THE OPEN MIC CYPHER

Wise Wiggles · 04-07-2015, 07:20 PM

Show you visions cataracts stole
Sever the fabric slow, of you know..
This forever sabbatical. This clever & tragic flow
Who'm I kiddin? Guess some fly different
I'm fucking sunrise-trippin'
Wanna pray on the very ground where my unc lie, missing
Today's a dud. Motivate me. Make me run. Lazy fun
Nothing's clean. Gotta cause some friction to make some suds
Erase it all. Delete the fucks
Writing. It's like a cutter's relief of seeing blood
Dreams & drugs. They coincide. Comb the sky
Drop it like a drone in strike, my, this moment's ripe
The fucker's fresh, chillin under webs. Wow, I love your text
Lightening to your soul, but thunder slept
Uneventful. Hundred web's sown
Grasping for something special if lucks on your side
Run, wander, hide. Go stealth to manage.
Bottom line: save yourself from damage
Poison dealers acting Godsent trying to sell you magic
So obscure. Should of known by photo blur
It's over? Word. I want revenge. I want closure purge
Now I'm a ghost for sure. Knew it before
Cupid the source? Same force that moving the shores
Mind fuck melancholy like that movie The Score
No mulligans? Yeah right, I want that oopsy restored
Heart's acting up, it beats at random
This what happens when you tease a phantom?
When nature questions, you give careful answers
Or end up crucified in scarecrow stances
Gramatik samples crack ya neck like air show glances
This rare ol' canvas, I only paint it real
Chase a deal? Nah, I'll take a bullet for you
Looking for a grave to steal. And I want you to aim to kill
Tidied up these crumbs in a bunch & made a meal
This is your eyes only, peep the sacred seal
Raised to feel it all, but so fucked. Got that Rogue-touch
Oh, wow, you're so tough. Every excuse is killing me
Time to get raw, about to move to the Philippines
Life's a fucking seed, man. How'd you lose the fertility?
Brutal. Hurt's building these sturdy frames so their works contained
Gave me a killer look. Come flirt with blades
I only serve today. My future's sunburst, you have my word
But this one HURTS. Fun, my soul is tarred. yup
Gimme flame. I'll get your address & blow your car up
Oh, you're high? I'm passed the stars. Fucking acid stars.
Write it off, my past is scarred.
And if this feels smooth, stick your hand in my agate jars
Fuck you pussy and your little faggot bars
You'd never think of the schemes I had in March
Of 05', ghostwriting soul dives on my woe is me nights
You'd slip & skull fracture off my poetry ice
And don't argue with Wise, he's supposed to be right

04-07-2015, 07:20 PM	#1
Wise Wiggles nok Su kow Join Date: Jan 2013 Posts: 4,505 Battle Record: 1-1 Rep Power: 51788022	Show you visions cataracts stole Sever the fabric slow, of you know.. This forever sabbatical. This clever & tragic flow Who'm I kiddin? Guess some fly different I'm fucking sunrise-trippin' Wanna pray on the very ground where my unc lie, missing Today's a dud. Motivate me. Make me run. Lazy fun Nothing's clean. Gotta cause some friction to make some suds Erase it all. Delete the fucks Writing. It's like a cutter's relief of seeing blood Dreams & drugs. They coincide. Comb the sky Drop it like a drone in strike, my, this moment's ripe The fucker's fresh, chillin under webs. Wow, I love your text Lightening to your soul, but thunder slept Uneventful. Hundred web's sown Grasping for something special if lucks on your side Run, wander, hide. Go stealth to manage. Bottom line: save yourself from damage Poison dealers acting Godsent trying to sell you magic So obscure. Should of known by photo blur It's over? Word. I want revenge. I want closure purge Now I'm a ghost for sure. Knew it before Cupid the source? Same force that moving the shores Mind fuck melancholy like that movie The Score No mulligans? Yeah right, I want that oopsy restored Heart's acting up, it beats at random This what happens when you tease a phantom? When nature questions, you give careful answers Or end up crucified in scarecrow stances Gramatik samples crack ya neck like air show glances This rare ol' canvas, I only paint it real Chase a deal? Nah, I'll take a bullet for you Looking for a grave to steal. And I want you to aim to kill Tidied up these crumbs in a bunch & made a meal This is your eyes only, peep the sacred seal Raised to feel it all, but so fucked. Got that Rogue-touch Oh, wow, you're so tough. Every excuse is killing me Time to get raw, about to move to the Philippines Life's a fucking seed, man. How'd you lose the fertility? Brutal. Hurt's building these sturdy frames so their works contained Gave me a killer look. Come flirt with blades I only serve today. My future's sunburst, you have my word But this one HURTS. Fun, my soul is tarred. yup Gimme flame. I'll get your address & blow your car up Oh, you're high? I'm passed the stars. Fucking acid stars. Write it off, my past is scarred. And if this feels smooth, stick your hand in my agate jars Fuck you pussy and your little faggot bars You'd never think of the schemes I had in March Of 05', ghostwriting soul dives on my woe is me nights You'd slip & skull fracture off my poetry ice And don't argue with Wise, he's supposed to be right __________________ "black as midnight..black as pitch blacker than the soul of the foulest witch" Last edited by Wise Wiggles; 04-07-2015 at 07:23 PM.