THE OPEN MIC CYPHER

[2tripple0]

Yo you deffo got ya freestyle down pat
Get chased up a tree and down an alley like a pussy cat
Guess I gots to readdress some a ya emcees on the net
You aint no scale or key so i aint got nothing to fret
Finally figured you fuckers out after only four lines
Yall could be pitch dark still aint black as night
Say you spit rhymes but never handle mics
You like a seing eye dog way ya leading the blind
Cant see nothing broken so aint shit for me to fix
Coulda built myself some real estate way you throw up so many bricks
Guess you could try and question me
But ive already travelled the world and the seven seas
Aint nothing much for me to say
Im off the rictor scale like an earthquake
I gotta end this at some point
Gotta flip it in the air like i was a coin
Still gonna drop this afterall
Yall be fake as some barbie doll
Thats about it for now cant think of any knowledge to spit
Yall be burning like i was lighting candle wix

[Mr. J]

Sunken eyes dwelling in the face of last week
inferiority & fear mixed to chase my last dream
cheap liquor is gone, already wasted that seed.
puking on memory lane, already tasted that street.
a trail that tailed back, I created that lead...
the clues and the traps that are baited by me.
a map that helped when erasing back streets.
alleys & escape routes changing that need...
a live lead that will eventually find a dead end
the smell of rot, the horrid aroma of dead flesh
maggots of tomorrow crawling over the dead...dead.
your fate awaits at the end of the cheese maze
there isnt enough nonsense left for me these days
so set up the exercise wheel & water for each face.
put the monkey in the middle, its truth keep away.
sign on the door, do not disturb, quiet & keep away.
just another experiment they get to see today.
would write it in latin but you still couldnt seize the day.
truth & lie in the balance lets see what a Libra weighs
whats on their mind? what does their Caesar say?
peel their scalp back & let us see the ways....

[2tripple0]

Damn son i thought you almost had it
Guess you got some shit to put together like paper clips
But for real i had so much hope for you
Gotta give you a hint like i gave you a clue
Man i tries to let you know as much as i can
You like a wireless mic you aint need no stand
I wish i could hold ya lyrics close to my heart
Im like something you can race with call me a gokart
Guess i could just end it all there
Im a full house kid you just be a low pair
You could extinguish the fire by not providing oxygen
Im like moses been leading my people on an exodus
Its funny all things come back full circle
But im like tv programming way i fastforward theough the commercials
Gotta admit i will be on this site from sunup to dusk
Im like pizza way i aint eating the crust
Sorry man but you easy to read like an open book
They say im a secret recipe sumn for the fam to cook
I know its hard to put me down like a goodbook
Im in between ya classes like a homeroom
Gotta teeat this like a bbq way i gonna cookout
Im providing yall with a lense if ya got bad eyesite
Its time to put the kids to bed as if it was nighttime
Im sorry for this like sumn i wish i could redefine
Im like grapes way im being used to make some wine
Gonna recreate my life like a butterfly
Its coming to an end like how things start dying after the summertime
I wish i could recollect all my thoughts homie
Its like buying product from sony it be a good way to spend ya money

[UnbornBuddha]

Just as the roses bloom- goodbye my love.
Tearing in two the valentine cards
Shared, as a sign of our trust.
We made promises but lied in our lust
I swear before the sky and the sun
Time won't turn to dust,
I finally had enough
Being just another tide in your thoughts
Forever inside a flux
Chaotically drifting beside your thoughts.
Despite the blatantly apparent psychic blocks
Our mindsets touched
Coalescing our eyes and tongues,
Viscerally titillating our primal urges.
Letting our stomach butterflies resurface
Interweaving our bodies like hybrid serpents
Dancing rhythmically until the final curtain
Noted by the therapeutic cries and murmurs
Released, yet lurking deep inside the person.
Until the moment,
We were wanderers divinely searching
Years of journey passing the same orchard
Going in circles around the same border.
Only to land in the same place of departure.
Incapable of realizing the painful torture
A self-loathing sadist with a brain disorder
With inflammation in the pineal gland.
Evolving but still attached to a vestigial past
Of a primeval mask so easily detached.
I saw he hit you and I laughed.
You weren't bleeding so I sat
And let it go, I thought like all creatures you'll adapt.
Unable to see the moment the glass broke
Grasping your throat passed comatose.
When I heard what happened, my nerves retracted
My mind went blank and fell into an abstraction
Eternally dwelling on time's passage
Subcelestial pattern disrupting my solar plexus axis.
Eclipsed into mental darkness
So long lasting it felt like it never started
But was forever part of paradise's deserted garden.

