THE OPEN MIC CYPHER

[Mr. J]

I focus on my pen for guidance
and when I throw it I sense I'm Poseidon
I could feel the water at my feet rising
my breath alone will send the Titanic capsizing..
I'm the light at the end of the horizon
the flash of your life hiding behind those eyelids
I make sure it washes away when the tides in
you had better luck punching out Mike Tyson
I make it wet like the pot I'm boiling rice in
gonna need a moment, gonna need a license
a certified application stating I am the brightest
because I'ma shine BITCH and you gonna like it!
just like my FB page when I say some nice shit
or maybe when I'm eating or complaining about gas prices
fuck you going on about? I don't care! I'm the nicest
I'll open the door for you to leave & say BYE BITCH

[Pharaohs Army]

And if I don't leave wouldju poison me with ricin?
That wouldn't be a very nice thing.
To do.
Will Smith don't gotta cuss in his raps to sell records.
You know the rest. And you know it's true.
Basically "here" I'd be better off saying "the sky-is very blue".
Because otherwise my timing's?
Very crude.
I'm a scary dude. Peaceful at heart but you never know what I might do.
'Specially when I'm cornered.
Rappers livin luxury in hotel lobbies. I'm just the porter.
And when they need their bags carried? I'm just what the doctor
ordered. Despite my nitpicking I'm an ardent supporter.
I realize(that)what you are doing,is harder than normal.
Please don't think I've started to be formal
just because 'v the guy before me..
i wish i couldsay i'm about to have the Finest Morning.
work is hard man. it taxes me.
it taxes me more than the rapper who raps after me.
unless,
it's Master P.
i think i'm gonna drown in a bottle and just write all day- that would be a catastrophe.
i'm just kidding about that. if you're asking Me.

[Split Eight]

wow, did i meet the most fuckable milf, the skinny jeans
pizza barista sent me these cups full of milk-
thats some demons, fulfilled. in three minutes i need to combust into filth.
then that Sunset Sarsaparilla quenched the thirst for a thought,
as everything I meant meets the curse of a vault,
thats the cursive word haunt. thats what trustlessness gets you
she was some kind of wife of a war vet. that's useless. offends you.
we talked about war stories and then pursued newer venues

[UnbornBuddha]

Underestimate the Buddha, and you'll end up an overmedicated user
Locked away in an asylum with other evaluated humans
Some might call them, elevated humans, who contemplated true bliss
Only delusional when I'm not being able to say my mudras,
The power of song can even deteriorate some tumors
Immune intruders get eaten up by the basophil troopers.
What you fail to know is cell physiology comes from hell's mythology
Every unit of life exhales philosophy, in various viscosities
Come, and discuss with me how I can purify my viscus quickly
I live in sickly city with questionable sovereignty;
Those who rule it, are swollen with pride, and varicosities.
Vessels that form to contain our monstrosity
Their rupturing is when our heart drains subconsciously
Self produced bodily tattoos that show our biology's taboo.
I hate to speak so honestly of you,
But, I must because my father Socrates spoke truth
So, I must continue his ways. My lineage creates
Yours destroys, that's why your village is in flames
The ego is the ultimate villain of the Jains
He holds no weapon, but kills from a range.

[UnbornBuddha]

Trap you beneath the ocean layers, deeper than volcano craters.
Don't tempt me, I'll become your boss and raise your wages
Give you a glimmer of hope, before I replace your station.
I'm the awakened agent, that same one that escaped the matrix
Your but a spoon bender, who doesn't know his made of pigments
I'm an alien sickness that plagues the spirit,
Make you go insane as I erase your image.
Vanquish you into a plane of existence that hasn't created organisms.
But, it isn't nothingness, that's still a happy place for cynics
I'm putting you in vacuum that devours the soul of solar systems
Only thing that'll you be able to move is your orifices.
Picture me, as the most malicious forest spirit,
I have horns as fingers, and my every digit is adorned with all sorts of victims
My weaponry makes Thor's equipment look like forks for picnics.
I'm a captured warrior, with scars as symbols
Your a whore imprisoned, covered in sores as symbols.
I'm the world's most important business, every email is source encrypted
Your a mom and pop shop that specializes importing chicken.
I'm a systematic virus that goes down your eustachian tube
Into your lungs where I steam your pleura's fluids into a soup.
Face it, I'm a nuke, your a dollar lighter's flame
Run a wire in your brain, until your hypnotized for days
Every time you hear my name, you call me Sire, the great.
I'm an ancient strain that was glacially frozen for ages
But, now I've thawed and I'm chosen your laymen
As my vessels, to clone my latest forms I'm taking.

[CopyPat]

i spit with the plague, i'm sick in the tongue. this is the way linguistics is done. i twist in to shape these letters i've spun and spit an array of pestilent junk.

[Pharaohs Army]

Yo I Don't Care If You Spark. 's Long As You Use A Narrative Arc.

to a Casual Observer it'd seem a Nat ural Occurance.

