THE OPEN MIC CYPHER

[CopyPat]

Don't even get me started homie i get retarded holding erections harder, got trophies for record targets showing my expert performance in boning, you can rest assured it's only for self involvement. Owning sex awards is phony unless of course your Bodey, and then its sort or appropriate to get us horny and procreate. Together snoring, we don't be wake, until the morning, when Folgers made. I get up early to stroke my snake, the venom surely awoke her face. and then i'm worried she won't behave so i sit up storming and abort the place. this little story is for the babes, and this little piggy is Norman Bates.*

[Adverse]

Begging for activity in Open Mic, but once is start dropping they go poltergeist
I'm king of this shit, it's like my birth chosen right.
And to some that's hard to sit with like it wasn't upholstered right
Dudes trying to see how they stack up ain't even shoulder height
Y'all keep the shitty beer I'm sipping a vile of Corona-virus
Trying to be the sickest and keep the art alive like pro lifers
Straight shooter, but so fly when i pop off it hits the dome of pilots
If i gotta go this colt taking all you with me like Jim Jones behind it
What's wrong with him? It's enigmatic to the pathologist
But my skills are mad obvious, a legend like Math Hoffa is
Omniscient, got knowledge but known for my wildness like mad colleges
This is a mass offerin' to the gods, every body bag adds providence
We know you got them thangs but you never clap like a bad audience
Alright, back to my days of rage and vindictiveness
This is armageddon, i predicted it on some Simpsons shit
I'll put you in a box today, the present is something you were gifted with
Those who don't know history are bond to repeat it...
....didn't know i was the kid now I'm the SHIT again

[Exis]

Ayo...

Put 911 on speed dial,
I've countered every line you've wrote
Your the co-pilot to my shit and you fell off a long time ago
I'm a tickin' dope bomb,
Let's not turn this into a glory toss
Because unlike ears I's have the power to get a fuckin' point across
I couldn't imagine this happenin',
The way you prey up on faggots kid
Sadly your whole track list has mad libs attached to it
See clips like horror flicks,
Fill Holy water into my hollow tips
Heat miss a coffin then keeps seekin' into garbage bins
Six dots later I'm rappin' in Tibet,
You wanna battle intellect?
I stare into the ground,
Try life then wait 'til the shit connects
Watch demons sprint,
I've taken prophets hostage
NASDAQ would have to crash for fellows to top they losses
There's no in between,
Altho fiends roam free just to hear the kid
Bein' where y'all are isn't cool when over here's the shit
If you pressed a mute button I could even beat you in sign language
Your verse is the equivalent of Clinton fingerin' bushes in blind anguish
I'll leave you rapped up,
Confused,
Motherless and riddled
Shady fellow has his issues but leaves no space in the middle.

[Urban Dialect]

was gay when you where little, the mistakes that you've made; the prices that you've paid are essential, life is a maze; and to get through? you go both ways, so i bid you good bye, even thou deep down inside, i hope that you die, i hope you roast in the fire, i hope i choke off the smoke, while i'm smoking dope and get higher, so blown you go and expose your desires, you're normally quit, now all the hoes want you inside them, got them gulping the vitamins, watching it go soft, hoping it rises again, lubing it up, driving it in, no matter the size, it'll fit, holding you tight while you try to resist, once the pain subsides we can finally begin,

[brokenhal0]

Tied into twist ten times out of ten
lies are the only reason why you persist
why do you live i hope you die from a virus that hits
silence my piss watch the stream see how violent this gets
test your spirit see what science it spits
you rather lie with your bitch serpents eyeing your gifts
afterlife be intense zombie island paradise of the stench
pirate the ship primal cries in the mist
in the end laughter's the only sign that you lived
enforced child east pork tower lost all power
when you got touched by the recoil powder
unfinished method directed descending signs
impossible leverage i might snap so just get in line
another cynic bay the latter fiends for fatter highs
failed at 6 but got the ring on the seventh try o heavens my

[Adverse]

Sick of privileged whites on Podcasts chatting about the easy life
When we were on that macaroni and cheese surprise, mom on that pipe and needle life
I need a slice of that pizza pie, but I'm a leech, weevil type
They passing out plates to eat and i can barely squeeze in line
Trying to flip the script, this world needs seen at eagle heights
I want them to associate my name with bars more than the neon lights

[Exis]

Feel me?
Now you know what the deal is
I see you grasp it,
But you really should let go of my penis
My punch heat varies like the sun cycle
Occasionally harm is unlikely,
Occasionally gunfire
The root of it is you only imitate thickness
But are really like dildo tips,
A bunch of fake dickheads
And while Exis holds sway and stays ill kids
These gay bitches try to unbunch they panties which stays twisted
Attackin' boldly,
Punches unfoldin' to pound
But it's like golf,
Your balls will only carry you to a hole in the ground
Darkness,
Sickness manifests in the sharpest writtens
But I don't really feel like rhymin' at the end of this line,
So fuck it! Finished.

[Sinacog]

Armed armed assassin; car matics puncture lungs of acrobatics
Czar magnet; car backwards flips into session with whiplash aggression
I'm the tyrant of rap; the acrobat from thailand
I'm the menace to society with incense piety

[Adverse]

Capricorn, they can't match my horniness
Turning rappers into someone that you used to know you ain't gotta ask who Goaty is
The fastest cat to have ever ran through Mobius
You shoulda seen your face before it got capped with a loaded clip
Been throwing astroids from my thesis, from the genesis, adam and eve shit
You ain't gotta ask who he is trashing your ass using atmokinesis
Samurai with an afro slash you to pieces, am i a man or machine?
King of all matter, can't kill me i keep coming back like I'm Jesus

[Bodey]

too insane, diseases, they broke my brain to pieces
John McClain, the meanest, lyrical-baffled genius
polygamous cult-repulsive type written lines
i'll probably sport indulgence until the day I die
but that doesnt mean i'm under the influence of drugs
i've come for the pursuance of love, some go to do it but run
and i just wish i'd uncovered the blueprints of such
a lover that chewed on it once but it got misconstrued for a fuck
whatever, good riddance, I blame this on why I keep myself hidden
i'll choose to die like Cobain's ex wife, and joke that suicide is a way of life
Deadass.

