THE OPEN MIC CYPHER

[JustRap]

If there's heartache, part ways, love is lethargic
Sidewinding through hallways, hard days
Have you psychotic, diabolical drawn face
Narcotics are a strong base for my neurotic
Crawlspace

[Concrete]

a defiant punk solely seeking guidance from violent bums
as my eyelids close my mind is one with the silent hum
absinthe and applesauce back and forth
a lack of love got me jackin off to kalashnikovs
you're looking kinda frigid, feel heat my bars emit
spreading fierce fire like some arsonist narcissist
ready to operate and dissect, it's straight surgery
btw hope you're doing well, pardon the fake curtesy
whatever my pen's tasked with, find targets then advance in
taking out competitors one at a time like a zen assassin
rebel - get served, challenge C you got a hell of a nerve
only said I'll be-game to battle as in the level you deserve
you aint testing this killer always wrecking down pillars
refusing to see the light like triggered whiggers checkin out mirrors
now as a triflin act you contemplate fighting back
reappearing with a double account twice as wack
you're acting all moody, so I find it rather soothing
to just punch you out cold, call it a mood swing
several blows permanently damaging temporal lobes
shining like emerald glow on you basement dwellers
blatant failures clearly being misled by red herrings
you seem kinda slow - better check your bearings
or try some nuance, fix your glasses, get new ones
flexing inferior texts only makes you sub-human
as in a weirdo striving to maintain a well kept look
catch you at the library reading self-help books
whatever you drop greeted with relentless silence
attacks lack any point, bars literally senseless violence
coming to complexity, I'm taking this to new places
crafting intricate lines while you struggle tying shoe laces
your life the unsung saga, abused by your drunk mama
therapy may resolved issues, now you get blunt traumas
bad guy of mankind, I put killers in the dirt like landmines
enlightened at the grand shrine, recognized buddhas gangsign
and those endless tirades is just to much to handle son
you call it freestyling, sane people only hear you ramble on
cos demented and vague lines tend to make poor sense
I know my way around a pen, you're literally too dense

[JustRap]

Impression of you, first attempt:

Ahem
Rambling on, scrambling while rambling on
A fan of me, nah, so candidly, hah, handling on
Straddling songs, paddling on, babbling on
How to be long on tragedy songs glad to be on
The rambling on, scrambling while rambling on

[Adverse]

Hey guys I’m writing a book of poetry A BOOK OF POETRY
But my rhyming still fluid as the ocean, ebb and flow with me
It’s the bad guy, reason for all the idols’ tragic falls
Travis Touchdown, there’s no more heroes because I slashed em all
No matter the league, i dash in and shatter expectations
I got the no days off mentality and they planning next vacations
Scatterbrained ass child, blame my mother’s addiction
The semblance of legends dope without poppin prescriptions
Gotten to the point I don’t even need caffeine just love the way coffee tastes
Thank Taylor Swift and Dan Campbell for the way my brain operates

[Concrete]

now who is this yapping geek attacking me
impersonating a pro with some weak quackery
going Wilde with the sincerest form of flattery
a rather generic diss I posted my verse to be
perhaps that's why you took it so personally
now I havent been very active on netcees
tho I ain't complaing, let's see..
a credible writer like adverse said he's was a fan
then justrap just presented himself as a stan
guess it's enough to dismiss you with a shorter verse
you're so dull even universe would be lost for words

[Adverse]

Not here to fraternize I shatter guys when my mitts fly
Y’all making waves ain’t nothing compared to this riptide
As a kid, I wasn’t gifted with that natural rhythm
So I was battering pads, pens and any beat I could make with pans in the kitchen
My mad indecision left the boat for higher learning sailing
But no matter I’m still the baddest dude in these bars, word to felons
You snowflakes with guns? If that shit goes POW your wrist gives out
Me? I’m coming with swords to slit your clowns leave you disemboweled

[Concrete]

across the forsaken board dark clouds assemble
as I emerge victorious from the shrouded temple
casually strolling and making the grounds tremble
the mark of a proud emblem, anointed black flag
dropping squares all day like annoying hashtags
see back in the day nerds got bashed in their brains
now a fashionable trend equals glasses with frames
seeking status to gain spouting whatever in-phrase
rocking skate-shoes that never even touched griptape
completely bitchmade, taking the random right stand
having a wide stance while wearing those tight pants
needs a slap from the right hand, damn savvy rappers
sacrificing art for some flashy swagger, or caffè latte
merely crappy actors reading from simple scriptures
only complex things put on display is mental issues
by all means, seize the theme of your day-dreams
even if the same scene is currently the main stream
become wealthy, rich - I can't label you a selfish prick
now fake a smile before I smack you with the selfie-stick