[Pharaohs Army]

i don't Care-anymoreThat's the scenario.
been writing little bars to my self- they come through in stereo..
expand my horizons
my eyes are so open my Forehead has Captured my Eyelids.
this Beat Is My New Diet.You should Try it. i'm my Own Agent
and by extension?my own client.. my-own entertainment
i hardly Ever Defy it, And
as a visitor, if you ask me to explain it i will define it-
-yo
your Pen has a Lot of Mileage.
your pen, has a lot of mileage. thus my street Cred Required Some Trying.
thus my street cred
required some trying.
do you understand what i'm trying?
do you underStand what i'm Trying?
.i wanna Know howta cite it.
i Haven't Quite Decided.. but once i do?
... .. everyone's invited.

and now we change beats. off the chains and leash- i'm a crazy fiend.
stay with me.
we can study pedantically,upload an avatar in a totemic way. whatever's your fantasy.
"stick to what you're doing bud",that's what they're telling me.
but all i do is drivel satirically..
"so over" telling every1 'm the illest em Cee.
i'll just spill it.
they'll see.

..third beat the one i might BUY 'n now's about the TIME i Tell About My Life.
dead 'r alive u NeverKnowButEitherWayI'm carrying the head of christ
Yikes..
my Inverted Textstyles Pervert the quality control of your Textiles..
i think imperfection adds flavor,but what the fuck is the Threshold?
an earlier rap i referenced,addressing the mess-hall
i didn' meanta make a Mess'v it all!
sometimes we all fall.
i'm here da Pick you Up, with your Writers Block. it's Quite a Shock you're Writing Blogs.
i been unknowingly writing Blogs Fer Years i never stop.
it's not a career.
sit down and haveAnother Corona Beer.
oh this is a big friday night you've got(going)here.
i shouldn'tve innerupted. yeah party it up
you never know when you might GO people on Krakatoa didn't expect the Volcano\crater-eruption
yeah pharaohs i love you but it's time to end this discussion.

[CopyPat]

pharo u seem chill but i would never read that entire entry. i dead mc's in a fire plenty. i'm hella mean in this cypher sectchy, incredi-b, plus i'm rhymin deadly. my pedigree is to rhyme the bestly, you never seen this kinda texting. inventing schemes that blind your retni's, you're getting deep? just dive already.

i'm gonna try to think of gooder rhyme to ink. but i shouldn't write this thing because i wouldn't lie. it stinks. i'm puttin rhymes to brinks and pushin minds to think. on that soft plushy shit when i cushion rhymes to sink. fuck its really late, you can tell if u look inside my drink. the emptiest cup and now i'm mentally fucked. extensively drunk and offensively dumb. im especially done. forget it...tomorrow i'll be regrettably hung

[Pharaohs Army]

well man, you've played right into my Hand.
maybe you wouldn'tve said,what you Said if you read the End.
so party it up
and wake up fucked.
.don't Forget a Glass Of Water for your Cells
don't forget
a glass of water
for your cells
don't forget a glass of water
for your cells :-)

somebody help.
once i start rhyming r rapping There's No Stopping so Go Ta Hell i enterTain my Self
i said-as-much i said-is-much-
i Think-i-can i Think-i-can- i like to show rappers how da Write,and writers How da Rap\they Stink@rap

[Pharaohs Army]

what makes you think i would never Share with you?- even if i frown.
i'm an american pharaoh. hand me my crown.
i don' wanna copy rappers(but)Here's some hand-me-downs.
what kind of twist has life thrown you? you're out of balance now.

[UnbornBuddha]

Before we developed these trenchant views
We were cave dwellers transcending truth
Our every move was in a sense the truth
The tools one's hands possess depends on you!
Mud and clay inspired nomads to settle soon
Shelter healed our infected wounds,
Cyanotic flesh turned blue.
Celebrating the harvest in a festive mood
We danced under the majestic moon
Abundance of food didn't bless our gene pool
The Neolithic man lost his digestive juice
Stomach membrane became phlegm produced
The myriad of illnesses bled and bloomed
Our hues began to allude to death, and soot
Fire rampaging our bodies, no wonder sanity godly.
Establishment monkeys, who are ravenous hungry
Medicine only brought a sequela of avarice zombies
Ibuprofen turned the head of my family foggy.
Our legacy lives on through stakes and runes
On the opposite side of that, slaves and nukes
I set the mood by digging my own grave
Reading books just to be civil in my traits
I mustn't lose face,
And look like Dejango spitting on his slaves.
Free, the grimace is the same
Maya makes me prefer to be enslaved
Kissing my chains, a homeless living from change.
To hell with steak, I crave what lizard's can taste
Reptilian brain creating an ode to God by a crystalline lake.
Servitude has shaped my ribs and waist
Can't sit or lay without pain lingering for days.
Bloodthirsty we're fingering our veins
Growing sicker every minute of the day.
Whoever's out there, please lift me from this pain
But, it's all up to me, and my habitual ways
God laughing, so I flee away to my log cabin
Where Nature made Thoreau's thoughts happen
Inquiry first... the nature of self- comes after
Captain log: The youngin hatching, what a plot!
Pollen infused oxygen becomes the magic dust
The flow of the universe is a massive flux,
A living organism that subtly asks of us:
When will all this madness stop?
Some hot shot should post their answer up.

