But in your heart your thinking

What's this kid gonna say next?

So let me increase the heat

And comeback with something at least

Lets say erm about 260 degrees

Seriously whats wrong with girls taste buds?

I put my hand up

Maybe my last batch of bars just didn’t weigh enough

So let me add flour

To give my bars that added kick

To give my bars that added finesse

To give my bars that added power

O shit is that the hour?

I got another batch in the oven

Its time to flip my stack, Jack?

How can I forget your name?

Jack, John, John Jack

Sorry my bad brother

Let me make it up to you

Heres a flapjack, its so sweet

Call it my little treat

*add libs*

 I could have kept on going

Its off my head

(19:04)John Oli's Third Verse:

     *add libs*

 ill be back homeboy

              Back from lunch

                     But you will be murdered

 The only time you can call me Jack is when I hit the road

I can’t even smell your cooking

So what’s that in your stove?

You can turn it to 260 degrees

Ill take it further and flip it 360

About here’s a flapjack like I’m gone eat

The food you make me g

I’m just warming up in 2^nd gear I don’t need switching

If you can’t take the heat of 360 degrees nigga get out the kitchen

The only time your bars get kick is when you’re drinking a fake red bull

You couldn’t even come up with a formula to beat me

Even if you went to med school

Forget it and stop wasting time in the bakery,

A top rhymer is what the public already make of me

Ill let you pick you pick the next rhyme scheme