[JustRap]

Originally Posted by Concrete

now who is this yapping geek attacking me
impersonating a pro with some weak quackery
going Wilde with the sincerest form of flattery
a rather generic diss I posted my verse to be
perhaps that's why you took it so personally
now I havent been very active on netcees
tho I ain't complaing, let's see..
a credible writer like adverse said he's was a fan
then justrap just presented himself as a stan
guess it's enough to dismiss you with a shorter verse
you're so dull even universe would be lost for words

In order to get a nod you'd have to be a god
You can't even get applause from the mods
Cause your skill is a facade you're an inferior fraud
More unstable than play dough so I press
And you smash into the concrete as I laugh
I got bars of steel, bitch call me Steven seagal
Cause I'm hard to kill it wouldn't be even at all
I'd pick off this oddball without ever grieving at all
Concrete facts, your long weak raps are nothing but trash
I'm a titan so if you coming to clash you better go for blood
Or your weak ass will just get swept under the rug...

[Adverse]

Punishment dished out to anyone who gets my name drug through the mud
Sleepin on me get you fucked, I’m Huxtable bruh
Throw barrages of punches, enemies fall by the hundreds
Get you served like raw fish, but I’m even harder to stomach
Classy as a Harvard luncheon, I’m armed for gunnin
Bullets leave you with a red head like the Archies’ frontman
Took dude’s advice before me and just rapped, bars harder than concrete
God would have a hard time boxing me with this long reach

[Concrete]

Originally Posted by JustRap

In order to get a nod you'd have to be a god
You can't even get applause from the mods
Cause your skill is a facade you're an inferior fraud
More unstable than play dough so I press
And you smash into the concrete as I laugh
I got bars of steel, bitch call me Steven seagal
Cause I'm hard to kill it wouldn't be even at all
I'd pick off this oddball without ever grieving at all
Concrete facts, your long weak raps are nothing but trash
I'm a titan so if you coming to clash you better go for blood
Or your weak ass will just get swept under the rug...

you again? so you still wanna mess with me kid
it's just pesky screaming from a petty weakling
I'm not a deity but you're clearly a lesser being
can't cause me dread, that horse is dead
think I need applause from mods
you must need a pause from meds
get sane bro, at the very least lay low
you may be unstable clay but I don't play tho
can't flip names for shit, let me show you fool:
"concrete because everybody walks all over you"
a quick punch since you seem to be a bit stuck
first reaction to your last print was: "shit sucks"
still this creepy joker keep on sneaking closer
not completely wack, he's exceptionally mediocre
can't shine on the board with the mind of a bore
hard to kill, sure
cos reading your verse is kind of a chore
this little scuffle is not getting exciting
at this point I rather see more sinacog writings
please, just-quit - you can't win this for your life
btw, thanks for wasting minutes of my life

[brokenhal0]

you will never get rid of me directly or specifically
if i vanish that aint no mystery ill return in 7 days
and bring the whole solar system into me
ill be alright a real light to liberty maybe a real lie to misery
mysterious paranormal activity is found in my musical ministry
conditions be slippery in the valleys of mystery's
i moon walk while your ankle breaks walking to the fruit store
those vibes that I move for will tune forks to find water instantly
broke all ancient pacts of infamy let the soul of the world fly into me
i died instantly revived by a tribe of lives i lived separately
mystically that's a myriad which invisibly manages most
mostly that myriad all work for the same gathering post
rattle your skull for the lack of the cults
the sacred breathe that builds castles on clouds that'll float.

[JustRap]

Explosive wit, and I got that corrosive shit

I'll give you a dose of sick with that covid spit

And I swear to god like a jehovah's witness

My motives lit by the wick from my opponent's

Writs, stack ammo and load the clip, I'll show the bitch

The flow I flip just so they know I'm in control

Of this, kicking ass and this is my dojo kid

My mother fuckin mojo's big, give me kudos

Bro, or it's your career I'll have to judo throw

You wont like where this feud'll go, unsuitable

Shoot you in the noodle with my music, cold

As the mountains when I get upset and lose it tho

Spark a rap war with my talents, darkness trapped for

The light to rebalance, going hardcore bananas hoe

Peel back your dress and slam the damn, I cant it's

Too rated R for my family, oh my God we'll manage

Got off track but now I'm back to do the damage

Man cut the track off and let these jack offs

Soak in the verbal mechanics, and fuck the world

As I hurdle the god damn planet to me like a magnet

Chop these bars like a hatchet, Indian give

The spotlight and take it back like Apaches...