[Pharaohs Army]

Well that's challenge enough.. The madness will stop when I gather my thoughts.. The universe.What is existence after it's gone?..and what was the system before it was spawned?
Yawn,who cares? I got a smart-phone and a well-trimmed-lawn.. &can play lyrical truth-r-dare with a smart new fawn.. cutting his teeth on a topical Form- a monster is born.
unlike Him,i'm rotten to-the core.. i Set The Mood by contradicting views
'n asking"who wants more".
i shop at God's store!.. he gaymme dis count OnAllTheReasonsHumansHaveThese thoughts for..
..Plus'e Tol' me What my heart's for.. He said it pumps your blood and gives you hope inside your dark ward.. He said there ain't no dark lord it's just a folklore.
he never Spoke More whn I askd about the madness.. That's another challenge for the humans on this planet..

[sral]

Originally Posted by CopyPat

i spit with the plague, i'm sick in the tongue. this is the way linguistics is done. i twist in to shape these letters i've spun and spit an array of pestilent junk.

nipples get sprayed with the flick of the tongue as i nibble away and give them a munch. dicking these dames and filling their cunts til the clitoris aches on these bitches to cum.

[Mr. J]

Come get these stitches or run, the ditches are dug, I'm givin' up lumps after diggin' in trunks gettin' the gun, envision a Klump gettin' it done whenever the dishes will come, you trippin' on what? thinkin' your livin' is tough, live but you're chicken enough to skip it and run, I got infinite slugs ready to start dippin' in mugs like a Oreo cookie, Yea I'm pushy in pussy, douchy & higher than the shelf in which they put me, I get bored with flows but everyone knows if I tried that verse would look sweet

[CopyPat]

GIMME A GREAT LINE AND I'LL BUST THROUGH FOREVER
VIDEO GAME RHYMES: JUST DO WHATEVER
SPITTING ABLAZE FIRE COMBUSTS DUDES TO EMBERS
THE CITY AMAZED BY THE GUSHING SPEWS I WEATHER

[Mr. J]

HEY COPYPAT I COPY THAT iller than a kamikaze crash
lurking with a hockey mask, jaws be cracked, legs & arms detached
leave you like Jambi's ass, mecca lecca hi mecca heinyitis
your wishes disgust my sinus, catch a heckler next to wily typists
supply me wipers, the type that take the mind like a headlock
Mentok, OooOoooOOoo, the mind taker, literary rhyme waiter
taking your order, distributing chaos, & getting tipped fine paper
burning the times table, spitting into what you urn like a wine taster
turn society into Bedrock, keep peeking...DUCK! then get destroyed
sitting at the steps of Troy with the best employed...
from all sides is where the rest is deployed, learn your lesson...
OYE! I forgot the rest but I rather do that then continue with this sausage fest
I'm kidding guys I'm high but at least your moms impressed :)


<3

[Mr. J]

I'm sorry you have to excuse the coat tails
but the rate your holding me back, we'd both fail
loose lips sink ships & that's how the boat sails
don't mean to be a dick, that's my Snow Whale
white flags, & Ghost Shells, what's the cost play
I'm high off life and today I'm feeling sauce ayyyyyy
told them bitches to "BACK UP THIS IS THE WRONG WAY"
knowing for a fact they didn't go to war like John Wayne
honestly I'm just here to get my cock praised
looking at it the same way when the stocks raise
leaving these con's vexed off of the concave..
I forgot what else was gon' say...
mu'fucker

[Pharaohs Army]

i rock Raves,with Shock-waves
leave-u-in Shock4Days
fuckin-wit-me.it doesn't pay.
.Yay.
today i'm Very Gay. in the archaic way.
i Wish i could be saved.
i don't need praise but when i don't get it from others i give it to myself every single day.
but ego-trippin freestyle"never-did-a-single make." !!
..my rhymes are a simple crane which lift you up from your pain. my brain must be going insane, to show you the simplest ways.
denzel in Training Day,didn't even Playy?- victimless games.
Isn't It A Shame?
..in upstate new york?, i helped those prisoners escape!!
Just kidding-n.s.A. !!
just kidding, "Essay".
write me an essay and i'll have a Less Stressed DAY..
in a couple Days,i get-paid,n i might-even-get Laid.
I'm So Cray :-p you can tell by what i say. and How i say.
hooray. i just put another Thing on this page.
just honing my trade. just exploring the gifts i gave,to myself,and Others gave.
i love the shade. i create opportunities,for other people. n.i love how they think it was because mothers Prayed. !!
there's no Time to "Assess". i've-already lived-another day.

[Mr. J]

The best is underway
I hit like summer days
Living #1 Stunna ways
Iced out chest, iced out grill
Bling Bloaw, iced out steeeeel
I shine like pinky, next Friday
Getting that stinky next Friday
Roll like a slinky, lets ride, yayyyy
awww...shiiiiii I'm onnnn iiiitttt
chrrrrooonnniiicccc shut up dumb bitch
you could text til your thumbs split
Til you fingers fault & become Ritz
basically crumble you dumb shit
Speak vagina all it is is a tongue twist
but you too young so what you gon get?
You gon' get that junk kicked
Yea.