THE OPEN MIC CYPHER

[Bodey]

A red hexagon? What're you, Helen Keller?
I do this shit how I want, you can't be further from stellar
I get it, you're talkin, you talk a whole lotta shit
But I'm the one who will walk it, until I'm swallowed in pits
It's awesome, the flowin, we socializin in rhymes
You grab a salad and toss em, I'm growin tired of try'n
To convince myself that I am worth it, I'm pure
Who gives a mother fuck about the "perfects," they still smell like manure

[2tripple0]

im flipping the decks every rhyme I write its twentyfive to life
you like an outdoor pussy cat aint no one going to let u inside
im quoting gods and looking for the sessions of first order command
youll sink quick like sand and like a beaver im building a dam
you suck at rhymes your shit aint worth spit
fill a book with them verses still aint got no purpose
and im making you watch for cliffs like a light house
you aint no player coach is like get your head out the clouds
and im killing raps im splitting the earth with the equator
you minor league and aint no time for no liquidators
im dope as fuck counting my cash like Dracula
you taste like puddy the way you serving up some tuna
and its like lightning before thunder way I count the distance afterwards
and know how far I am from the center of the storm
but it aint raining and I aint no hurricane
you may think im not stable but im definitely not insane
gonna finish this verse as strong as I started it
im digging out your cartilage and like macaroni heat u up in an instant

[Mr. J]

All I did was grimace
chances, the slimmest one has glistened
I sense...
fear by the minute, horror in the hour
instrumental score has devoured...
my itinerary it's been a scary week
it's been very sweet
revenge is a fetish tickling my feet
and it's the reason I'm missing on sleep
put division to the piece
wrestle the heart out & pin em' on three
I'm a gimmick I'm neat
I guess it depends on the sentence I weave
I forget what I'm getting with these
either take the 50 cents & just leave
and don't pin that innocence on me
I'm prophetic which means I'm getting my cheese
so fill it up 'unleaded' on three

[2tripple0]

dropping dope I got tons of issues to address
im like legislation since im getting passed like congress
dope writing and interesting topics that I argue
your like bolts and nuts way that your getting screwed
I like repetitive lines and things that come back full circle
its like television Im fast-forwarding through the commercials
I know my rhymes are hot and you want to challenge me
but ive already travelled the world and all its seven seas
don't need much more this forum to active to be shutdown
its like supplies at staples eventually they gotta run out
and im ill with grammer my lessons leave u like a petrified wood
cant put me down im like reading a good book
im like titanic crash you with ice bergs
looking for skill still couldn't find any everywhere I searched
and just like a figure you getting ate/eight
and im heating up the oven so that my chips can get baked
this verse is like the us president candidate debate
its like a battery on a car every once in a while it gets changed

[Mr. J]

shitbrains can't you see the pace I move is insane
no telling which way this next verse will take
I feel safe, burdened by holding all of this real weight
a peeled face, a wish that fills me up like a pit stain
I kick game at a Jenny Craig associate on her big day
soaking up everything coming from her lips ayyyy
that's funny as it gets lame, promoted games midway..
bow to your sensei I'm making the bed rock til the limbs break
look up to a star and make a wish way to big to be filled...
insane, insane, that's fucking insane

[fraze]

you would never noticed a poet if he wasn't quoted.
so im rhyming potent as the sacred pipe the chief is holding.
cheefing, smoking, even tho the police hope they catch me loccing
weapons smoking... mama traumatized to leave my casket open
they ain't holding out hope we might reach diplomas
they ain't worried bout the problems that be heaping on us
"what you hiding", "who you robbing", "what you keeping on ya"
bet they'd put a city under water just to keep us under...

[Nigma]

im a creature summoned, the chief of thunder. i speak in tongues while the demons slumber. feed my lungs tons of weed to come thumb up key of such pristine wonder. beat you till your seeing tweeties, beef with me is.. see, uhh, errr...you'd be a hole in one birdie, half dead, youre 3 under.