There just ain't no one to match me, slow or at speed

So give up the mic and I'll spare you a tragic

Ending, you can't defend against me you faggots

Better chill before you tempt me to take a stab at

Making yall mince meat and cooking with intensity

In an industry that wont let you live down the slaughter

I give to these, whack rappers and my enemies

Cause I dont stay static, I condense the seeds

Of my
sins and breathe fire like a fuckin dragon...

[JustRap]

When I fulfill a scheme I'm a machine that is killing things

A villain king on the scene building steam, full of myself

But still hungry for the dream, spitting clean do not intervene

Or its guillotine to your team, the enemies

Energy has me mentally demented see, its revenge I seek

I'm intense at peak, never diminishing on the M.I.C.

And when I sweep between different speeds

Yall weak emcees will weep and freeze, leap and squeeze

The glock, pull the trigger, creep to hell and rot...

Peep the sales in shock, platinum, diamond, rocks

Deep inhale the pot, freak females are hot

Slap the hind end, walk, and remind them thots

I'm the master, boss, extreme crafter, crossed

Supreme rapper, stop....

[JustRap]

I'd like to cash in on that ass, dollar bill and two quarters will rearrange it
To make cents when I smash on video
Oh yeah
Fuck that Iggy hoe

[Concrete]

found myself venturing on a mind-blowing journey
straight into a damned fire glowing furnace
that fiery lake eternal known as the inferno
I saw them burn slow, sinners with crooked eyes
never to be found in the book of life
seeing legions of demons, can't breathe in this region
contemplated my reasons for being a heathen
insolently laughing at priests when asked to believe
now I'm trapped in disbelief - gnashing my teeth
what the hell happened to me? my soul is pissed
the love of God knocked on my door, supposedly
hopelessly, I never had the heart to open it
focusing on past traditions I was sad to witness
they said the Son of God was the path to wisdom
lacking vision I declared it a bastards religion
got facts twisted and felt the wrath of christians
the sacrilegious do time in everlasting prisons
damnit, I should have listened..
wait damn a minute...
me accepting this ordeal is unthinkable
my fate may be perpetually sealed as misarable
still, I refuse to yield on my principles

[Mr. J]

Hey, hey look what the pen did to you.
All the trips to the other realms & metaphysical...
Took their toll..its slowly digging into you.
Each psychotic episode is mere ritual.
It's all up "here" and depends on what you listen to.
Ready? Set. Engage with every thought political.
Every swift change in life taken too literal.
Shades of grey & hues of white begin to glisten through.
You set the standard now, wow, you did it dude!
Shit, you aren't even proud of how you did it too...
Look at the scope and examine what you living through.
Post grad lad scraping by as living proof.
That's twice as much needed to guide the skeptical.
Shit that might be forgettable, high off edible.
Type of rhyme that blindside's the blessings.
Views from the highrise got me feeling so intentional.
I feel like I just might die off medical....
But that recreational side got me on so much greens...
I think I've turned into a vegetable

[Adverse]

Smooth as the harmonica in the intro of piano man
Hard pressed to press you bitches like a mammogram
ONE for the victims when I pull up and let the ammo blam
TWO for me finishing the job, pulling up beside the ambulance
Hell yeah the kid’s cocky, this swagger shit my steez
You biters always droppin someone else’s shit like disc jockeys
I don’t have to tap into the Aesop Rock plain of my rhyming ability
Genetically predisposed to be better then whoever say they killin me
Illustrate the illest traits, making a buzz like distilleries
You make a Buzz like Lightyear, all it takes a couple faggots to kill your dreams

[Frank]

@Adverse

Did @sral cast a vote? Where did the battle go?

[sral]

I’m still breaking down your verse

[Adverse]

Yo Adverse never been a dude getting hella chickadees
Honestly Frank is on my dick more than the bitches be
Crying corruption and faggotry is part the reason I hate runnin leagues
So hard to stay sucker free though I earned stripes like a bumblebee
Still resting in a higher plain, higher than you bums can see
Finals MVP and y’all the weakest link in the summer league
My pen is the sword, lately feeling like Pendleton Ward
Creating mad universes so that I never get bored
Ready for war, bring to any big headed residents of boards
Better than before it ain’t nothing to leave em effortlessly tore