[Mr. J]

Kings ransom held like the Queens gambit.
faces fall forward as the steps spring backward.
rare occasions for this very unique standard.
Teetering on the edge of this unforeseen balance.
the cliffhanger left em questioning the legend...
a star that made no sense without point for progression.
the winter wind that blesses with each indiscretion
Everything you treasure is quoted as inexpensive...
collateral damage that sent man travelling backwards.
babbling banter about greatness battling actors.
slaying dragons and such....all that silly stuff.
crumbling cookies after giving them blood...

[Clayray]

My name is Clayton and this is what I be on, I be juggling problems from dusk until dawn.
My mind is infiltrated by thoughts of me in the grave I was taught never be afraid, I was brought up in these you minute made.
I mean shits ridiculous spittin writtens quick in this bitch fittin to hit ya men with fist if they get out of line.
Sittin psycho in my silent mind ill desire to write these rhymes and make a livin.
Prophecy was giving I ought to be making millions the thought of me in the trenches is haunting me something vicious.

[Mr. J]

backward backflip, forward thinking activist..
hand raised to God, deep inside of Athens.
swing the sling, I hang on every rock thrown.
mock flow with tooth & nail dug into the dog bone.
Prognosis reached after the dialect is broken.
come and find out the cause & effect of Moses.
pyramids and mind tricks in the calm silence.
emergency calls that only my palm pilots...
an awkward tyrant on a rampage, shortchanged.
arcade fires, backseats, and romanced horse play
self proclaimed innocence based on appearances.
sirens of fate, lulling liars into the abyss, lyricist...
compound concepts wrapped up in obscurity.
when the pendulum hits the domino....
who does the butterfly effect...you..or me?

[2tripple0]

Man mr. J you keep getting better and better
But just like some cheese you aint been stacking no cheddar
I gots to say you been dropping some meaningful shit
But just like chewing tobacco this cat aint got no deck to flip
I aint even concerned with breaking ya shit down
Coach like get ya head in the game u been lost in the clouds
Im losing my ability to put up with whack fuckers like yourself
Only thing you addressing be a stamp you bought for 25 cents
Shit your flow so degrading it be attracting the pests
You be like a coffin way ya lines need to be blessed
For real you like a bunch of animals way ya acting like a herd
I gots to plant you like a seed put ya body underneath some dirt
Fuck it ive had enough writing these lines
You be like a seeing eye dog way im leading the blind
This shit gets frustrating at times
But just like inflation im alwayys on the rise
You be like achilles way ya weakness in ya ankles
Ill be like jesus christ way im turning the tables
Its like hbo you can only watch me if you own cable
Might just give you some wings and a halo like you was an angel
For real death is just another part of life
But im dark as night and last nigga you was chilling with was a complete dyke
There aint much to say life speaks for itself
But you like new jersey football gain one yard and jet

[UnbornBuddha]

Staring inside a pond,
Hearing the swans cry a song
Of being and its divine façade;
The contorted two face side of God
Outlined by white light and final thoughts.
Peer into the eternal blue sky and sob
Rain begins pouring from the eye above.
Wine and rum wash away the painful moments
That engulfed me in the totality of faceless torment
Convincing me my guardian angel is soulless.
Daydreaming in a nameless absorption
Using my fingertips to paint your portrait
Basing it on the image on the day we met.
Around mid-May I’ll say to guess,
Carrying baskets of marmalade, farmers market
Organic blueberry bliss.
Cherry lipstick and that tantalizing sunflower dress,
I saw you take my breath away
Blushing as a result of my hellish veins
Pulsating to your deviant temptress ways,
Velvet chocolate cake covered in coconut flakes
As an allegory to our love laced dates.
I saved every text and laid
Awake, waiting for another new message display.
Then came the day I couldn’t wait anymore
your disappearance hurt, but the craving curbed.
The dimples, those little blackheads in your nasal pores
Childbearing hips that gave you amazing curves
I remember you clearly. But no longer say your name ,
How depraved was I? to believe you changed my DNA.
Au contraire, it was I who shaped your fate
Beckoning you into the celestial plane,
Where we transcended normal levels of pain;
Nirvana every opiate user with an infected brain
Begs to relate to. Insert any interjection phrase
And any pretty poetic device to inject our veins
To make them and us briefly forget our pain.
Emanations of Sephirot, though we’re pixelated traces
In the uncreated realm of creation
With a startling overwhelming sense of sensation.
In a certain aspect, I’m insane.
But in another, I’m just another conceptual take
To reality’s template - depending on your mental state.

