THE OPEN MIC CYPHER

[2tripple0]

Yeah I got the key to the house call me in deeds
Trying to figure out what this verse means
You a monster gotta call you lochness
Destroyed underneath this fortress
She looked and said its a goldmind
Gotta edit my lines check up on the ol times
my mother shot me with a glare
I'm dope there's no question there

[Mr. J]

Her voice grew faint as tears ran down her cheeks
Now..in the ground she sleeps, safe & sound to breathe...
tomorrow she will pray to her savior & hope for her lover
she commands the rain, sips from lightning & toasts with thunder
never again will those grains of sand be moved...
her touch will not be felt from the hands she used
underneath the stars I continue to dance with you...
above the clouds where most wish to advance but grew.
Grown are these wishes where we cast our luck
oh how twisted we are to admit our manic love
I laugh...because tonight is the night she had enough..

[2tripple0]

I'm petty crouger like freddie
Fake as some confetti
and call yourself a jedeye
Gotta end this quick like friendlies
I'm above my growth
and might be on one of them need to knows
So what you posting
When you like property I'm foreclosing
I gotta back up my system
You an engine but I gotta better position
Okay so lines back to back like lcn reprezentaz
Inaugarite like speech tearing out the scalp of this spaz
I mean he really wanted it
Solid foundations but you keep throwing up bricks
This mix is becoming to difficult
Bruised his skull and underappreciated like mules
Like a matador needed publishing
I threw my coins in the well here's for wishing

[Mr. J]

This place got me sitting on pins & needles
this pen I wield will ascend your apprehensive skills
I bless cathedrals, hang like rims on wheels
you could get shook quick like the limbs on trees you...
you...pretend its real, play the offensive still
this is whimsical I go with the flow of the wind & breeze through
get off the tip, referee school games, fuck with a major
fuck with a player that spits & throws up like a sailor
I roll up like some paper you cant tell fair till I blow up like a blazer
hold up...Im a failure I meant until I blow smoke up in the air
the locomotion got me feeling like a train wreck
I need my head band whenever I start to sweat fam...
my aim is aim less & let the shots cover your brain next
after they take less than half ya crew & their lame threats
got an indian broad from San Fran who gives some Bombay head
fuck this cypher bruh I dont know what to say next

[JESODIST]

The Forbidden Scriptures
Directed to All Headless Manequins adicted to reading The Devil's Diary
Which Contains endless passages with Text that is Fiery,
Written by Hellish paladins that will Wreck you Entirely,
Countlss Courses to choose from free to Make an Enquiry,
Or just freely make your way through the Fame and the Vanity,
Dont let us Make you a Casualty for Enraging the Faculty,
By Cross these lines and be Slain Rapidly by a Murderous Masochist,
portraying blatant Creativity through Ominous Manuscripts,
Speaking with divine Inner peace and Tranquility to Conquer the Pasifist,
Calling himself the beast master but too Coward to Tend to This,
Keep in mind that any form of Negativity just Empowers the Methodist,
The mind bending Mentalist Sending Several Hits at a terrorist till he Sever Disks,
For trynna hit the Infernal Ventriloquist walking out of Blazing Cathedrals,
A crouchingiant throwing punches at tyrants Impaling Cerebrals,
pillaging and defying in battles Darker than Satan's Interior,
Got the audience baffled by the Fact that I'm Strangely superior,
So advance and marvel in tracks viewing the Alien Race as Inferior,
Trained Catalina with a molecular structure that changes Shape like Amoeba
with a Rage like Atilla Serve you beef that is Laced with Bacteria,
Life is a maze Riddled with Obstacles
I had to be Destroyed before being made Real Indestructible,
The raps deployed are perfect mocking it is Simply Impossible...

[asylum]

Ever have the feelings a massive mistake and,
You’ve done crashed in the matrix. Standing complacent,
Grasping for patience and strapped to the stage by lasting arrangements,
I got passionate phrases, attackin the pages like it’s a personal war,
Taken action and waged it, cash in sleek statements , pop flashes,
Tactical nades land on ya on sabbatical days. Tyrranical phrases,
Spit in impractical ways. My field of vision shatters to a fractured state,
See my life energy morph in form to an orange storm that forms an apocalyptical sky,
I been hittin the elliptical tryna be ready when mandatory conscription hits and we climb,
Bug eyed tryna find some time to combine fades n get it mixed up.
Get too fucked up n fall, say fuck it and brawl til the skin on my knuckles fuckin dissolves
Used to be sucked up n small, now ill fuck up all yall if ya step to me.
Keep that metal tucked close with a smile to keep em off the edge,
Before I drop the sledge n leave you split in six pieces with my sick thesis

