THE OPEN MIC CYPHER

[Witty]

I don't squeeze trey's, don't need strays to ruin this dweebs day
I stand on necks, and I'm 'bout to put my hands on Dex like a dj

[DexLabb]

had ur hands on Dex, got ur ass all reddened.
u aint the smartest bitch, but that Wit' ya gave was academic!

[Friend Zone Fred Zim]

The past is finished.
That gentle, decadent fragrance near the fauna and petals
is nebulous. Part of me's lured, the other possibly rebels
The weight of life lifted, your image...is a cosmic crescendo.
Dancing with heaven, dancing through veils; dancing under the moon...
It's too cliche to say I'd make you breathe, plummet and swoon.
I just need you for a second. maybe a hundred or two
Before life's winters return and my hunger ensues.
Life's fickle, a game we whisper in our thundering moods
but time crawls in your presence.
The only wonder is you

[Friend Zone Fred Zim]

uhhh, no homo.

[CopyPat]

Im so Alta cause im from Alberta.
im so calgary when i fuckin burn ya
flames hockey, the fuck is playoffs?
i watch regular season, the rest just days off
we sucked for years, i suffered..tears
but at least last season they busted rears
was nice to see, fin-ally.
and in a couple years you guys'll see
we'll be back to winning. like charlie sheen
and thats for really, we'll be a gnarly team

[NYCSPITZ]

The Rangers were too small, without the depth of the Kings
but compared to the Faglary Flames, well...here's where the lesson begins
Your new forwards are too small, they'll shake under the fear B
and that whole top six looks like I just pulled it out of a beer league
or out of my asshole, like glencross and Monahan's faces
on hotornot.com, they got more hate than taliban racists
Jonas Hiller? ROOFOALMFAMO than shit just leaves me more dead
His five hole's even bigger than Jarome Iginla's forehead

[Witty]

Retarded schemes, the heart of an artist emits the hardest screams
I started clean, now I'm dirty as they come, from these parted seams
My life a series of charted themes, bombarded with discarded dreams
I wanna fart, but I dunno if it's safe, fuck it...I'm gonna fart....
....It's clean.

[Pharaohs Army]

i drop when i want to pop glocks when i want to freestyle to certain instrumennals, service with a smile, why you riled up?, bodies piled up exterminate like roundup,

[Witty]

These rhymes are crazy bitch, no alias, just lazy wit, but the sharpest, like a razor slit your face and it got cut open, blood soakin' and now you're tasting it, I hope there's aids in it. Slow the pace a bit, I smoked a lot of weed tonight and realized all I do is joke a lot, I need to write, I'm supposed to jot until my flesh grows cold and rots. Experiences are the seeds that sow the thoughts which produce the rhymes, and if you're reading it, these ingredients become your food to dine. If you try to look through the lines, all you're sure to find is a fool behind, this weed done gave me them droopy eyes, but it's those who inhabit the gloom inside society's maze that are the truly blind. What good is all the money and every porsche you can buy, your very own private jet that soars in the sky, if there's nobody there to mourn your corpse when you die? But that's just my views, you don't have to agree...actually yes you do, or get strapped to a tree, stabbed with a piece of glass from when I got mad and went beast, smashed your car window and grabbed your ass from the seat. And when the cops that pass on the beat find your body stashed in the back of a Jeep after 3 hours of being fucked in the ass crack on repeat, they'll see I left you alive just for the flashbacks and the grief. Just joking, I'm buzzed...smoking, my lungs hoping I quit, but fuck my lungs cuz my lungs phoney as shit, they be swelling like "What's up you punk, told you we're sick"...shut the fuck up or grab a hold of this dick, I'm rolling a spliff, you can swell all you want I'm gonna smoke til I drift into the stars, just floatin', then slip into the oceans, learn the secret of eternal life, grab the potion and sip, now I'm stranded by the coast as a ship is passing by, the mast is high, so picturesque on the silent still sea...I have to cry. wtf this is a cypher, I've already wrote too much, smoked too much, and sorry if these rhymes show dude's rust, unfortunately these days cyphering is something I don't do much.

I'll try to do more.

[dead man]

kept me institutionalized. then let me outside
once i was ready to die. so here i am now. typing you rhymes
what a funny coincidence that we've met in this time
you could be anyone or any existential design
it's odd, it's strange. it's divine, it's arranged
it's not how you choose to play. it's the size of the game
minor or major, treble or bassist, the music is waves
appreciate yourselves cause it's a beautiful day

[UnbornBuddha]

Open mics expose the contents within this soul of mine
A light repelling the hold of fright when its groping tight.
Growing wise has nothing to do with moral vice.
After all, all of our favorite role models die living lowly lives.
Beliefs shape how you focus your eyes to the world outside.
If your presence is cold as ice you shun others' invites
A road to finding yourself isolated forever inside...
Your home being your only life.
Destiny and free will is akin to throwing formless dice.
Luck is a construct for the opiate blind,
Malaise fiends whose kind gestures are a folly guise.
If you ignore them, then they might show you crime.
Mugged by them all you can hear is the hopeless chimes.
The church bell tower gloats a Christ whose blood is soaked in wine.
In spite of all this I preserve my dying cells in solutions soaked in brine.

