THE OPEN MIC CYPHER

[E Tha Real]

WTF You couldn’t excel with a Microsoft ripoff
If the master is civilized... fine then watch me kick rocks
The shit stops at your clothing line speak, i got crazy facts
Fuckboys fashion is big&tall pants & small shirts from baby gap

[Mr. J]

burdened by bad nature
heroines on fat glaciers
another bad bitch matchmaker
eyes glazed counting mad paper.
distinguished ignorance
depending on these English presidents
imported porsches from the netherlands
fruit from a place I've never been
trap doors for the evidence
all you see is: an empty toothpaste
tubes of scattered medicine
this seems like a typical tuesday

[brokenhal0]

Switch the moon phase i peep what your crew ain't
what if i told you one mind can think in two ways
the surface seems sublime to confuse fakes
that's a fools faith see threw all eyes
cool safe no doomed saint will hate to paint
these cool planes they try to fool great
but under my own rule ill tell you what the shrooms ain't

[Master Rock]

turmoil and agony
the fire burns
so grasp the seed
these shadows continue
to drab at me
I'm mesmerized and get lost in the cavity
the sweetness decays
swirling in exactly
what lies in the fallacy
I'm not sure of what
is this travesty

[Urban Dialect]

you're collateral damage, causality, performed admirably,
your whole town will be pleased when you receive a medal of honor
cause that's the only time you'll be held in prestige: when your a goner
all the respect you wanted, is to your seed cause your the father

if you can't live your dream, then you can die!,
and make it reality for those still alive,
and for those that have cried for you,
i'm rolling my eyes, showing up to your funereal
trying to provoke them to fight,
throwing blows through the night till the po-poes arrive,
i'm in and out of consciences: cop's choke hold's to tight

[brokenhal0]

Roasting pigs on stakes they rotate like sirens wake
high speed chase let it cook evenly ride to space

You couldn't even find a way appetizing snake
circle with the sign of 8 the snares lie in wait

truth staring into a liars face
snagged in silence enter the lion cage

walk out great
you choking cause you tried the plate
not so fast im not so safe

little boy in blue
gasping from this strangle hold I placed on you
typical night get rich-ual rigid in rite ribbon eel
skibbens in flight

ritual rite typical bag blick em on sight
the visual laugh lucifers hype

bitch you get beat now your decisions ain't right
pain is what your missing in life endearing torture

my words will cut the love right off ya give em a slice
third eye author some try harder to excel in hell sometimes barter

soldering irons vaporize the permanent marker
marijuana

[Bodey]

Frere Jaques, wakin up with matted hair and vodka
didn't hear my alarm but i'll fairly shock ya
that I can rise from a dream that had barely prospered
any type of inspiration it could dare to offer
this is typically the thing that depletes me to thrive
cuz i'm physically awake but I don't feel alive
a tragic Bodey, i'm trapped and lonely
come on here sporadic to drop facts to homies
@Chill Phil for always stayin in touch
@Wise Wiggles for bein there when I was faded as fuck
@dead man for writing and relayin his love
@Bags for the laughs, keep on blazin it up
to those of you I forgot, i can't thank you enough
the ones who dissed me constantly were only makin me tough
@big baby, you probly hate me, but I respected the feed
critiqued my every piece, which I initially neglected to read
been on here since 2010, and i know it's painfully gay
i guess it made some sense to mention that i'm grateful today
@Exis, @dull boy, @Genocide

miss you guys

[Exis]

For any mic man who thinks his raps are great
The only thing tight is the hand that you use to masturbate
Congratulations! You got me spazzed,
Now I'll ejaculate
My style is infectious mutherfucker,
You'll need to vaccinate
But back to the real fuckin' matter at hand
I'm not a rapper that kills,
I just smash your raps like a batterin' ram
I'm not battlin' man,
I'm just lettin' off aggression
Especially for messin' with the audio/text profession
Next question?
I think the whole 'free' scene is dope
The way Netcees makes your whole team just choke
'Cause fiends is broke,
Exis likes to scheme and smoke
Please don't joke or watch me get emcees provoked
Nope I'm just kiddin',
Silly kids tryna fit in
But not listenin',
So seeds get shots of penicillin
And there's the vaccination I was talkin' about
My fascination is hackin' rappers to death,
And then walkin' on out.

[Adverse]

Who's the best? No worries I'm solving the conundrum
Been at it for years but refuse to admit my run`s done
Falsetto for the hero because to this point I've been unsung
War machine, rolling up in this bitch like I'm a Gundam
From my contrived conception till they distinguish the light I'm possessin'
I'm the subject of all of your plight, every writer's death wish
And i got that shine that's unkind to epileptics
Wait till they see what I'm cooking, I've gathered a line at the concessions
In the cypher spittin fire lines with @Exis, master every style young Oogway
Smoother than Cool J in his heyday, watch my shoes like it's a bluray
Not for the same reasons as Boosie, but because my legs go supersonic speeds
That aren't even possible anatomically, i drop atom bombs on beats
Well just remember if you got beef, if ever you dishonor me
I got the power to have your family mourning you, that just dawned on me

[Bodey]

a little nauseous and wound, my posture is crouched
self-confidence is in the coffin and it's watchin the crowd
i know i'm spiritually a rookie but i'ma cry to a cross
swallow a communion cookie and drink wine like a boss
find me a spot that's cushy cuz i'm just dyin to floss
but you stay stuck on my pussy-- think outside of the box

[Adverse]