[Mr. J]

Why justify their penalties
as fresh as my senses be
most of this doesnt make sense to me.
fuck the thread, fuck it sensually.
then fuck the person whose next to me
Fresh coffee grounds, Western peace.
eastern philosophies are dead to me.
karma & the cosmos align as expected...


See your way out this is pure dedication.
not a list of made up words for escalation.
dig dug is prepared for excavation...
Puff these fellows up & behead the vagueness
bet your chips in Vegas & upgrade your software.
they fizzle in Minnesota...they don't pop there.
you can get the picture with the chalk layers.
piss your dockers & fix your feminine soft hair.
brush it off like dandruff, facilitate the standard
what you owe in heart will have you fall from the rafters
quick witted with a cig lit with a twist of cancer...
lifting my answer from peace pipes on the back of a Bantha
silly ass rappers, silly ass manners....


I signal the fall of Babel.
follow the grapevine channel.
prepare a vigil, light a candle.
praise the sun & bring the scramble.
this is all bacon & eggs bwoi.
the sufferer of braille is afraid to make noise.
Bench warmers waiting to play...
boy...you need to get the game going.
send them a pair of catchers mitts while in the rye..
so no matter what they holdin...their design is like...
desiigners mind...only seeing the black & white
put that on expression if they ain't acting right

[2tripple0]

Okay we don't know much about this cypher
But spare my tiredness im symbolic like "aquire"
Okay so you can try and remember anything about the cypher thread
But it's hard when I haven't cluedyou in so I took a guess
I twist netcees like dreads cut them in half like blunt raps
They just complaining I picked up a hoe with a fat ass
Especially when the increase of her fat was too shameful and overwelming
I pick a road for my dwelling still I'm not time but sure love it while it's spending
I'm looking for an ending my girls barely think I'm a gentleman
Call for a settlement not when your free like the day of independence
Fuck it I just fucked you for every cypher thread in the open mic since '09
Which was probably when the site started I'm giving ya name call me a street sign
So tell me who doesn't think this cat doesn't work
Everytime you guys been posting has just increased my fear for the worst
You bedazzle me with discussion threads
While adding rep/neg points to stupid shit just so you can point out all the sites different aspects
It's horrifying thits been so long since I didn't read your om piece
I was hungry and got caught with some cheese
abuse is a family disease
Guess I'm signing out too my rhymes put bums to sleep
Anyways that's all I wanted to point out atm
Always wondering what else I forgot to find out about the rest of my opponents
Dope lyricists half y'all write shit like you holding a grudge
I'm like pizza crust i gots to grub keep a couple milk jugs
See that I combined some sorta concept or pers perspective from life
In any event y'all keep the ideas in this cypher fresh
And most a y'all have been dropping quite consistently ripping through some texts
And yes I may have given away too much
Said my friends is thick thick like some blood
Go ahead go through this before you write
You ain't even put ya self farther down a line
Examblary remarks why I think they wanted to understand it
But I'm heavy handed like Moses with the commandments
Shit it's me and you so now you die bitch
Shoulda known playing with me is putting ya life at risk

[Mr. J]

Blonde fanatic who longed for passion.
the root of it all was calmed by accent...
law was backward and so were the thoughts.
all the gain that became blurred in the loss.
a virgin, a version of God molded out of lies
surrounded by light & drowning in pride...
just imagine the insecurity we are allowing inside.
her shame became as blank as a silhouette.
pain that sang harmonies as the willows wept.
feeling lost as her world began to make little sense.
the pillows wet, the sheets drenched in passion.
a hair style that mirrored a collection of fashions.
an collage showcasing what pestillance captures..
I share her idea and burn the evidence after...
the progression of banter ends with sensitive laughter.
the burden weighs heavy, riding in that grey Chevy..
I'm gonna make it rain dear, get the sleigh ready.
Use the shell that lays here & make the waves spread...
gee...she had me outwitted with the homing beacon.
the squad car rolling by while its slowly creeping...
a grave that only deepens, I am shinobis weakness
The hawk that brings you down, pushes you back...
eating up your health bar while you looking for scraps
O how long it took for you to be looking at that.
rookies run strapped shooting down your white flag
now its looking like what she conceals in her nice lap..
where the curly fries at?

