THE OPEN MIC CYPHER

[Mr. J]

I put it back together before it fell apart
this hellish art..this tale as it tells its heart
'Its ok' its one of those days...
bury the ashes in the wind and blow away
back on course before it goes astray
fish of the past are the ho's today
a mocha made therefore I toast and say..
not a nan nudda can shut us..
down like a man under the cars can shutter
rising gas number and name band rubbers
keep close, get the point..free throw..
see what you can while finding nemo..
finding chemo, hiding all types of people
That's balls...that's all...I'm bored watching dudes hiding waiting to write
but I ain't hating I'm just debating on hazing and taking their life...
Then laughing...

[Wise Wiggles]

Always stuck on some 'what might've happened'
Time is sapping along, gradually. Wrong fantasy
Feel like Spawn's after me. Yawn. Tragedy.
On acid. Breathe. Take yourself to a different place
Delve into your spirit. Wait. I'm on acid, mumbling
Struggling with reality. Tumbling. This heavy gravity
Why am I running? It already has me. Fastened tight.
Why am I talking all the time? Used to be about that action life
Just a fraction. Kind of a small denominator
Come down to my level, I'm on the bottom layer
That careless feeling. Like hope,
Ferris wheel light-shows for zombie ravers
Hit the trees. The woods, and start carving prayers
Pave the way for the infinite, to which this hobby caters
It'll never be real. Be the same when I'm seventy. STILL!
No forgetting the feel of that comfort & understanding
Thunder branching. Wicked lightening, my summer phantom
Balance your demons with a half gallon of meaning
Life is a dirty slut who plays the cinnamon challenge with semen
Counting the reasons. Something terrible, like the mounting of Jesus
Need to find my fountain of being before it dry spell
Drown myself in positivity; life is gorgeous. I'm well
I'm doing good. Completely abandoned. Stupid
I can't go through it. Just a shadow, standing ruined
Planning's useless? Always savage, demanding ruthless
But this is too tired, hand me new shit
Positive. I've got to live, everything's right as rain
I'll never write the same
On some REAL shit though? Take it from me, life is pain
Time to change. You're making me leave. Anxiety
I get panic attacks now, on repeat...
I keep crashing, just: SMACK, then ground.
Stay axing it. ACCIDENTS. This passion is passed down
Imagine the tears being pushed back into your ducts
Imagine a rewind button. Shit's simple as fuck
Yo this is it? What about next life? What about
Nah, never that. Nvm, even if the best times are cutting out

[Mutilate]

In my bedroom having a conversation with satan
"...pop another Xanax why are you waitin..."
"I don't know man, you sure it's okay to take them?"
"...why yes of course you motherfucker just eat em no more debatin..."
"...oh! you gotta norco? come on here lets snort those..."
"...stop being a pussy and get over the sore nose, take more bro.."

[Mr. J]

Puncture the torso, parachute cords low
honestly you don't want it with quarts..no
the fourth flow, fourth quarter, short show
Game winner, Steve Nash the doors closed
get your wheels rotated, your rides retired
leave the leaf fired, rockets take the chief higher
Pop bottles, take shots and then cease fire
Whew! I have nothing else to really go on
they want dark, swag, something to pop my prose off
Come get this 9 iron and watch the pro's golf..
better keep popping the Zoloft I'm a fucking robot
computing calculations carbonated in calcium
calculus calibration consuming my cranium..
captivated by catapults, if I can't do it it can't be done
more twists & turns for those who ain't quick to learn
the rent is too damn high get your eviction termed
my visions worst, my knuckles crack & the victims burn
the ship exploded and the missiles burst..

[Vulgar]

I touch stones like an alchemist seer, amalgamate tier
Bringing to life forever wars; Joe Haldeman's fears
Dim city, soul sour for years, until he took a draught of powerful beer
Couldn't listen to his wife bickering or the albums revered
Top music countdowns and billboard image bombardments
Glove box love-me-nots, stillborns in the compartments
We're on a binge but it's artsy, grenadiers of paint, glistening harlots
who can't see the light, but also can't get rid of the darkness
I parted ways with visual partiality so I could delve in fully
Letting bloodshot eyes go about their self incursion
No self absorption, can you spell I-M-M-E-R-S-I-O-N?
Hey Arnold - were you the one that snuck through Helga's curtains?
Be honest now... or I'll tell your grandpa or the authorities
cause you've been busy getting handjobs from the sororities
Marvin Gaye was wise; he recognized us as dorks in a war of greed
Loiterers with horrid teeth, who chortle at Coraline

[Wise Wiggles]

