THE OPEN MIC CYPHER

Universe · 04-05-2020, 06:27 AM

...until we're numb...

Lies and promises divide these provinces with every anthem sung
We the North seek divorce, it's like we from another planet, son
When I leave ya lag behind like prosthetics, a phantom cut
Seems people don't understand my stuff, they ain't fans so what?
Don't hit the panic button, I won't cram to study 'til plans begun
They want the belt but keep dropping duds like their pants undone
If April didn't fool you than Matrix you... I AM the one
Beating you is a breeze on the net... like how my hammock swung
You can try to match my output but it can't be done
I see your bars ramping up too bad you can't land the jump
I heard Elton John's Tiny Dancer sounds like Tony Danza, huh?
Hold me cloooosseerrrr Tonyyyyy Danzaaaaaa… yup
Stranded punches never land enough when Peter Pan is young
I'm Captain Hook, expand my lungs and scream "unhand me bruh!"
You random chumps fall for everything and stand for none
Hands are cuffed; It's Tom Brady ending up in Tampa dumb
Or like giving up on Peyton Manning for Andrew Luck
You a little long in the tooth like a prehistoric mammoth tusk
I know you got a sex-drive but your tranny sucks...
We go-in for a spin like dryer sheets when the hamper's stuffed
Now seems I browser raised... I got a Candy crush
Go plant some shrubs, but dew-in-dirt just dampens mud
I'm from Toronto in case you wonder where my family's from
I hate homeless people but God damn I'm a hand-some-buck
Y'all get more boo's than Cheers filling Ted Danson's cup
Too bad it's embezzled like Lance Armstrong's cancer funds
So why give you odd looks when once glance enough?
You're just a flash-in-the-pan like a wide lenses cam-er-a
Haven't slaughtered anyone but got that Charles Manson strut
Y'all just creepy little buggers... tarantula
I lack the stamina until my style's re-vamped with blood
Like peanut butter you damn Skippy I'm in a jam you fuck
Call me the unsung villain... Son of Sam has come
I'll only collab with a country if I can rhyme with Canada
Climbed the stairway to Heaven then slid down the banister
Y'all must-turd gas like a shart... the entire canister...

lol.. . I need sleep

04-05-2020, 06:27 AM	#11
Universe Everything's Connected Join Date: Nov 2017 Location: Niagara Falls, Canada Posts: 1,001 Battle Record: 19-8 Champed - Guerrilla Writing League(2x) - GWL Picture challenge(2x) - Art of Writing League Rep Power: 10178706	...until we're numb... Lies and promises divide these provinces with every anthem sung We the North seek divorce, it's like we from another planet, son When I leave ya lag behind like prosthetics, a phantom cut Seems people don't understand my stuff, they ain't fans so what? Don't hit the panic button, I won't cram to study 'til plans begun They want the belt but keep dropping duds like their pants undone If April didn't fool you than Matrix you... I AM the one Beating you is a breeze on the net... like how my hammock swung You can try to match my output but it can't be done I see your bars ramping up too bad you can't land the jump I heard Elton John's Tiny Dancer sounds like Tony Danza, huh? Hold me cloooosseerrrr Tonyyyyy Danzaaaaaa… yup Stranded punches never land enough when Peter Pan is young I'm Captain Hook, expand my lungs and scream "unhand me bruh!" You random chumps fall for everything and stand for none Hands are cuffed; It's Tom Brady ending up in Tampa dumb Or like giving up on Peyton Manning for Andrew Luck You a little long in the tooth like a prehistoric mammoth tusk I know you got a sex-drive but your tranny sucks... We go-in for a spin like dryer sheets when the hamper's stuffed Now seems I browser raised... I got a Candy crush Go plant some shrubs, but dew-in-dirt just dampens mud I'm from Toronto in case you wonder where my family's from I hate homeless people but God damn I'm a hand-some-buck Y'all get more boo's than Cheers filling Ted Danson's cup Too bad it's embezzled like Lance Armstrong's cancer funds So why give you odd looks when once glance enough? You're just a flash-in-the-pan like a wide lenses cam-er-a Haven't slaughtered anyone but got that Charles Manson strut Y'all just creepy little buggers... tarantula I lack the stamina until my style's re-vamped with blood Like peanut butter you damn Skippy I'm in a jam you fuck Call me the unsung villain... Son of Sam has come I'll only collab with a country if I can rhyme with Canada Climbed the stairway to Heaven then slid down the banister Y'all must-turd gas like a shart... the entire canister... lol.. . I need sleep __________________ ..Passed the Present and Future..