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

The Turning Of The Screws....

Me

PO BOX 636

Pit Street

Banstead

Surrey

SM7 3PH

 Dear You,

                       Do you remember when he called me from my cell and then he smiled to himself?

                            Then smiled to himself, as he held me, infront of the awaiting crowd?

                                  held me, infront of the awaiting crowd and yelled welcome to Hell?

                  Hell, with the Smugglers, Murderers, Molesters and the words Self-Proclaimed Hustlers

              The words Self-Proclaimed Hustlers, was obviously and indefinably self proclaimed

             Well ain't that a shame

                               I've thought to myself if only he knew, I've thought to myself maybe he was new

                     Maybe he was new in the game, maybe he was new in the game to make a name

                       Maybe he was new in game, to make a name, do you know what I’m saying?

                   You must know what I’m saying?

                              Well if that was seriously true, I can't stay mad at him or you

                 I can't stay mad at him or you, as i've thought to myself he’s just a cog, in the system

                  So hey, just between me and you

                                So hey, just between me and you, I don’t think he’s actually to blame,

                  I've thought in time he will understand, I've thought with a little more time maybe in time he will overstand

                I've thought with a more time maybe in time he will overstand, what it is to be wog, in the system

You know I felt his hands on my back applying the pressure

While he spoke, an fully excercised his strenuous supply of shit jokes,

In front of the awaiting eyes, In front of the awaiting lives

Using sarcasm and hand gestures at his leisure

At leisure as he inverted his own jokes with his own supply of inverted commas

You know I smiled

You know I smiled as he smiled

You know  he added, yeah we also got couple of armed robbers

You know I gave a shake of the head, I took a breath, put everything in retrospect

Put everything in retrospect, then thought what the heck

You know then, I smiled and said, in my best English accent

Said in my best English accent, why how pleasant

You know his eyes cried for respect, he took a breath, then grimaced, making his face look like death,

You know then, he smiled and said

And said, in his best English accent, I am a King

And said, I am King among you fucking peasants

Onto you, yes it is you

And you were the one

And you were the one whom said Son you look like one

You look like one

You look like one who sticks to his guns

But if only you would talk to us were offering you a free shot

A free shot at some nickels maybe, gold maybe

And if you’re lucky will throw in a couple of crooked coppers

You sat me down in my seat, told to me speak, but I honestly felt weak

I tried to confide in you, as you tried to confide in me

But after a while,

After a while, you know I smiled, then honestly thought for a while

Thought for while, then said fuck you, and fuck him,

Then you looked at me

So I looked at you, you had my attention in full view

So I said fuck yourselves and added

And added one of you is a fucker and the other

And the other an asshole,

Which basically, figuratively, speaking means

Means, I know one of you for the other spreads your cheeks,

I looked at you, you looked at me

I apologised through my eyes about the use of my lets say quite volatile vocabulary

Please believe, to you, I tried make countless apologies

You know then the fucker slapped the shit out me, slapped me out my seat, made me feel week

Literally, and figuratively, he

He flipped the tables right up and on to me

So why didn’t you speak?

So why didn’t you speak publicly?

Why didn’t you stick up for me?

Was it something I said, was it my not so spectacular venacualared speech?

I putting the truth on table for all eyes to see

Truthfully, and literally, he made me feel week, he made my heart fall from faith, with a leap,

I refused to sell out on you, but truthfully, it felt like at times you sold out on me

I got it you didn’t owe me thing, but it seemed to me, you were only in it for the curren-cy

That pushed me to scream, that you and him will see

You and him will see, yeah you’ll see

You know that’s when he screamed, lock it up or I will make you scream

I saw you give a shake of the head, which I thought maybe, meant, come on please, just speak

You know thats when, the fucker came back for me and said, in his best English accent

In his best English accent, said, come again
You Knew I was one who stuck to his guns

So you know, frankly, I just had say it again

One of you is fucker and the other,

And the other, an asshole

Which basically, figuratively, speaking, means

Means, I know one of you for the other, spreads your cheeks

If I told you please believe, through my eyes, I tried to apologise, countless times