Hopped in a portal to a morbid stream of living
I dream of killing and the scenes are filling,
They're backing up- hack & cut
Now? All I do is stack the dust.. Of what was,
Beautiful image serene,
I pretend, electing to deny the brutal distance between
Cute little whimpers & screams
They're so usual. Liiiiiiiiiiissssstttteeeennnn, you'll see
Pull me.. Puhh Leeeze? I'm asking nicely
Read my lips. Reep a glimpse, this hatchet writing
Happens nightly, daily, yearly.
My existence rests, laid in theories. Ancient weird things,
Waiting for The Way to steer me, away from the edge
Each waste of a cent. Openness replaced with a web
You wanna warm up? Throw your face in the vent
I'm out there. A Mulder. Frame of a jet
Going and going. I'm a motor, I crave the decent
Laugh at death. I'm a soldier, little maimed as of recent
Murdering little mermaid. Splashes, bleeding
Cut her fin in two. The most insane bastard breathing
I comfort ridicule, reality, I hostage proper
Eat your wife's cliterous...., after I chop it off her
I'll chew on it & blow bubbles- snapping effect
My soul struggles catching a lift, a has been, adrift
Smacking chicks with a snow shovel,
You're on some faggot shit- go cuddle
Need another acid eclipse. Talking dope puddles
No more puzzles. My detachment is sick
Feels like I haven't laughed in a grip
Feels like I'm abandoned. Unwanted
Left out to fry when the cannons are launching
I was raised to only want to capture the honest
Now I'm standing, demolished. Out of balance with what all is
When you give it, determined to trek through
Never to burn it down. NOT EVEN IF THEY LET YOU
They sweat you, you bring too much humidity
This glance? Quick sand. Sink-pools of stupidity

[Mr. J]

Phantom, I hide my face & produce symphonies
reach bliss..flattery is welcome if you like to mimic me
trickery, smoke & mirrors fog their imagery..
perform a hack job on those that saw symmetry
finicky, unbalanced, wild kids that like to run rampant
if you wild out, get Nick Cannon'd by an MC
I don't see em', become backwards, high next week
high tomorrow, high today, hitting a hi hat...
listening to a jazz tape, pimping butterflies, I'm sidetracked
I think theres some type of meaning behind that
but you wouldn't see that especially with your blind ass
don't know what to sell her, where is the wine at?
I hear it, coming from naysayers, name claimers
imitations, easy to rip out the sky, a plane paper..
origami, tore your mommy the whores upon me.
I get more introspective than exploring Zami...
can't stop, nor calm me, I'm too far gone thanks to wifi
I'm playing the curb waiting for the fakes to ride by..
hi, hi, I'm your number one fan, saw all your work
saw all your blogs, I even write like you and autographed my shirt..
'cool kid'

[Urban Dialect]

What are you stupid? Back up; you’re making me nervous
Fuck an autograph, leave you barefooted and shirtless
next time you see me it’ll be on your TV;
on the news, in your shoes, alluding the police,
there’s no sleep on the block/ Echo’s with guns shots
another black male executed by some cop
here you go; get your shirt back full of bullet holes.
covered in blood, autographed with my soul

[Wise Wiggles]

Show you visions cataracts stole
Sever the fabric slow, of you know..
This forever sabbatical. This clever & tragic flow
Who'm I kiddin? Guess some fly different
I'm fucking sunrise-trippin'
Wanna pray on the very ground where my unc lie, missing
Today's a dud. Motivate me. Make me run. Lazy fun
Nothing's clean. Gotta cause some friction to make some suds
Erase it all. Delete the fucks
Writing. It's like a cutter's relief of seeing blood
Dreams & drugs. They coincide. Comb the sky
Drop it like a drone in strike, my, this moment's ripe
The fucker's fresh, chillin under webs. Wow, I love your text
Lightening to your soul, but thunder slept
Uneventful. Hundred web's sown
Grasping for something special if lucks on your side
Run, wander, hide. Go stealth to manage.
Bottom line: save yourself from damage
Poison dealers acting Godsent trying to sell you magic
So obscure. Should of known by photo blur
It's over? Word. I want revenge. I want closure purge
Now I'm a ghost for sure. Knew it before
Cupid the source? Same force that moving the shores
Mind fuck melancholy like that movie The Score
No mulligans? Yeah right, I want that oopsy restored
Heart's acting up, it beats at random
This what happens when you tease a phantom?
When nature questions, you give careful answers
Or end up crucified in scarecrow stances
Gramatik samples crack ya neck like air show glances
This rare ol' canvas, I only paint it real
Chase a deal? Nah, I'll take a bullet for you
Looking for a grave to steal. And I want you to aim to kill
Tidied up these crumbs in a bunch & made a meal
This is your eyes only, peep the sacred seal
Raised to feel it all, but so fucked. Got that Rogue-touch
Oh, wow, you're so tough. Every excuse is killing me
Time to get raw, about to move to the Philippines
Life's a fucking seed, man. How'd you lose the fertility?
Brutal. Hurt's building these sturdy frames so their works contained
Gave me a killer look. Come flirt with blades
I only serve today. My future's sunburst, you have my word
But this one HURTS. Fun, my soul is tarred. yup
Gimme flame. I'll get your address & blow your car up
Oh, you're high? I'm passed the stars. Fucking acid stars.
Write it off, my past is scarred.
And if this feels smooth, stick your hand in my agate jars
Fuck you pussy and your little faggot bars
You'd never think of the schemes I had in March
Of 05', ghostwriting soul dives on my woe is me nights
You'd slip & skull fracture off my poetry ice
And don't argue with Wise, he's supposed to be right