[Mitch]

Floating lights , cobwebs, cells in the attic, mutate, particle fusion, confusion,
a loop swung from the cieling, arching barbedwired carvings of demons
sprawl out reaching with claws round beating hearts, sounds decent.
crawling beneath one inch of creaking floorboard creeping cockroachs breeding.
Monsters meat in the basement for secret exchanges of cleanly fileted skin,
Easily playing as people to lead them away from safety to my evil cathedral oasis.
Where naked necromancers mangle day born infants, still born incest,
claiming dominion over sages of wisdom. Where cape torn villians chilling
befor killin to afford penance to a drug lord, injectin viper venom as adrenaline pumps more.
Methheads behind one door, the next is a funhouse,
where children who love corn stick amphibian tungues out.

[Exis]

You's an idiot,
dunce, clown
considered as fucked now
your illiterate son,
go 'head and spit at me some
we'll watch how our lungs bout
until who isn't winded has won
a loss is your only option and not a dignified one

[Mitch]

Downhill sissyfuss, etching questions into ripped up bits of papyrus ignited with ignition switch wine house ritual's pinnacle pentagram ingrediant, even interface speaking through a medium of tin embrace to kindle faith In wintered plains, oblivian the witches tame, sweeping up your kin's remains, reanimation chants assail the ravens' simultaneous screech; a tantric tale of familys turned from kindred antler prancers to cannibal herds that can't just feast, they dance, revering phantom beasts for cancer cures they can't repeat if the cancer returns. The damned are eaten, with samples reserved in tin cans in a freezer, ample reserves are uncommon as mankind decreased it's own populace, planned by the teachers of a forgotten philosophies panel of leaders that had throttled economy's standards to zero, in honor of prophecy handed through Nero, Ghandi, Mohammed, Nastrodamus, A Sandy Beach Assailant, or Neo... From the matrix. Yay! FIN! Now say this Fishy fishy in the dish, "Thanks, Mitch. Great shit!"

[DexLabb]

i fart rainbows, i piss leprechaun tears
i shit big babies and my dick has a zen beard
i live every day like Gandalf with a shotgun
turned skitzo, poppin' hobbits thru dirt windows

run to the shire ya bitch. run to ur tree fort
ill fuck ur sister in the future like minority re-port
with a bottle of jergins n' a sock for the squirtin'
how does he fuck up so much bein' perfect?

idk man

maybe hes jhust.... dexlabb?

[Split]

appreciate yourselves because it's a beautiful day.
cuticles tamed- give expectations a trim,
make way for a whim. asphyxiation compels
like slaves to a grin. That's all nonsense I guess.
go through the motions that never taught you to live

[e11even]

Fuck Tropicana. The juice is mine.
A nuisance that knew the grind since this dude was five.
Bitch I maneuver like freddy kruger. I'm
Not average. I'm mean, and never even seduced my prime.
Believe I can reduce some lives after that reuger nine
Starts roofing mimes that mimic text but never let loose with lines
In audio. They'd rather troll and salute a grind
Laced with keyboards and splooged up mice, stuck in a clueless cycle
Of self abuse of the most putrid kind while I, the silent recluse, recline.
I seduce the mind using rudimentary ruses to move with times
And confuse the blind with more switchups than a Alzheimer's Tourette's dude with spina
Bifida. My Amazon's slime be drippin up while we grindin ta Jigga What
In my 85 delorean. This whore is my pick me up on my vacation to Jordan and India.

Bitch.

[PotatoSackLegend]

Even though I don't have any legs, I fuck bitches in the ass harder, While the camcorder is on, I scream "you need to see" jenny craig. My dick is really wooden.women call it the steady peg.upper frame solidly built..obviously kinda heavy set. Vietnam. 74, ill never forget that day when renegadin grenades went off next to my legs near Svay Rieng. My squadron went down far from the town while screamin for a medic.i was floppin around Wonderin bout if what i see is armageddon.

[DexLabb]

dude thats deep...^ do u know walt jr?

[DexLabb]

bitch im walt jr, s....su.... SCUK my cawk OKAY?
im n.nn nnnnn NNN NOT PLAYING AROUND OKAY?
fuck around with a bad bitch, w electrical prostehtic arms
pulled my balls clean off , that grip was extra hard


ouuuuh just 1 time for the sexy thangs
i know u out thereeee
yeahhh i know u feel it babyyyyy
got stuck on a railway.... train was cominnn

wasnt ur fault nooooo wasnt.... your.....
u know id love u forever its all fuckin better
it issss. pull up in a suburban with 3 cripples
toss em a 20 they show me the nipples....

woah.