Tried to apologise, countless times, for the use of my obscenities

Countless times, for the use of my obscenities, as he

As he, lined me

As he, lined me, in reach

Lined me, in reach, then, again and again, after he turned again and again

He turned again and again, if you remember right to you my friend

To you my friend, then he preceded to slap and kick the shit out of me

He made me feel week, as I attempted to drift off to sleep,

I felt it

I felt it, I felt his hits, shift, then start to split

His hits, shift, then start to split, my shit, as they ripped, into my ribs

Truthfully I felt my ribs, twinge, as I definitely felt the ribs, and my heart split

Well you and I definitely know all the crowd knows it

Well you and I definitely know all the crowd definitely saw him throw it

You eyes told me I can’t help you because your one that’s choosing to hold it

Through my eyes I tried reply don’t worry about I can hold the hits but vendettas I can’t hold it 

 Don’t worry I can actually see the funny side to it now, but at the time, it was straight monotonous

P.S.

Dear My Dear Old Friend My Time In The Block Is Coming Shortly And Slowly To And End, Yeah Surprisingly Coming Shortly And Slowly To A Close, But Just Want To Let You Know, I Ain’t Trying To Make Foes, This Letter Is Not Personally Against You, I'm Just Trying to Tighten A Couple of Screws Which I Thought Were a Bit Loose, Also Just To Let You Know, When I Get Hit, I Always Catch, But I’m Just Not In Control, Of When Or What Or Where Back I Will Throw, Just Thought Its Best Your Kept In The Know,  Lastly Let Me Apologise Again, As You Were There And It Looked To Me Like Through The Use Of Your Eyes That You Cared, So I Apologise Again My Friend, But I Know If He Reads This He Might, Might Like Ask For Them To Increase My Sentence Again, So He Can Beat My Black Skin Blue And Shit Out Of Me Again....

Yours Sincerely, Me….

Inmate Number: 2611107

The Journey Continues...

I honestly feel I truly haven't written anything substantial over last couple months. This could be me being highly critical of myself as usual, but this gives reason to why there has been a lack of activity on the blog of late. At the minute I started to question the direction I hope to take with my writing, but I have not lost faith in my ability and also my passion to write. The journey that I have taken over the last year has been quite unforeseen, but nevertheless the journey continues...

Just Another Brother   

The Never Ending Story...

It brings pain to me to see

Literally, it brings a pain to see

A pain through my brain

A pain through my veins

A pain to see there’s no opportunities

No opportunities for black youths in the communities

But they wonder why

Why black youths, skip class and commit truancy

They even wonder why

Why black youths, tote, boast and prompt,

Guns, whilst running around and advocating lunacy

They even wonder why there’s a decline,

 In schools rates of literary and numeracy  

 They fail to take responsibility  

They fail to believe

 But they believe

Every black youth is probably illiterate before they begin to speak

You see their beliefs

Their beliefs are for all eyes to see

Their beliefs are probably new to you

Definitely their beliefs aren’t new to me 

Their beliefs are old news out here on the streets

In time you will realize

Don’t worry

I’ll give you time to open your real eyes

To the fact that all they do is

Sit behind their desks, counting thier cheques, scratching their heads

Failing to acknowledge the rise in gang activity

Let me make a public address about the public unrest

Well dear who ever this may concern, what did you expect?

When you fail to provide black youths with positive avenues and activities

Truthfully sometimes

Sometimes I close my eyes and think to myself why do they marginalize?

Why do they marginalize a community in the papers?

Leave a community in the margins,

They simply disregard our titles and where were heading

Sometimes I can only wonder why

Because it’s a story in the streets that seems to be never ending 

Rap Roll Call...

If I remember right

I remember one time

One time

I watched a performance one night

I remember as I applauded

As I applauded in my head I performed my own instalment

My instalment about the difference between poets and rappers

The difference between real lyrical lyricists and real lyrical actors

As I remember on the night the poet had the audacity

The audacity, to leave out Marshall

I remember I shook my head

As in my head I said let me audacious and say

And say in matter of fact Marshall, Matters

Marshall, Matters and so does

Pac, Nas, Snoop, Hill,

Eve, Mell, Flav, Gill

T.i, Luda, Fiddy, Kweli

Def, Flocka, Soulja, Stalley

Salt, Pepper, Wale, Yeezy

Joey, Jay, Free, Jeezy

Run, Common, Cam, Kelly

Lux, Solomon, Mook, Nelly,

Ness, Tech, Diddy, Busta,

Asap, Gambino, Wu, Bubba

Brown, Cole, Remy Game,

Big Boi, 3000, Dre, Mase

I dreaded it

I dreaded it but I even added Wanye

I dreaded it

I dreaded it but I even added Chains

I remember in my head I said

Poetry and rap are intermixed

Chained together like two slaves

Poetry and rap are interlinked 

Every diss-track, Every E.P, Every mix-tape, Every album, Every internet leak

Matters

Its matters because in matter of fact

It’s actually poetry being carried on the back of the beat…

Inspired by Danny Kent

A Prophet's Block...