[Mr. J]

I'm a tickin' time bomb sniffin' Lysol
sunk in a couch where I'm kickin' my thoughts
twistin' some jars, gettin' em' sauced...
this offense, guard your center, step forward
this a mild texture with my chips bent & sore
smooth when that combination met the score
pull pressure, more, see what you steppin' toward?
at the neck with swords, & up next is yours...
I'm in the stand with a thumb pointing down...
if only you could see how it was all going down
but you in a black bag now & looking stressed...tough..
look at the difference of how we're dressing up
you a thief & I'm of higher class steadily sexing sluts
to the head you struck as your chest started flexing up
either way you not the type to be stepping up...
look how you ended up, asphyxiated...

[Nigma]

pen helps me lift the aches and the tension with rhythmic aid
its a blessing, expense-less investment that sends all the shit away
blend a glimpse of my day with some fiction to make and enhance it
give it mechanics that synthesize half of the page and take what i have
switch it up, get rid of some, deliver what is flame attached

damn that got lame. i cracked

[Mr. J]

the tame is back, with another heinous rap, take a cat...
pray it's black, the same color as my favorite hat...
the fack is that? fuck is that? maybe it's a bucket cap
where the chickens clucking at? get it? a bucket hat?
now your stuck with that & I'm over like 'the fuck is that'
where them chickens clucking at? where the buzzards at?
what kind of dance is coming back, you ain't touching that?
that's some hot pussy but that stank is something bad...
where does Q be? I don't know how to really run it back

[fraze]

no need to be wondering. i will help you up if you are stumbling.
run it back. we were done with that but watch me bring it back.
like lionel of the thundercats, he-man, and G.I. joe. im unrivaled.
got the topic going west like fievel + i blow cess so my eyes low.
forgive me if i'm scriptin sumthin different but im gifted with it.
lifting spirits with peerless diction. standing strong, spitting fearless.
flipping scripts but none was written if you didn't get the picture
it won't take a thousand words for me to paint these vivid scriptures
cross your minds retina. im betting ya i change the setting dig it.
can i kick it? wicked. they only call me crazy cause i've been committed

[2tripple0]

im flipping tricks and banging beats on drum kits
its easy to slip in and out as long as the shoe fits
and I know my rhymes are hard to comprehend
and the best offense is a good defence
so im running football fields yall just a close second
you be fake as thugs who swear they carry weapons
im dope with lines and I got tons of knowledge
you aint done shit on these boards so nothing to accomplish
and I don't give a fuck if anyone relates to me
you be a good investment like buying equipment from sony
and I aint give a fuck about video games. They never tempted me,
you be like my instruments im tuning just making a melody
and claim you thug and ya crew gangster but we all know yall faded
I be rising like inflation and cover u up to keep u warm like a blanket
this my fifth arrangement and aint none of yall keep heat like Miami
my granddads name was Sammy and his wife was an actress called Grammys
that was a dope wordplay im sonning all of yall who think u ill
but I could pop u like pills or sue u if im driving and my mcdonalds coffee spills

[Wise Wiggles]

I practice my origami watching karate films
Doing pilates. Popping poppy pills. Sobbing to Notting Hill
Sorry but not sorry. Cosby chill in my book
Like drugs, cept for meth & herion
Having sex with dairy products
Heavens scary dark faggot. No light
Just beaming bouncy particles of glow eyes
Yall mirroring all my styles. I hear it's volitile
Trying trip for fifteen off the spirit molecule

[Mr. J]

tip the window washer a dollar too...
I'm in a coffee shop watching white collar news
a billionaires wife & a Wizards baller nude..
typical pioneer work for all of the thoughtless views
studied logic, cool, I brought the market through
endorse the minds shop cheap "Target" school...
go ahead and bring them fat pockets through...
proper shoes to match the mouths of improper youth
it's impossibru I don't need a financial hostage BOO!
2 pepperoni's with italian sausage duuuude

[Split Eight]

gave the room a fresh coat. fumes & stencil
so soon to let go? booze on breath blown,
the fumes collected til the use of limbs slow.
such abused potential. I could view the rent go
until I lose my mental