[2tripple0]

Eh? Unnghh man I'm disappointed j
A couple lines earlier u was deep and shit but now u sound like sumn keeping you at bay
But day by day holmes it got my thinking it's ya wording that kills you
Got to know your size if you trying on some shoes
Just another version of the blues there's still hope for you
Just like the sky be blue just beat it out till that shit comes true
I agree that may sound self absorbed
But just like president Washington you nothing for me to George
Maybe if ya lines wasn't forced
But that just to coerce you into paving the driveway where you parking like a Porsche
I do this for sport j don't make me reiterate a subject bro
I'm like a group of crows way I gotta murder you slow
Yeah I guess I'm a bit of a bully er whatever
But still lacking cheddar way I gotta knit up ya momma's sweater
It's all bias you decide the interpretation and meaning
You getting a ticket this round guess ya shouldn't have been speeding
Nothing as fresh as the tree is
I get nothing butthead y'all can just refer to ya beavis
Because To each his own
Still haven't figured that line out it like picking a book up from library on loan
Guess I gotta moan want more u make my belly groan
You ain't rocky but fuck it here take a Stallone
Shit buddy I had to carry boulders way ya full a stone
Gotta make it all the way around the cones
You like cable TV way the channel when you flippedthe station just froze
I'm like a boat way I gotta akeep my ship a float
All I can say now is Im sorry for all I've done wrong
But I'm just some white cat who can't remember what was cheech cuz that was chong

[Mr. J]

First...all of your wins are no shows
you don't know how to cypher, and won't grow.
each one of your battles suffer from no votes.
theres shit all over your overgrown nose.
down syndrome surrounds your yearbook photos
You suffer of krocadil wrapped in old clothes.
your face looks like an overcooked meat lovers pizza
plus ya chin shrivled like a gobbling geezer.
Ya ears gape like the mouths of nonbelievers...
you could crack a safe with a smile like yours
you a squirrel in a nutshell riding a blind horse.
spent your welfare check to pay for 5 whores.
all 2.5s who look like they came from white floors..
covered in vomit, piss, shit & your rhymes bwoi...
imagine how irritating is watching bitches talk.
no one can stomach ya battles or your existence dawg...
how are you even real? Are you getting Silver off?
i swear these kids biting concepts trying to strive son.
wonder why the call ya bitch? Its cause you act like one..
ya hair suffering from bad extensions just ask ya idols.
get ya verses in order before you ever pass the bible...
Ya need to get your mind straight, double your meds bwoi
I bet ya get excited when a dogs humping ya leg bwoi.
your breath nasty like some moldy cheese.
Have to dumb down for this little homey G.
How old are you now? Like 43...?

[2tripple0]

Yeah right j great reaction you had to previous post
I really wanted to know my victories are all from noshows
I'm glad you feel I'm stuntin like a child who taking notes
I've got some paper just need some tabs to prepare for a toast
Really tho bro I've got ya vandalized
Like a pop quiz obviously j didn't revise
You love my style you little bitch
I'm like Robin Hood got expensive taste so only steal from the rich
Shit bro I be on some Benjamin Franklin conducting electricity with a kite
You ain't sharp j you more like a butter knife
This is becoming very irritating
You be like some balloons ya lines I'm wavering
You know what tho bro after your last post you deffo been improving
I'm like ancient ruins so you can't redirect the mic when I'm flowing
You could call me the fountain of youth way I plan on staying immortal
I'm like a nice cold fresh glass of water all you gotta do is add in the cordial
And they say the body is made up of 70% water
tribes used to sacrifice things to gods by offering animals that they slaughtered
Or the way Jesus was a martyr since he was murdered for human kinds misfortunes
Guess life ain't half bad gotta make it bloody bludgeon
I got rhymes like a surgeon
Sight of you persian Mr. J don't lie we all know ya rap stay untouched but not by virgins
But keep at it you'll get there boy
I was just trying to be demeaning but couldn't stand getting hassled by a real McCoy
I keep ya moist pussy but stay fresh like some old school pac
You more likely to end up on the sidewalk then someone outlining chalk

[Mr. J]

Anyway......