[Wise Wiggles]

Read the sweat I pour in each stride
My pen has to die for me to write
Weaving word-webs so you poets sleep nice
I want to see your tender side. You defend a knife?
Shut it down. Over extinguish. I'm foaming & fiending
To fuck up your physical image. You know about critical distance?
Most you pussies make a pitiful critic
The fuck are you to judge my actions?
You ain't SHIT without a touch of madness
Now write it over. Find the motor. Something tragic
Haunt the rhythm. I want you winded, huffing to catch it
You have no idea how many monsters are under my mattress
Hundreds are hatching. I'm rugged. A trash can
Pretty much a nobody with only a couple of passions
& dusk is the last dance, tryin' to hang with scarecrow?
Throw one in & flaaang the barrel. I'm insane, so careful
Act accord & don't evaporate before your gash absorb
Main conundrum is are you ash or corpse?
Ax or sword? Goo'ing up some wax to torch
Trying to figure out if there really is some type of magic force

[Mr. J]

'IS THIS WHAT YOU'RE ASKING FOR!?!?'
Stare at the mask in horror..
The body hits the mattressed floor
I laugh, laugh at the act! Encore! Encore..
Look toward the viewers mass applaud
the front row stands and roars...
The show was in tents, camping store..
I don't know what else I can't explore?
Hit the 'Great Wall' the orgasmic source
moistened my palms like fresh cologne
Split the foundation in half, separate homes
the postal service didn't get the message tho'

[Wise Wiggles]

"Let it all out and then let it go" It's messy though
Head to toe, just wrecked my flow
More than dented my schedule. This ain't acceptable
You want to talk about precious, bro? Legend
Stone. My heritage & BLOOD. Now I just stare & trip the fuck
Out. Being scared to live just sucks. I wanna kick it
more than anything. No contest
In my mind? Just conjure image
In my mind? It just wanders distances, unmappable
Uncharted. None awesome or bad as you
Unc problems, can't kick it. Like junk, it's horrid
I stayed looking down the aftermath, that stump, the forest
So deep, man. Just won't sink in, won't click
Like I'm covered in super hydrophobic spray, just won't stick
Never want to own it. Like the world ended..
Wanna know who saved my life? My girlfriend did
Real talk. A thousand feet down is where them wheels stopped
My hopes. Dreams. Deal off.
You want to fucking talk about real shock?
Dude was harder than hard wishes to be
Like physically?
boundless opportunity
His voice was the sound of heart & loyalty
Hurts when I think. Going on? All them urges extinct
Just blurbs of a dream.
I always write all badass but I won't murder a thing
Just sit with my uncle. Remember his words & then breathe
That's a big one, he always made me focus on that
Concentrating. Deeply. While getting crazy stoned w/the hash
A lot of times get me way too stoned to relax
I loved his crazy ass with every ounce of me
I know he counts on me now to pull the fort tegether
why does it seems like having him around was a short endeavor?
death is a funny motherfucker. is it for forever?
Does it even exist? Like the brain. Heart. It just beats & then quits?
Like circle of life? What's the meaning of this?

[ill nik-A]

lol at that style u borrowed,
making shit sound pretty
u love to drown in sorrow,
this aching bitch found pity
go ahead & down the bottle,
hating shit, wow, really?
why dont u grow a pair,
instead of dying in your own despair
I'm bold, you're scared,
I fuck hoes, you care...
for. & buy em gold so they bare more
I'm a beast in rare form,
brain is fried but I'll entertain your bride
check the double dare score,
I'll take the physical challenge.
old school with a cynical balance while you were umbilical status
I'll put u in a critical mattress
the ER never seen scars the way I leave marks
your face is my punches' theme park when I mean harm
I'm the king like former Heat star without a green card
my street smarts will rip a geek's heart in three parts
I see art from a different perspective
my vision concerns kids
I keep it 100 like my wisdom's percentage

[Mr. J]