I’m

I’m going to

I’m going to build this

Build this story, brick by brick by brick

Brick by brick by brick by brick by brick by brick

Brick by brick by brick by brick by brick in the shape of a py ra mid

to ask  the question
What is   

What is a Writer's block to a Prophet's bricks?
Lets begin;  

Brick

The father,

The father gave the son,

brick, brick, sight to see, brick,

brick, sight to see something, brick, brick

brick, which others couldn’t see, brick, brick 

                                            brick,brick ,brick, then the father, brick, brick, brick   

brick ,brick, equip the son with a stick, brick, brick

brick, brick, brick, to part the sea, brick, brick, brick, brick   

brick, brick, brick, brick, to indeed, brick, brick, brick, brick 

brick, brick, brick, brick, to lead the meek, brick, brick brick, brick

brick, brick, brick ,to a world of freedom of speech, brick, brick

brick, brick, brick, brick, ironically, brick, brick, brick, brick, brick   

brick, brick, brick, it all started with a speech, brick, brick, brick, brick  

brick, brick, brick, brick, brick, with the Pharaoh, brick, brick, brick, brick brick 

It all started with a speech, with the Pharaoh, as the son began to plead, please let my people go,

brick, brick, brick, brick, brick, please let me people go Pharaoh, brick, brick, brick, brick, brick    

 brick,brick, brick, Pharaoh let my people go free, Pharaoh, let my people be at peace brick, brick, 

brick, brick, brick, brick, Pharoah, let my people be at peace, brick, brick, brick, brick, brick, 

brick ,brick, please, remove the chains, Pharaoh, from my people’s feet, brick, brick, brick, brick  

Please, remove the chains, Pharaoh, from my people’s feet, Pharaoh, it took strength for him to say,

brick, brick, brick, it took even greater strength for him to say, as he, dropped to his knees, brick, brick 

Farther, please, break these, bricks in front of, the eyes of my people, brick by brick, for they refuse to see

The Spay Way ...

One day
One day in May
One day in May maybay 

In May maybay I heard erm say

I heard em say over the air wayves

Over the air wayves "thay say"
"Thay say thay"

"Thay say thay can spray" 

"Thay say thay can spray the way"

"Spray the way waves" 

""Spray the way waves wave"

 "The way waves wave with can spray"

With can spray
With can spray I sprayed

I spayed may
I sprayed may way

May way through the subway

Through the subway that day

Through the subway that day to spray
To spray may 

To spray may array

To spray may array of wayves

May array of wayves on ay
May array of wayves on ay trayin 

On ay trayin naymed

Naymed the Ay
Naymed the Ay-trayin

The Ay-trayin as always

 The Ay-trayin as always exclayimed

"Exlayimed "please refrayin"

"Please refrayin to spray"

"Please refrayin to spray traiyns"

"To spray trayins" but hay
But hay I just shook may
 hay I just shook may spray

  I just shook may spray and sprayed

 just shook may spray and sprayed anyways

Spayed anyways until the breayk
Sprayed anyways until the breayk ay day 

  Until the breayk ay day when thay 

When thay gayve
When thay gayve chayse
When thay gayve chayse to may 

Chayse to may through the sprayed 

Chayse to may through the sprayed laynes

To may through the sprayed lanyes as thay

 The sprayed lanyes as thay
The sprayed lanyes as thay sprayed
As thay sprayed the laynes  

As thay sprayed the laynes swayed 

The laynes swayed 

The lanes swayed the way

Swayed the way wayves

Swayed the way wayves wayved
The way wayves wayved while I swayed
While I swayed in the laynes
 While I swayed in the laynes as may brayin
As may brayin becayme
 As may brayin becayme clayimed
As may brayin becayme clayimed bay
As may brayin becayme clayimed bay the say
 As may brayin becayme clayimed bay the say of spray