THE OPEN MIC CYPHER

[Exis]

Ayo,

What's better than eatin' a mandarin?
Eatin' Amanda out,
Nigga how's about stand on down & let a real man right in
Bound for south, mouth all gagged
Let's go pound for pound, I've cardio for days
Release the hounds, wait...
Ex's arse in the way
Hatin' text artists will say, he's creamin' now
& my reply is,
Let me just pole axe your stupid frames
& have shit fold back in unusual ways
Faggots are useless, a waste of space
I've no need for you like Jupiter, you need a weight upgrade.

[corleone]

I wreck emcees.. ain't ish to me,
test Cor? end up with health deficiencies,
I shelf rappers on the daily, no one seeing me lyrically,
I'm the epidimey of every rapper you ever heard of as one in history,
whether underground or industry, I'm still the sickest to rip a beat,
sicker then babes in zombie films killed at the end of scenes//
Cor raw with it, I spark biscuits so hard hittin..
your body gon shake till your organs dissolve in it//
I'm authentic.. you plastic as hell like dolls, I'm more like arsenic//
I'm barbaric.. swing swords like conan and wrath,
test me and get blown off the charts like test scores in class//
rest sure', youll be in casts..
break every bone in your body,
to your chest, core, and abs//

[corleone]

a typical G.. name another as lyrical as me,
my own vocabulary span alone has its own dictionary//
my intri***ies of word usage,
emerges tools that..
are used for advanced theological methods which serves music//
cynical minister.. tryna to get rid of ya,
raw literature, captivating your thoughts like your favourite movie cinema//
you stupid nigga, for thinking you can spar with cor,
I'll put a few holes in your head and watch your scalp deform//

[Exis]

Yo she was an infant...
The smell of innocence left on her quilt
Over rode by the stench of a despicable precense
That's still here to this day
Haunted by evil, she only hears what he say
& that voice is repeated
What choice can she make?
Flip a coin, make it equal?
Why were you taken away?
The distance apart breaks every inch of my heart
I've failed you baby, so sorry for that
I completely wish upon stars, as shootin' for them's not what I want
Just want you back, back where you truly belong.

RIP to the precious Madeleine Mccann.

[Urban Dialect]

put you in this song so you can live on, you'll never be gone
never forgotten, remember the promise, the treasure you gotten
the resurrection that was said by the prophets, until then?
we must eat the stale bread in the closet, the bread of affliction
we're the ones who've gone astray, son's of prediction
your life's already been prophesized and it's going as it was predicted

[Exis]

I'm God like whilst, you are the victim
Choose - arms or legs bitch,
Which order of off are they ripped in?
I know you've told me again & again
But yeah, always seem to forget
Guess your death isn't a priority of mine,
There's sumthin' you need to accept
You're of the minority kind
& are pleased by this, yes?...

[UnbornBuddha]

Giga Tyrant seeking violence on the meek and quiet.
Preach defiance see a riot, coup d’etat to free the virus.
Sweet guy turned thief and liar to achieve peak desires.
Feeling higher, inducing psychosis blazing weed with fire.
Arson playing combustion with arsenic compounds
Joking around like I was bloodletting some clowns.
Perpetual bully, searching fully for whatever treachery pulls me.
Stroke of genius, hemorrhaging ideas until my skull bleeds.
Alcoholic writing rhymes for wine. Columnist endorsing cyber crime
Analyzing the world with cyborg eyes, algorithms of a psychic mind.
Slayer of kings, good looks over everything, face over green.
Take over queens who prey over me, makeover dreams to create other me’s.
Play with morphine, shaming the fiends by making it seem they have actual meaning.
But in fact their dreaming, the past is weaving into this momentary gap of being.

[Adverse]

Two fifths in my hand, they yellin "beware the sinister man!"
They trying to get rid of my twin cannons like Yosemite Sam's
Don't step to me kid, man I've got a hook like Killian Jones
Guaranteed by the end of the year I'm rocking a title, feel like Maholmes
"He's a topical head, he ain't got bars just imagery!" I Hear the bullshit a lot
But right now tellin' your bitch strip down only way I'm provokin' a thot

[brokenhal0]

inner wars exorcise ghosts in english vanish. A doe indents a worse
broke spoken language. sinning cause the signs are backwards.
clunk the glasses.A package full of worms a trunk full of rappers.
at best they couldn't help if they thought it afters . in the moment
don't call boys to catch a raptor.that's not a mans job.would you rather
hear and looking after. sun worship got it all beer battered.greener pasture
where the grass grows.quit dealing with dead meat and assholes.dealing
with them dead streets and pass go relying on past goals to kill the spirit that brought you back tho that brought you back out that black hole
another go again in the glad bag leftovers looking better after last years
you only get signed when you push death over

[Exis]

You're dope bro...

Ex greets the spastics, meets the bastards
Speaks to masses, I'm fuckin' past y'all
Better than ever I'll beretta your sweater
Leave shit imbedded, bullets didn't pass thru
You're full of it, so Ima fuckin' ask you
Is you just a straight up bitch or a fag dude?...

