Get Right Freestyle

The Villain of Phoenix, I'm still undefeated/
First nigga to figure his weakness should get an achievement. Distinguished/
Attempts to derail is all projected to fail/
I seen higher success rates at Trump attemptin to spell/
I'm steppin on snails, my kreps on your shells; my record: upheld/
Jumped off the top buckle, secured the wrestlin belt/
There is no upending my impending glory, since a shorty/
I been riding on these bitches, it's A NeverEnding Story/
Someone challenge me for once/
By now if you don't believe in causality, you're dumb/
Case in point, this municipality yall from?
This RoQy's universe, I kept gassin' till the pressure birthed a galaxy of sons/
Dwarf your bars and your feeble moves like stars to Betelgeuse/
Discard you like rubbers in the garbage, or gutters and bottles of Co2/
During Carnival Weekend in London’s Nottingham region you/
Only claim to "run the city" cuz your confidence needs a boost/
Tell me "Who's The Master," then my Converses need a smooch/
RoQy logo lookin like the Mark of The Beast to you/
Shut it down for so long, I think Congress is meeting soon/
Follow the Leader, Rakim Allah to you Phoenix dudes/
Yall wild delirious. Yall are my child, I fathered your Styles, Im Furious/
I'm the -- Man of The House check the pant size/
RoQy spawned so many sequels, I'm a franchise/
Yall derived from me, it's fuckin' insane/
Ironically Jacob is LITERALLY my government name/
I'm the Patriarch of creating art , make Salat/
Yall takin' shots stead givin' props, thanks a lot/
Don't think we not competition because we get along. Yall stole my lyrics and cadences
Drapetomania studied a nigga wrong/
I will gladly go Calvin Candie and start splittin skulls, diplomacy and docility, there's a BIG DIFFERENCE, yall/
Guild's the squad, get along with us/
Or yall gon' get that work ad nauseum, like a call center/
It's a compliment, yall mirror what I've done/
This The Matrix, I'm the Architect of every single One/
I feel narcoleptic when your single's spun/
I'm the Demigod they launched from Krypton, this your Kingdom Come/
RoQy's different, we have no common interests. you just a Baby Boy/
You wake up, I'm but naked in your mama kitchen/
Give her that Old African Squat Fuck/
I came here to put in work and eat yall lunch, this is a pot luck/
I done shitted on this series so bad/
Whoever do the episode after me is gettin' the crop dust/
My record droppin' in March, the globe needs it/
Yall better pay respect to the God.. you "OhJezuz"/
Washed up cheap ass bars, your flow Levered/
I ain't talk bout no debit cards but we hold Visas/
You little niggas claim you the best, you don't mean it/
You spose' say that shit with chest, not show cleavage/
False claims of curb servin', that's some herb shit to me/
Usin' scooters is the only time you movin' Birds through the streets/
Ya'll taunted the wrong nigga/
When I'm done, R-O-Q-Y ‘s the new radio station call letters/
I'm from the highest order, pious, ayatollah/
Ya'll experience brighter horizons, cuz you're sitting on a giant's shoulders/
Everything I write is "opus"/
I'm Rick James, my kicks stain your reclinin' sofa/
I'm the dopest, no cap, all i need is a signing bonus. Where the fuck is my opponent?/
I’m overclockin', niggas better find employment/
I advise avoiding replies, forgoing foreboding violent omens like the Challenger’s final moments. Yall are hopeless/
Ophthalmologist, I was "patient" until I found my "focus"/
Mazapan De La Rosa is how the ground is broken, The Crown has spoken/
I run this town, I'll take on the whole scene and beat it/
Any of these niggas can get it, I'm Liam Neeson/
Yall are better? That is not the truth/
Unless Kamala Harris was really in college bumpin' Pac and Snoop/
Mind your business or get dismantled/
Walkin around thinking everything is Gucci, til your shit is cancelled/