[Mr. J]

the sentinel appraised the temple
as the damsel in distress exclaimed "LET GO"
I'ma extraterrestrial..
sent from the land of instrumentals
where the darkness clogs your pencils
your thoughts whittle down to harmless metal
an eraserhead I'm getting harder to get to..
a lot of friends & lost loves, a lot I'm dead to..
there isn't a God that I would offer my head to
so there's no way I'm begging for a chance to renew the venue
hark who goes there...is that the merry men?
I bet your happy that it's legal for you to marry them

[Wise Wiggles]

I'm a blood sucking embarrassment misquito miscarriaging sequels
On this planet? I'm evil. On others, I'm normal
Losing my uncle? Game changer, I mean it's fucking enormous
My whole entire life is stuck in that forest
God, it was so beautiful, this destructive of forces
String em up. Reanimate. I'm conducting some corpses
Miss the old days, we'd just be chillin'. Invincible.
You're still with me. I feel it. The air is... whoa
I've heard your winds roar up the mountains
Your wilderness was home. Not just Portland & bouncing
I owe you every thing man. More than important. A founder
I still hear the stairs cracking your extraordinary anthem
My heart's in a million. To them it's as if I barely 'ov panicked
Shit is just scary & random
I mean, if you saw him. You'd be like that's a rare breed of man, there
Maniac squared. Insane react time. It's strange, I pass time
I wade in past shine. Your ancient yet rad light
Ever changing possiblity
Maynard and LOTS of cheesy weed

[Mr. J]

sitting in the hooptie listening to eazy e
straight outta somewhere with greasy knees
bleet bleet buhbuhbuhleet...
I'm counting sheep riding on the guillotine
ready to snipe anyone who tries seeing me
I'm at a eatery with cutlery designated for soup & salad
fuck your 15% gratuity the white house is boosting taxes
when the flames spark I'm smart & use a mallet
from the land where we shoot from asking
with all your relatives on the stoop at grandma's
waiting for the supper bell & other types of live shit
what I write is timeless minus the timex
am I at my prime yet or borderline schizophrenic....
the answer lies between emails from Skynet
& the aluminum foil that the proceeded to price check
fuck do I know about having to deal with my tec's
all I know is they splatter the Rorschach & give me my test

[2tripple0]

you fuckers fail at what comes to me at best
im like a pop quiz no buddy was ready for my test
and I know how to flip shit and structure my raps
since im a proballer just haven't written any autographs
im dope as fuck you all know it I can feel the envy
and Im fixing up some ham and cheese call me a deli
a penny for my thoughts nah I aint interesting enough
call my bluff im like a sports team on the cover of Inside Stuff
don't know if you remember that magazine
but im the cherry on top of my ice cream sundaes whip cream
Im dope at rap im just taking a sitter for now young one
since I never seen u at the grounds keep your name off my toungue
im going end this like a horror film kill yall in suspense
since your getting an eye site test and im providing the lense

[Wise Wiggles]

Shit was written free falling right off the ledge
All this time on the edge. Could just die in a breath
Wanna boogie? Then boogie, just beware of those little eyes on the web
You like the in depth stuff most peeps don't like to express
You know knives? Can index blind, under stress
White tundra crept on bright summer days
Looking for tight thunder eggs
Rich faggot's spooked, all iced up afraid
America made terrorists. ISIS is gay
Gave em the bullets but no shade from the voltage
Trying to grow a bonzai in Asia, just dull it
Sick of this sickness of bullshit. Everybody need meds
Shit is ugly, jesus. The fucking weekends. This bloody phenix
Uppity preachers just straight hustling weakness
Wiggle stay cutting the peices, jig saw extraordinare
Pissed off at Portland's mayor. Kitzober's a thieving douche
Stupid bitches w/mental problems chucking kids off a bridge
Hot ass evening news. Garage packed with weed and shrooms
Got that spacey shit that'll have you fiend the moon