As I take a sip of this bourbon
thinking .. 'I should smack this virgin'
with your friend tryna get a word in..
Ill spit on your psalms rehearsin' these verses...
I'm bewildered, vigilant, belligerent in person.
burning your books, Harrison Ford is German?
Only if he's determined..
anyway I figured this is a done deal
I'm a Neanderthal on one meal
feeling like the scalp as it unpeels..
put over fire, liquify, congeal..
Looking nice, looking fly in a pompodour..
when you dress nice you look deformed
a love that mother could ignore..
good evening Renfield, how about a gelatto
Hakuna Matata Alyssa Milano.
dumb bitch, no habla y hermano
que? Support the liquidated espanol..
Im laughing my ass off frequently
A legi block sequenced scene..
I make a bitch bend like origami
yoga pose, falcon rest, wax off Mr Miyagi..
don't give a buck, but living in Milwaukee
Nothing but head, getting the whole body
live life like a zombie medicated by hobbies
clinical lobbies, Whitney & Bobby's..
Domesticated Hockey, Weddind Day Party
baby learning to potty?
good way to miss the pot
Go suck a midgets cock

[Pharaohs Army]

hey guys it's TAX Season that's y i MAXIMILIAN.
i Rap Easy that's why yeh can't be 'fillen'-this.
i pack steal because police r too militant
practicing on blacks for when they will crush [n.e.colr]Dissidents[,]even if they're citizens.
you could go to jail(now)for a couple grams(now)[,]not even a kilogramm.
and you need a Couple Grand Ta Not Have A Public Defender Up There When Yer Taking the STAND.
and you say "Yes i Took Those Grams. i Made It To Crack."
but now they want you for "conspiracy" All ready denied the plea bargan n wish you could have it back...

[Pharaohs Army]

well,
that's a cool story
n it changed my life
actually it was too boring
n it made me cry.

over the Past Week i've found comfort in an alternate state of mind.
now i fear that moving for-werd when i can't sleep?-I'll seek and find.
not really. not really.
please identify the Point,where my Rap Got Silly
in Battles i take the trash out Quickly..

[Mr. J]

What a waste of a new page you give me.
now people are like 'Oh no! Did he...'
Yes he fucked up the new page quickly
kicked me a few short lines..shitty
Talking crack game you get tree fiddy?
You get slapped for being DEA with me
get the extra D then think like Witty..
Dead..Dead..Dead as a doornail silly
Crack a couple bottles, split a philly..
get a girl to spear and call her Britney
make a line bout her crack. Bobby & Whitney
you can't handle the tooth...Timmy
goddamn it he fucked this up didn't he!
get juiced Star Jones, Jones & a Jimmy
to rock a rhyme its tricky in a pair of dickeys
chuck taylors..blah blah blah you done fucked up

[Mr. J]

Ok maybe I went a little overboard .shut up..
mushroom clouds, steroid growth & one ups..
In AZ on the come up, imported mario crops
Fire flower, burn bridges and bury yo' boss..
Bitches love to lick & swallow, I call it Yoshi syndrome
I just take em for a spin, jump in bed then fadeaway..
I call that my Kobe system..

[Pharaohs Army]

as Tutor For The Crown Prince i've been tasked by his majesty to nurture his profound gifts.
a Young Kid,
Machiavellian twinkle in his eye since he Jumped Out tha Crib.
"that little hellion!"screamed the queen,"i can smell rebellion".
"let them eat cake--that's what i should tell them."
all well and good
until i told her husband.
he said "raise my son ta Not be Like 'is mom.
if the peasants die of starvation? he won't be have the crown."
grammar critiques aside i saw whurr my king-was coming from.
he was referring to guillotines n their coming down.
cuz what goes around? it comes around!
anyway the prince Distractedby the summer clouds
imaginative.
they must have captured his attention more than my mathematics..
he prods me in jest warning me that he'll lock me in the castle attic.
i feign,a massive panic
n ask him what he thinks of Divine Right.
he says "i am ready for the reigns; the power,
but i'm not so sure that-that's the right kind."
i told him He Was Of the Right Mind, but must never tell his mother..
next day i was a tutor unemployed
i guess they found another.

[Pharaohs Army]

Originally Posted by Mr. J

..I call that my Kobe system..

i'm as ill as eminem
that's why Obie Visits
audio is coming
still i'm with the pen
but then we'll all jus listen.
a pharaoh i am dead
as a real person i'm just looking to keep my family fed
in rap i'm cutting edge, simi-ler ta nanotech
is there a problem with the way i've written "similar too"?well i can't just text.
i'm going to manipulate the spelling and it looks stupid but to me it fits best.
i'm just totally freestyling right now like whatever comes Off my chest.
and no one listened..
i had to KickThem out the hotel like the Kobe System.
and then apologize to my wife who Knows I'm Fibbing.
i'm so hot i'm about to blow like a Soda Fizzing.
with the Cap On.
i'm referring to my rap career. other rappers wear tampons.
unless they're female,
because that diss was for the male gender.
your very next topical is part of a stale agenda.
at the very next tropical island I visit I will sail. such splendor.
..what a dumb ending.