Who's the best? No worries I'm solving the conundrum
Been at it for years but refuse to admit my run`s done
Falsetto for the hero because to this point I've been unsung
War machine, rolling up in this bitch like I'm a Gundam
From my contrived conception till they distinguish the light I'm possessin'
I'm the subject of all of your plight, every writer's death wish
And i got that shine that's unkind to epileptics
Wait till they see what I'm cooking, I've gathered a line at the concessions
In the cypher spittin fire lines with @Exis, master every style young Oogway
Smoother than Cool J in his heyday, watch my shoes like it's a bluray
Not for the same reasons as Boosie, but because my legs go supersonic speeds
That aren't even possible anatomically, i drop atom bombs on beats
Well just remember if you got beef, if ever you dishonor me
I got the power to have your family mourning you, that just dawned on me

[Bodey]

i hate this economy, these taxes need to get offa me
student loans and other debts can suck a big cock for free
credit score is chokin, the pressure's unbearable
and my eyes are barely open thanks to the seroquel
lamictal and celexa weaving through my brainwaves
no signal to the vessel, yet this is how the pain stays
get this shit outta my body, I just wanna be normal
breathe life into my hobbies, not the mood swings immortal

[Adverse]

Well Bodey you and me are in the same Boat, b
On the phone with life asking her to "hold please"
I don't think I've had a single positive thought since like '03
Credit score got me in a stranglehold, paystub is so weak
How i owe everyone in my life something but acting like life owes me?
It's like depression is my motif, sick of hiding in this smokescreen
If happiness is just a stone throw away
Why does my noodle arm only make it to these grey, cold days?
I fade away colorless, uncovering my punishment
Son of a bitch, I'm feeling abused like the substances

[Bodey]

yeah i get, but fuck all that negative talk
i'ma quiet that shit down like a sedative thought
pull myself outta bed and write my little heart away
even if it takes another prayer just to restart my day
take back what's mine insteada lettin a substance own it
too humble for the starbucks so i grab some dunkin donuts
take a drive down A1A, soakin in that east coast scenery
continue to stay in the day and hold onto it fiendishly

[Adverse]

Yo Bodey you're right brodie, all this "woe is me" poetry
Is like a rope around my neck that's been dragging and owning me
Feels like the whole world against me but I'm only subject to my own critique
Man, I'm only 25 I've yet to dig a hole for my hopes and dreams
Positive energy is all it costs, the only fare for fun
And though I've fallen it's just another story for the snare and drums
I live another day to smile and put some air in lungs
Merriment awaits, blind to the bs like i stared at the Sun

[Exis]

Don't compare me to none...
I kill foes with astoundin' spits,
My ill flows straight up found you bitch
I'm runnin' thru
And at number two,
You still won't amount to shit
First place? Pfft c'mon now,
You can't even count to it
Behold you dick,
My dome has picked
The next fatality...
To mock cats,
They'll drop wack
Then bitch about technicalities.

[dull boy]

Merriment is gay as a fairy princess’ mate wearing britches made to bare his dick and taint. Care to disengage in declaring bitching lame? There’s pretentious, then there’s dismissive. Is it fair to whisk away their defensive pain? I air my business without a care. It’s just my way to spare my kid of anger I carry with me. K?

I detect a malady sans a melody.
Hand to Elohim I confess my fallacies
in jest. My talents reach lands in hell, at least.
Ants do relish these set realities.
Checks for hourly spans. We sell our dreams.

[Bodey]

open my mouth, and out the cowardly lands
it's sour, it's bland. no power in plans
this crimson-tide penning's laced with powder and Xans
wow. so dope.
unlike the shit that guys send me
like their dick size goes ten feet
punch 'em in the mouth, taste the liquified pennies
i'll make up a special potion, drinkin bleach in the dark
had myself laughin like Seth Rogan, even leaked out a fart
maybe i'm not as broken as this deviant art
i'll die happy in the ocean gettin eaten by sharks

[Adverse]

The man standing before you
Is so ahead of his time, he took a damn Delorean
Explored the lands before and became a mad historian
Rick Sanchez with the blaster, you anxious cats are Morty then
Lyrical gun for hire, head hunter young Mandolorian
Swag stepping most y'all Ash Ketchum, 20 yrs deep and barely won their first league
This is just my daily routine, ain't no runnin with me your lungs couldn't breath
In altitudes like these I'm above every peak,
But still feeling immense pressure like I'm under the sea
No tongue in cheek, these dudes Gruden, paid all them funds just to underachieve
So the sun won't set on me, this is the definition of resurrection
Been on these forums half my life and still showing this longevity

[Exis]

Ayo,

@Bodey...
I see you edited shit
Just to include Exis in it,
Awww you is too sweet, I just wanna say thanks
I appreciate you as a person and separate you from the fakes...

Now where the fuck was I?
Oh yeah,
How is this the guest life?
You shouldn't even have hiphop in your depressed eyes
I left spikes in your chest,
When the tech snipes your fuckin' flesh pipes
You post wack shit that I read past,
Terrible rhymer but steadfast
How's your girl doin'?
I heard she slobs on more wood than a special ed class
Watch this pest die,
A bitches best rhyme is just dressed up drama,
You know the press lie
Nigga say he don't bite lyrics just only takes half of the shit like ex wives
It's not like if you died we'd sniffle,
Fuck your style kid I don't even have to try and rip you
I'll divide up and hit you,
Watch your whole rap career end like a collidin' missile.