Portraits from a forgotten era.
the onlookers can only watch in terror.
birds eye view for the thought impaired
apple to the goddesses stare...
the ground shivers at the slightest touch.
her hand waves, their time is up.
the executioner couldn't find his glove...
The gallows howl and they cry for blood.
Guilotine swing as the pendulum slices...
Seconds off your life, what an acceptable price.
Jeers from the public that lack the stomach.
small spirits that seem to match these puppets.
Pull strings to a ventrilioquist, standing dunces.
moral code that their hands have punctured.
fake writers & disciples hanging onto stupidity.
dreaming of attention, aloof with dignity...
the reruns are cute but its nothing new.
real recognize real...who the fuck is you?

[2tripple0]

Right now your losing it j
I thought u coulda improved instead u fulla dismay
I wasnt really trying to bully you or nothing
But i aint a pipe i just keep this creep huffing
For real you aint standing my pain
I took a vacation you just went to spain
I aint blaming no one and aint playing no games
Im like you stretching cause aint need to believe ya claims
Its strange really i got ya floating around boards like u was in space
Listen man take some time when you writing
Im like some product from sony cause it be worth supplying
Listen bro ita hard to believe cats like you
I might need some grants way you acting like sum hugh
Dude needs help his flows getting invigorating
Im taking out all ya creativity like sumn the five o confiscating
See it be easy kid ur lines just couldnt relate
Im like a plate of food way you need 3 of me a day
I cant stop reinventing these keystyles for the cypher thread
Im like the swish sign way im nuthing but net
You getiing ate this round like a bacon sandwich
made a docters appointment still aint study enough to examin
Way you getting lost within these forums just proves ya gay
Thought his posts were ill but guess he just got nothing good to say
Rap taught me well guess ill flip some beats this weekend
Still trying to intervene mr. J but i just trying to be ya friend
I been reading ya stuff for a while now and tttt youve massively improved
Im just like your mom reminding you to eat all your food
So i served you some fruit since i hate to get too cynical with you
Im not considerate enough got ya kneeling like some church pews
Yeah that was a dope way to intigrate sumn fraternizing bro
Just planted some seeds now all i gotta do is wait for em to grow
This it i gots ta say goodnight now my life coming to an end
Watch me go down mr j like you was watching the sunset

[Mr. J]

Anyway....


She was upset by what graced her presence
it was that, that gave me leverage.
it was her strength that created heaven.
blessed by her word, I decapitate in vengeance...
the greatest legend ever to be told.
an automatic that I never need to reload.
I reign as what the weather beholds.
if its beef then they better be roast...
there better be toast with the glass of wine.
look how I just write to pass the time.
you write to further advance your life...
I eat of her and enjoy each lasting bite.
I bask in the divine, get that ass with a 9
dubs broken down on the ass of a dime.
you looking for change...back of the line.
got her verses stacked & a virgin snatch.
When I speak of it look how these virgins act.
Got a goddess & take the devils word for that.
find me where they pull ya curtains at.
Id hate to burst ya act, but ya know how nerds react..
alert & attacked, words could worsen that.
numbers of ones & zeroes, a buncha weirdos.
See the lettering out with one of the cheer girls
voluptuous fat wifefat wifefat wife for the other weirdos..
got a goddess that speak through her verses.
with her legs spread as I sit and rehearse it.
when it come to my word I know how to worsen it...
Hand gets shook ..let it go pay attention observers.

[Mr. J]

Word to the wise, I don't need to edit.
i put it down then I send it.
got the whole cycle thoroughly embedded..
look at go down without an edit.
so excuse me if I misstep it..
look at the light that graced my presence.
put it down & get the message
put it down & get the message
imagine the word that get em sentence.
the high they get to wet the senses..
the ball got them rolling the same hill...
back to back seeking the same thrill.
imagine that...theuir basically giving away skill
my hand hit the table..grindin...
The caine is able....grindin...
my hand hit the table....grindin..

[Slechtn]

@Mr.J I'm glad you post. Let's keep it alive!



We're miles away, away, away from each other.
I hope she stays, I hope there's Faith... I'm aching to touch her.
Stone Cold. I swear she's a stunner.
Mi sol. The glass of cold lemonade in the summer.
I beareth all. I'm bare to ya'll. She knows that I love her.
My spirit. She can only hear it, she walks off to the beat of this drummer.