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

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