[Master Rock]

When will they learn
that they are combustible herbs, ashes to ashes dust to dust before my past they urn
thrust, its risky business at the edge of tomorrow and I'm standing firm
Reality strikes as the world burns
but what really is the message that I'm forming to churn?

[Adverse]

Ritalin talk mixed with this art always gave inspiration's spark friction
God gave me a gift of gab so i never shut the trap like Barc bitchin
Shouts to my dude Rock for holding it down like a paper weight
Used to have to scrap for scraps now I walk into the kitchen n make a plate
Unprompted, and realize these bars ain't meant to blow your dome, fact
Because it's a cypher and every line a throwaway like a fucking Corleone track

[brokenhal0]

So cheap N so giving . no kidding . jokes on you . its all winning
stand like home base . my own inning . that's a grand slam
swam long and got a damn tan .wave at the crowd . fans stand
what matters is where your plans land . last dance
shes fucks strangers and swears that her man cares . i heard that last year
don't hold a grudge just to pass gear . here's your change . cashier
keep a cats eye with a glass stare .that pussy might burn ya like some bad hair . but ill get rid of that a bare hand . here's ya mitten back . baby.
last chance

[Adverse]

Shhh...pack the theater and take your seats
Look at all of the ears that they’ve leant to me
I wish I could fill their ears with an incredible speech
But I forgot to write, squandered my time jerking off to Kenzie Reeves
Is it ambiguous? Am I ham fisted or just too chicken?
Am I demented or is their spirit in him? Used to be a dude who slammed religion
Now I claim I am godly or that Jesus walks with me
How awful, bet the apostles never got off in the bathroom of a Walgreens
Volatile dreams, how can I cleanse you when I’m disgusted by me?
Such is life, why would I feel indebted to you when lust is for free?
Such is life! How can I as a man lie beside my wife at night
And sleep peacefully, I’m stumbling back to darkness n can’t find a light
But one day Christ will redesign my mind and I’ll be fine again
It’s well wishing but I wish you well, and well I wish @Bodey had the time to write again

[Urban Dialect]

all these white folks..smh
i'm tried of dim,
fuck a peaceful protest,
i'm riotin,
a brick through your window
upside ya head
watcha going to do BITCH?
come outside, and ya dead
the police station's on fire,
we cover our faces to keep from getting the virus
and for snitches like you,
so you can't identify us.
you viscous liars, shatter ya windshield, and flatten ya tires
sitting at home when you should be out here beside us,
like a online battle rapper, fighting in silence,
this is my way of saying, I don't want you on my side, switch

[Exis]

Ayo...

Hush is terrible, unaware of my terror flow
I rep the U.S so when I call out your weapons, you better show
But your shit ain't mass destruction,
It's like mass redunction
Your ass is busted,
A rash instruction,
To take your cookies & blast your muffin's
You're about as warm as the bag I store my nuts in...
You could throw up to Edleman twice
& still get caught out thrice, call me Jerry Rice...

[Urban Dialect]

lets talk about the second thought of sparing his life,
if we are here, then you're not prepared in your mind
I thought i was clear? they can try you all they want,
but it's only "one time", if they try you again then you
know they want to die, so why are you hesitating? go
ahead ..."decapitate him", never liked him anyway,
i thought he was aggravating, came off like a fag plus
there were acquisitions, i never asked, but i assume,
i guess that's why he came on to you, cause he knew
what i would do

[Exis]

Master when reppin', If you ask for trouble
You'll get blasted in a rash ass message
I'm past infected, with hash
Injected, I'll rip any of y'all asses for breakfast
I don't teach pacifist lessons,
Just wordplay & passion in a hazardous gesture
Noah brought the storms but acid in text
& the punches get felt like masochist sex
My crew doesn't have a problem reppin',
If you do your title dissolves in seconds
The chamber revolves & presses,
Hotter than a thread with Exis, a dog & every fuckin' weapon.

[Exis]

Look, I'm not new to this site
Stupid ass fuckers I'm not new to a fight
Been duelin' in life before you even started screwin' with mics
& tryna spit fluent while you was droolin' your writes
I'm the type you can't hit like guys pursuin' a dyke
I'm brusin' you like the little bitch you claim you're not
Seein' me is unseeable like the game you got
You ain't hot kid, face the facts
Everyone ignores you
Couldn't Rock shit if Metallica wrote the shit for you!
I warned you, now it's over like porn cum
Corleone is a pussy like the hole she was born from...

[brokenhal0]

Amazing storm at leisure when the rain is gone
last remaining song the day is long
write till it breaks the dawn without a prose
remaining strong chasing after the regime
laugh at the scheme throughout the last pitch
and got beamed and they act like they rather care
no need to explain im out of here
that's without a doubt . dont pay the bill
cut your power out . thats alot of dark
when the sun goes down thats alot of bark
harsh words cut deep . out of touch or they out of heart
seen it coming . got the start .until things made me forget
thats hunger . so i received nothing. maybe a check...