[Pharaohs Army]

Peer pressure makes me feel lesser. [will read the letter] A storm is brewing. I agitate professors. Just for fun. It makes them hesitate with lessons..
If I ever tried Sherm I'd be addicted. I like to be disconnected. Happiness is elusive. 'n that's why I couldn't catch it. I'm just a guy. I like weed n basketball like the rest of ya'll..
My flow is the product of nothing more than hard work.
(Find a rhyme for that line -or jus' Say it until it works).
I don't like the direction,things are headed. I think I need some bomb weed to alleviate my ennui.
Faced with a hard choice. Teachers tellme I'm a sharp boy! So ya think I could FIGURE IT Out.
Sometimes a dull spoon is more effective when the fork doesn't fit in your mouth.
I feel like writing you messages. But, your silence is deafening. I'm not inquisitive. Religion n Science r the only things I'm questioning.

[asylum]

my thesis in fact's completin' the act you've been needin to hatch.
the meanings lost, like an albatross lost out to sea to meet his maker.
I need my stapler. It's red, have you seen it?
This world. It's like vapor, mist in my head. Can I leave it?
Across the wall like an inkblot with a thick plot that sinks docks.
That's right, what I thinks lost in the black seas.
Like, that old movie Taxi Driver. but I'm a teenager covered with acne.
used to lack feed. now i'm full of runner ups bitch, dust you off like a track meet.
never had heat, just stack beats. with mad peeps. thats right, might wanna akrite.
cuz i slap hide, phat rhymes with facts climb to the highest peaks ya ever seen,
plots so cleverly woven. thoughts so develish chosen.
mind frozen in tought. spiders web woven, i'm lost
tossed out to sea and absorbed inside an ocean trash compactor,
had no government funding yet we wonder how some things are changing..
in our atmosphere, can we actually persevere when our thirst appears?
Questions lost in the rat race, ignored by the corporate agenda.
When our orphans are sent to foreign War Supporters that send our family to die.
Can you pretend like you actually find,
truth in this stack of needles.. what I'm packin's lethal.

[Mr. J]

when I see your whole bandwagon packed with people
I attach a weeks use of fireworks that might appease you
if they clap for these dudes they can splash in gasoline too
Ill laugh reluctantly & well have a blast as I light each fuse
I was bored off my rocker but now Im focused up proper.
so while I toast to your chakra I hope you have fun blowing up partna..
whoa...whoa....whoa...that last line took a hold of the wheel
now we off roading while these stupid hos are like OH I CANT BELIEVE YOU
& Im just like shut up bitch this is where I keep my flows if need be
this is ridiculous cause when I last saw dem they were eating bowls of feces
but thats funny...because that was an old horror reference
granny got ran over by a reindeer while delivering outdoor refreshments
but at least she got to see her grandson go up like the forth of July
I would go on but I would rather go play water-sports in Dubai

[2tripple0]

I gotta refresh my skills and parachute like bombing pills
I admit I got the chills cuz my raps always kills
Gonna drill this in like a screw call me bono the way I got u2
Its easy to see like the who I'm fighting for my generation
And just like inflation I got spots like a dalmation
You ain't ill I'm like an acid test gone wrong call me a landfill
I'm like a fish something with fins and gills
Its like gilligans island I'm surrounded by water
Your like an animal sent to slaughter similar to a martyr
But you so stupid you didn't realize that was a punchline
Just like herbs when they surviving because of sunshine

[Pharaohs Army]

I mock perfection. Because I like to give it lots of attention.
I sharpen my blades. So they cut through tension.
I specialize in fucked up diction.
Gory raps. I want some more of that.
Where your sorcerer hat?
If you find it you should wear your sorcer hat.
Homophones homonyms homographs 'n All of that.
Wordplay for homo-fags. Drinking pomegranate.
I'm a Free Radical gwen; i'll show u bananas.

[Mr. J]

this is my mercy flow for wherever the unworthy roam
pitch perfect prose permeating in my pitch persons nose
picking punks out & hurting those with an unnerving dose
burning man, burning hos, Fahrenheit 451 is derping doe
when its your turn to roll you take the suburban road...
picture perfect yo, they got me mad Max Im swerving close
dressed in urban clothes with my hand on some burning toast
observe the smoke, fastest gunslinger with nervous toes..
itchy trigger fingers blah blah blah sipping juice in the morning
now my gin & juice is pouring told ya girl whats the use in mourning
Im done....duece...till morning...

