THE OPEN MIC CYPHER

[Pharaohs Army]

i wanna write in the open mic
i wanna battle n lose in hopeless fights
.to the dopest guys
i wanna be psychotic n think thunderstorms are more than just open skies
as a fickle creature sometimes i just want a slutty woman to open wide
yet sometimes i want a companion with an open heart, to hold n die [with]

if i could just get high again i'd put the finishing touches on this battle with this guy'n win
i love ta battle cuz i love the straightforward tactics[,]and it makes more for practice

i wanna stretch the truth n make things up[,]to be the best in the booth n make things fun.

then a part of me knows that these guys are dying to see what's inside of me n see the authentic side'v things.

what is rap?
rap is technical rap is special n the more simple it gets the more it's endless.
beats-like-"juicy"-grab-the pencil,
then go on "toubie",
find a club banger n rap it. what is my problem-what-am-i-waiting-ta-happen?

one has to reach their potential before they exceed their potential

i wanna write about the police state[,]n our republic which once seemed great
i wanna write how we're losing the important protections,'v the 4th amendment, like more than ever
i wanna write about how the electorate is more misinformed than ever
i wanna write about corporate errors
n how the only people that pay fer them, are the poor an' unable

i wanna write about the horrors of jihadist, islamists, n i'm not even, an islam-ophobe i promise.
i wanna write about the dangers of hawkish zionists who don't value life'n-shit.
wanna drop the "h" on hawkish ya-know like "caucus"?, ta pronounce it.
anyway, n i'm not even anti-semitic. i promise.

i wanna write about old drivers, who shouldn't hold license.
i wanna write about materialistic youth,who go buy it.

i wanna write about my favorite sports team n how-as-an adult male my(whole)entire life is a sports dream.

i wanna write about ebola; i wanna be a brainwashed boy-soldier,who's fighting soldiers,right around the corner.

i wanna see nightcrawler, in theaters.
i really don't usually go out n see movies that's how weird it is.

i wanna write about a girl i care about.
i wanna write bout childrenguild n the material-we shared alot:

"..she Checked my Vital Siigns; made Sure i Hadn't Died inSide.
..he knew my soul it hadn't rotted.
in exchange for a bit of humanity he gave me tools i hadn't thought of, or had forgotten,
so i could solve my-own problems."

there.i spent that note like a currency.
i'll save the other ones purposefully.

i wanna write about mood problems, and who's got them.
wanna-write-about-nuances-that-i-use-often-n-the-word-often-which-we-use-often.
it's sure awesome!

i wanna write about the media.
i wanna be "greedia" n not just be tired after work where work is the only thing i needed-now, ta feed my son.

i think i'll be leaving now.
there's so much more i wanna write about but it least when i rap this i'll see it now.