[Exis]

Ayo...

I'm partially wasted,
Impartial to gay shit
Let this cartridge embrace it
Hostage grenade bitches,
Snatch ransom and change places
Deceive and leave slain faces,
Best believe I leave pain traces
Oie Exis gore shed will leave the floor red
And yes I am winnin' bitch,
Just look what the score says!
The report read,
Three - Nothin'
So to celebrate I fucked an Iraqi girl in the face,
Warhead!
My style rules I'm not bloody changin' it
Lyrical maimin' lips,
Watch me aim and rip
Your inane attempts are wack,
My shit snaps harder than Rick James' wrist.

[Adverse]

Used to listen to that voice in my head that said “hold back”
Now there’s a demon in my ear saying “fuck it just go black”
See I’m building bridges on this site trying to bring the soul back
While y’all are underneath it, feeding the trolls scraps
Mahomes - a Titan killer man even my filler bars is Godzilla jaws
Got a bald spot where my head scraps the skies, what I’m building’s large
If you reach the bar I set guaranteed you’ll feel the stars
Plotting my revenge on the game even got the signature villain scars

[Exis]

Normal...
Transformed to ab,
A crude sensation
Features turned to a creatures by abuse and hatred
Hallucinations from the cess and the shrooms
Flesh infested,
Covered in festerin' wounds
I'm restin' in tombs,
My mind is pestilence doom
Contemplatin' life and how I detest it in gloom
Satan spawn,
Lucifer's sons and daughters
Who will break your will with drugs and torture
A stalker that can wait for days,
'Cause I go into an elated phase
Whenever I play with prey holdin' serrated blades
A surge of sickness,
Whenever I open my mouth it's murderous verbs evicted.

[Adverse]

Man these rappers ain’t touching me like they straight germaphobes
All it takes is one call and they getting thrown out like burner phones
In my own league, feels like I’m on this earth alone
And don’t get wavy, like a Marvel character know I surf with chrome
Yo Exis, don’t mind The hogwash or the “captain dog dick”s
That’s just the position you got these bitches in that look like you playing leap frog with
I’m higher than Rebel Wilson being who I’m on the seesaw with
Got an Italian bitch ordering fettuccine with a side of my meatballs quick

[Pharaohs Army]

2,4,6,8, I skimmed a few tracks of your mixtape. It was okay. You have good multies, but it's not ear-candy if you know what I mean. Some, but not all of it was "clean". But don't throw it away. I'd be more interested in how you sound today. I have one recording of myself on a CD once my fears were allayed. Bout 5 years ago as well. I had it on youtube but deleted the account. Audio?- I'll probably never figure it out. It's hard; like making rhymes in a foreign language. Just gotta keep trying, and stay sanguine. Just gotta stick with it, like Exis, no matter how many times he's vanquished. Then you go order fettuccine with meatballs, at a banquet. Then you go home and sleep, under a blanket. After so many takes, there's only so many ways, you can say-shit. So if you drop a new one, lemme know when you've made it.

[Exis]

'Just gotta stick with it, like Exis, no matter how many times he's vanquished'

Really?...Act like your battle record is impressive smh.

[Exis]

Byte me!...

I'm the most voted in feudal bouts,
If you see me totin' the Luger crouch
Your shrinkin' and I don't lose an ounce,
I control you like a computer mouse
Install this dick in your mouth right before I double click
Make you dig your own grave without a fuckin' shovel bitch
Shove a shot put in your grill,
And push your head to the floor
Bet your fuckin' wonderin' where Ima put this usb cord???
Put an indention in for the left clicker
Bloody mouse pads this hardware,
Is the death giver.

[Adverse]

Yo @Pharaohs Army

Thanks for the feedback in rhythmic pattern
Maybe one day I'll work up the nerve to rip the pad again
But for now I'll turn the scope on these spittin amateurs
Think there's ten dudes better than me? Your list shenanigans.
They got no dog in the fight but still hate me, Michael Vick steez
I light up 16s like candles on Ringwalds cake, when i fire quick keys

[Bodey]

i'm feelin ritzy as i sip these, getting tipsy from the mint leaves
eating up rice krispees as I listen to the pixies
feet danglin from crisp trees, head buried a square inch deep
eyes filled with dirt, give me a hand, I need a quick squeeze
my mind's spun out like murderous hippies in the sixties
Charles Manson's out to get me, in a mansion where the vic' bleeds
wish i could wake up from this veristic little twist dream
i cry high-pitched screams as i try to stay at wit's ease
used to slit my wrists but bitch please, i'm better than that strip tease

[Adverse]

^ I, too used to make my wrists bleed, or rely on Ritalin to fix me
But in the end i felt so empty, without a paddle right up shit's creek
Sick of letting everybody down like the Knicks team since Ewing had those shit knees
I'm not hard to figure out yet they chalk me up as a mystery
Wanna travel to Paris but not like Nicole Richie
If the sky is the limit, I'll paint it like Sisteen
Chapel, need to kiss the past goodbye, say it with my lips "leave"
Honestly still think my future is bright, even though it's hard to believe
I'm going to hold the golden shards close what little is left of this dream