THE OPEN MIC CYPHER

[Immolate]

he thought i said it was 'ON gang' but he dyslexic

[Immolate]

she tried to weigh in but she annorexic
suicidal & rich
thassa weird flex man

[Immolate]

rip to my brother, i know i got neeces
xxxxxxchildren.
my bro said he taller

balbalblbabalbalblbalbalabalblblaabalbal u dont know about this life we live. no lies

[Urban Dialect]

I'm a dooms day prepper, all I talk is doom and gloom, and how to use different tools and weapons, cos someone like you will be starving, in the last days, looking for food, being too aggressive, and I'm not wasting bullets on you, it's an arrow going through your intestines, so it can be reused for the next one, once your cities are in ruins, I'll be ruling this sector

[Urban Dialect]

I'm the best out of the whack!
Let's battle and see who goes the hardest
Let them other bum ass rappers do what they do
Go through the trash and pick the best shit out of the garbage
You've probably already guessed
You can tell by my lyrics that I am retarded,
And slightly off beat, i even got a tattoo of the puppet from "saw"
Cause I'm slicing off feet,
The critics would call that line soft, and say my rhymes are all weak
But no one's willing to brawl when I'm inside the ring
And you thing we're crazy, when me and chyeahh thinks it's all a conspiracy

[Vulgar]

Beggars make verses to put coins in their cups
seven day purchase rules do not apply, it's enough - to give them their bearings
Metal-plate dervishes and coitus for muckracking the city pedestrians
Notice the shivering parents and the baby
that's up for sacrifice in their stomachs, the dinner was barren
pity the seraphim's a little embarrassed. No gentlemen caring
Has it been fair for the caste? Or flagbearer's mast
For God, for country, strapped in Marakesh
Compare the flesh, Voltaire undressed
the whereabouts of Pharoah Imhotep but he'll get bagged up at last
Strapped for the cash? I see the crystal ball magnate collapsed
The future is split between the then's and the now's
Ask the time machine's curator to stop the ten's and the thou's
practitioner of Zen in the clouds
who can step back and meditate on the machine, even though the engine is loud.

[Exis]

Calendars left unopened as the time passes
My perplexin' thought stretchin' in a defined casket
Spillin' words as your mind flashes,
While my mind flashes
Memories scoured,
Seems every time the site crashes
Me & a selected few are who ignites the ashes
There's to much dump to be trashed,
Clumped in a flask
Catch me face to face and I'll fuckin' jump thru your mask
Bitches still wantin' to scrap,
Sayin' my ego is big?
How can I be overrated if my haters are the ones pumpin' the gas?
Half of you aint even rappers,
Sustained piles of fakes
Inane denial
Tell me...How many of you actually rhymed before watchin' 8 Mile?
I'm still asked to mold up what's done,
Fold up the grunge
Have weak heads tellin' me what I've told is what's done
See that's too old to become,
I should of stabbed you pussies in the throat while the cat was still holdin' your tongue.

[Plot]

Ex your old and yur dumb. someone shoulda told ya you suck..
Ya shoulders and arms must be so sick and tired of holdin your slump.
But its all gold when your drunk! Everything you write seems like the dopest of puns,
A few smokes and some rums, hold in deep the smoke from some blunts..
And your Golden! cant be touched. Dont matter how WWWWACK you are really,
Coz the facts arent nearly enough, to really explain how much: you just suck

[sral]

Originally Posted by Vulgar

Beggars make verses to put coins in their cups
seven day purchase rules do not apply, it's enough - to give them their bearings
Metal-plate dervishes and coitus for muckracking the city pedestrians
Notice the shivering parents and the baby
that's up for sacrifice in their stomachs, the dinner was barren
pity the seraphim's a little embarrassed. No gentlemen caring
Has it been fair for the caste? Or flagbearer's mast
For God, for country, strapped in Marakesh
Compare the flesh, Voltaire undressed
the whereabouts of Pharoah Imhotep but he'll get bagged up at last
Strapped for the cash? I see the crystal ball magnate collapsed
The future is split between the then's and the now's
Ask the time machine's curator to stop the ten's and the thou's
practitioner of Zen in the clouds
who can step back and meditate on the machine, even though the engine is loud.

where have you been faggot?

[Exis]

Originally Posted by Plot

Ex your old and yur dumb. someone shoulda told ya you suck..
Ya shoulders and arms must be so sick and tired of holdin your slump.
But its all gold when your drunk! Everything you write seems like the dopest of puns,
A few smokes and some rums, hold in deep the smoke from some blunts..
And your Golden! cant be touched. Dont matter how WWWWACK you are really,
Coz the facts arent nearly enough, to really explain how much: you just suck

Lol this ain't the diss the emcee above you thread you alcoholic nigga...