[2tripple0]

Yeah Im I'll yo dropping keystyles online
yeah you a contract but it wont never get signed
Trying to act aggressive but you ain't impressive
If you were john the baptist you still have no presence
I'm sick of these cyphers they unbearable in all honesty
You like someone making an argument call it a prophecy
I'm sure there's those put in these lobbies and threads
That had no defense until life started speaking for itself
I'm like HBO fast forward through the commercials
My studio universal I'm like family matters you can call me urkel
Its funny how easy this rap thing is but life is so demanding
You wanted direction because all of mine are outstanding

[emcee squared]

nothing

[breathless]

In a skullcap, hunched over a small, black hutch
One arthritic claw hand clutches the long shaft
of a feather quill. He'd given up on life, but still writes
this letter filled with dying wishes, lying by omission.
In his final instant of denial, bile builds up
Looking to the sky defiled with the high hopes he was killed from
Crooked spine aligned finally, he breathes a silent sigh of relief
It took a life of trials and tragedies to see this side of my own extremes

[Mr. J]

Place your ignorance in a canteen & sip slow
Summer heat can follow the mornings intro
we used to put aluminum foil up on the window
treat everyday like a new pair of gym clothes
I dont sweat these folks this is far too simple
we used to fold up dollar bills & see evil symbols
now we chase every high, paper planes, wind blows...
this lemonade came straight from a garden hose
dip those feet in a puddle & go for a swim yo...
your tits glow in a 2 pac I squeezit above the rim though...
what? I dont know IM bored out of my mental
I figured another appearance here was essential
I laugh at those who thinks this needs to be sequential
this is, pens & pencils, keyboards & instrumentals
I use the same flow but mix it up just to impress you
it makes sense to, simpleminded assholes depress you
& by you I mean me, Im better off logging into Facebook....
or watching TV...Id use sand paper to clean off your CDs
meep meep, Im the roadrunner running on your beat street
I swear I make more sense when you go & mislead me
meep meep, Pepe Le Pew is down in your freaks sheets
Wee Wee all up in your mon cherie this is sweeps week
if they lucky enough to win by 1 my thoughts are beats me
your girl tells me where she wants it like the dance done by Peewee
beep beep...

[2tripple0]

For real mate this site has seen better days
I'm like a maze after a shot you need some water to chase
And if I was a donut I'd deffo be glazed
Hole in the middle like the grand canyon
But you still a fresh prince just not like Cameron
And the Diaz brothers mixing while on the decks
Screw you over like a wrench hoping for the best
You
You a pest trying to hang out but had no confidence
Surround this like a barbwire fence like a coffin u need to be blessed
Cause there's brothers out there that I see that still don't get this
And I ain't mean to diss but you got holes in you like some cheese that was swiss

[Mr. J]

Your limitations are an invitation to laugh at
That insinuation that you making is half assed
take a vacation in the matrix thats in my backpack
Ill snatch your snack pack & take your lunch dummy
chase the ice cream truck & Ill state what money
Early bird, Big Worm, cross-dressing as Bugs Bunny
Police squad your dog, your pork chops is Doug Funny
You one ugly mouseketeer, your doubts is clear...
I see you hill side but you looking at a mountain here.
your obsessions got you happy & almost soundin queer
motorbike motocross albatross with an overbite...
ladi da potty pot with a room to use over night
hold the ice

[2tripple0]

I'm resting now no tea and biscuit I'm mixing in tricks
I'm giving into my fortune stowing his vision with his physics
I'm trying to be abnormul something to be pried on
And when they flash that iron let live and be bygones
Um sick of the hell that is moving past me a m not happy with it
Um this speed wouldn't explain its demographic
Inebreates stay close by settling on rough waters
Anything left on that roach I said beyond himself auther
Said that's a funny story your writing
I was too over welcome to the ideas of dying
I try to say more she said there's plenty more
I'm like jimmorrison but this ain't about the exhibit nothingwas poor

[Mr. J]

Ill snatch the voice out of this invertebrate
string em up & swing on em the circus way
they stay heated with such a determined face
I play fire hydrant & camp on the curb & spray
snatch their heart when their nerves is strained
its spring cleaning & today is a Curtains day..
get your surface praised & your basement cleared
make sure your father close & your matrons near
it makes me sad to see such things as hatred...
fear...but their just isnt enough weight in here
wait in here...we gon party like its your favorite year