[Eŋg]

alcoholic nigga get it, catatonic schizophrenic,
grab the tonic - drink and neck it,
avalon's mist: ineffective,
abaddon sits in a cesspit,
tag along: this is the entrance
or the exit. ah forget it.
blatant portender: i fain to remember
a place you can enter when the matrix intends for
malaise to come end ya: say you surrender,
or blades'll dismember your brain's inner centre
with speed to spark a blaze in a tempest.
how the fuck do i spit fire and it's cold?
antipode. act. but don't. relax! a pose.
a slap to the hose is the best antidote for wack anecdotes.
scratchy nose from snatching coke
with the olfactory. so casually sole casualty of soul sanity.
no malady. o' malory bring more arthurian legend,
need some kingship among the kinship: arturia beckons,
swinging caliburn at nuclear weapons of
our newly elected by duly neglected, singing AND IT WORKS
if in a position to enjoy voting - and its perks,
thinking they can have a word worth a shit.
when they forget they're sovereign: serfs submit.
and by the way, bernadette stays benedict.
you touchy motherfuckers need to learn to live.

[Vulgar]

or seek a ritzy subscription from your herbalists
because British politicians don't even know what term this is
@sraL hi mate

Learner's permit,
Susquehanna roadside service
- a towtruck driver swerves in-and-out of the lane
Loops. Like DNA grooves paining the state troops

[ACTIVATE SELF]

I want to read something that causes psychedelic effects
Mind bending, altering my perspective of the u-and-eye-verse
Pluck the divine strings of change, release the frequency from which we came
A person: a vehicle in which sound moves through
Is it true
Am eye hue-man?
Depends on the view
Cause my blue and your blue can never be disproved
Mood: how I feel when I’m in tuned with the universal melody
Heavenly
Devilish
Counterintuitive concepts
That consume logic
Defy reason
Yet give meaning to life
I’ve been meaning to write
New commandments
1. Be free
2. Reject fear
3. All things are possible
4. Lend an ear
5. Your subconscious is Gospel
6. Believe in magic
7. Nothing is real
8. Time is > than money
9. Stop paying bills
10. Rebel, at all cost
After the fall comes death but rebirth is certain
I know you, like I, have been hurting
Desperately in search of God
Where is s/he?
Got a mirror?
Things couldn’t be clearer
Vampiric reflections are not a thing
Just a social construct...like racism
The hate you give
You may receive ten fold
So be bold in the face of....
Never mind you’ll burn that bridge when you cross it
I am not clever
No, I’m just a single flaming feather lighting fires in Egypt
The Phoenix rises
Please be advised if
You really wish to fly
You must first learn to glide, Ic
The Sun is not your son
Respected it
Mother Earth is not your trash bin
Protect it
Her...
Oh, you know what I mean
Fuck it....

[Exis]

Not here to blow my own trumpet
But yeah, Fuck it...

Straight thru the revolvin' doors
Evolvin' for,
The sake of solvin' flaws in the rap games structure
Lyrics ain't matchin' the whips price and chains luster
Knew I was nice when my rhymes got every vets brain flustered
Hoped they would notice the propriety,
Before I end up in the dead poets society
With all the bottles poppin' off
I display damn near heroic sobriety
So I show it,
The fiery depths
That I reached to expire these debts
Over the years my speech acquired unseen zest
With no humble remarks to smokescreen success
Too much fog on cloud nine to oversee the blessed
People quick to pass judgement
See the jury in they eyes
See the fury in the skies
Hell hath nothin' like it,
I excelled past sumthin' psychic
Fuck readin' minds I read actions
Of a civilization in a hole,
In whole,
In desperate need of fractions
Settin' records straight to use 'em as flamin' arrows
It's all get rich quick schemes
Tradin' pyramids,
Exchangin' pharaohs
Risky business when pride is parched
I'm the type to grind in the dark,
Earnin' my time in the hearts of backpackers and studio gangsters alike
Ex is that nigga that'll never be estranged from the mic.

[Vulgar]

Two brothers circumvent hostility by dividing the wheat yields
Skilled with the scythe but they'd never kill
Until one drops their pipe and the knife has been revealed

And the tools they use become a doomsday muse

An accountant's notepad and the taxes, the actual proof
that brotherly camaraderie, boxes of juke

[Exis]

From bombs & buses & trams
To metal grams & prisoner camps up in Vietnam
The Gods condemned men,
Stole our balance
'Cause only Japan's on ying & yang
From panthers to pro white clans
With cannons and ammo instead of a telegram
Muhammad burn your Quran's,
Noah drop your carpenter plans & ask Allah for a dance
See the globe shakin' hands
So we can re-pay the creator with alot more fans
When I see the yachts & porcelain in the harbour
I'll shine like knight armors
Havin' 9 arms & Africa as a daughter would be greater than Grandad's Grandfather
We re-puzzle articles for a non kon-artist
& chess mates for Bin Laden
Who tackled two towers & apples in Eden's garden without a pardon
So was not included by Charles Darwin
& terrorists frontin' like Dolly Parton
Another cereal carton & auto parts that walked out the market
Ayo shit...
Don't get me started.

[Sinacog]

Ounces of talent; forming the ballad from the storm of a malice
Dormant and lavish, storming as ravish with the force of a magic
Zealous woe; magnificent conundrum of surplus centrifugal tendencies
I have the motion and devotion to mend the seven seas
Abra Cadabra, magic is slashes at bandits on horseback; force raps
Sleeping on me like a Snorlax; you couldn't comprehend my war plan
Vocal syntax lord; sinful force of a sinning form from a war armistice
I've seen dinosaurs in hell's rain; watch my reign; rain as astonishment...

[Exis]

A fatal blow to the windpipe of life 'causin' ultimate strife
The militia screams payback with knives,
"Come on we'll get him @ night"
Depart the rap market,
Run the point like Jonathan Hargett
Fallen angels turned whores ask me if I'm hard yet
Her eyes get splashed with the wet
& she says,
"I guess the answer is yes"
High officials await to launch they missiles
Knockin' out henchmen in a secured fortress
It's just Mr. T, Bruce Lee, me & Chuck Norris
All four ridin' on electronically equipped horses
With special kamikaze attacks,
in case there's too many forces
I can metamorph of course,
Enter the tent as a general and tell you to assassinate the boss
Knock over coal trains,
Another truck driver slain
A ton of coal crushed his brain
What a shame,
Ayo what a shame
Watch out for a old man with dimples in the temple
Rumor is he's out to kill you for
Defeatin' master whooshu
No need to fret,
He's yet to master his style yet
Nigga lost his right arm in some dragon wreck
I ain't stupid bitch,
I checked out his specs
I chronicled the life of his biological
& me losin' to this fool is illogical
In fact I'll go & meet him in an environment more tropical
How about South America,
Poof! We are now in that area
I'm ready now let him bring on the terror
I'll use my x-ray vision to look thru the trees
Jump on some canopy where to battle him's easy
Both competitors fights are useless if they ain't within range
Wooshu's student is hit bringin' the first ounce of pain
The golden blade is set ablaze by the master Willie Mayes
Bringin' forth wild slashes the students way
If the sword is used right
It has the power to slash a butterfly's eye
& transform it in2 a dragonfly
The master tires,
The situation becomes dire
The match is on a live wire
With the background music bein' sung by some Boston choir.

[ACTIVATE SELF]

First off let’s be clear...
I wrote some of the dopest shit you lames have ever read
Don’t give a fuck what the haters say
The entertainment value alone should grant me major pay
See I’m a universal soldier goin to war with Major Pains
Causin major pain, but I’m not Damon Waynes
But since we namin’ names
Call me Damien
I’m Satan’s claim to fame
I’ll rearrange ya brain like a scrabble board
If we grapple or we go to war
I’ll crack ya scalp’n core right on the chapel
floor
Until you sea the goat like a Capricorn
I’m packin more threads than a fashion whore
Bitch, I’m savage, gorge on you babbage rappers
When I crash the board, it’s a fact I’m bored
And that’s factory, which actually
means that it’s facts or it’s “fax” if you ask the streets
Just don’t ask police if they after me
Or go’n @ a dweeb who be actin sweet
With a faggot theme and an average scheme
Tryna scrap wit me?
Bitch I clap the heat
When I smash the keys
So every read that you peep is a masterpiece
Jack, I’m Master P
In a magazine
Back in ‘93
Teeth full of gold
Rockin shows wit no cavities

[Exis]

Yo,

I've got allies & funds,
Bitches & guns
Puff that makes you pass out so you'll need stitches in lungs
Prescriptions of tums,
Large doses mainly for my ulcers
Tired of the challengers so I'm endin' nigga's pulses
My trigger remorses,
Locks up & my finger insults it
Jerkin' the clip back 'til it sparks & rips in2 the closest
Flesh gets roast to death 'til your back spasms,
I twist it with forceps...
Your mans is not hearin' me now his body is Mos Def
Set fire to doorsteps & retire your whole set
Make rappers stop movin' like rigamortis in roach legs
Get blinded by red lights every time you decide to approach feds
No scope for me, leave you tied with rope
Eventually you'll choke,
Hopefully...
Leave necks broken,
Wallets taken & fresh cash tokens
Gun in your fuckin' mouth silence before I blast open
Make you spit shine it, coke it up & sniff pipe it
Tell your bitch to clamp down her teeth,
Convince her that your dick like it
Every trick like to crush down & sniff up that Vicaden
Then get fully fucked to sleep,
I gut girly like the swiftest of lightnin'
Call me the thunder beast & the true definition of frightnin'.