THE OPEN MIC CYPHER

[Adverse]

Miss me with the politics,
Don't care if Bernie saves the world or Trump destroys it
Even if i give you an opinion I'm still fuckin' voiceless
So forget the choices, freewill is nonexistent, we're cogs in the machinery
Every bar i spit I've done a thousand times, I'm like Sinacog just me repeatedly repeatin' me
Nothing ever changes it's groundhog day, I'm just a hamster on the wheel
I'm just a rat inside a cage enraged so stop askin how i feel
I'm trapped inside my skin, razor peeling flesh trying to release my inner beast
Only thing keeping my head up is when i prop my chin on the piece.

[Exis]

So my real name is Noah...

I've used my arts repentance, To battle jokes about Arks from start to finish
I'm still a rhymin' menace, Who will end your lines in minutes
Call it divine incentive, Vengeance is mine
So rewind 'fore you start to whine 'cause no one listens
Sparked & grimaced, I often win diss contests by dodgin' spits like a sharpened dentist
Battlin' Noah isn't hintin' about Bible stories, It's either rhymin' gory
Or havin' four g's to vote for you when you're rhymin' poorly
Rap isn't about votes & scorin', It's chokes & snorin' on others hopes for tourin'
When tryna fuck everyone else in the game like it's a dyin' orgy.

[Adverse]

Not rich but I'm sad, one half of Post Malone
Trying to search within to find my self afflicted sickness - Osmosis Jones
The poster boy for anxious spells and broken homes
Not sober, alone used to being secluded they get it twisted when i call like a rotary phone
Do you loathe me? I'm the son of a hermit got the tongue of a serpent
When it's over then it's over, fuck a resurgence
My brains become so meddlesome I'm thinking about gripping some metal
But ain't got a choice to keep it moving press them pistons and pedals

[Exis]

Comfortable canvas? Get you up like psycho mantis
So not tender like I'm Ed from Kansas
Infect to swell, Hooked with cancer
You be the trade I'll be the trick, Snatchin' your kids instead of the picnic
Show your daughter the dick flick
On my lap ridin' big, breasts smackin' a tit flip
If she a bar bitch then I'm gonna tip this
Sugar daddy & mistress
You know a pimp when you see one, You know a gimp when he read some
I'm handsome nigga...
Get your girl up, Re-done
The el matador of the dorm, Sell whores in the hottest of forms
Any slut that can fuckin' handle a four, Get your ass on the floor.

[Vulgar]

Daggone Gomorrah. Slacking off in the corridor. The mask is on but the wrath is awfully horrible, latches clawing to these mortals.

Masterlocks for the oracles. Ragnarok was approachable. A rabid flock, mallets primed for the order-in-the-courts and Tony Morrisons.

Norcissus. Norwich-niches and northern mists, a Norseman knitting...

[brokenhal0]

A dying pad copes living the spoken vowel passed a vocal bowel
for the hopeless child and it ain't even over now
stirring the pot posted with a broken smile zoning out
posted with the pot smoking moments are molded down
setting set sounds seek silence in selfish acts but the seal fat
styles beyond stay steady cause that sailor is sailing back
sold on seven seas peregrines gossip on timeless tendency's
that brings attention not to mention they never mention me
im here expressing inter dimensional memories very unclear
testing your ears see if you clearly hear it in lucid visions
loser kids can kiss the spirit

[Objective]

No backspace, words written has to stay,
feelin like crap today, revealin the shit despite concealin a bit
cus the meanin is lit but private life is dnnyamite,
blow in up in your face shit, I might dyin tonight.
But I cry for a fight, that ain't a tare in my eye,
this keystyle is freestyle like droplets straight from the mind.
I open gates makin St Peter wish he was fly,
angels droppin' their wings, fall into things, or the wrong kinda guy.
Their exes be askin me why, I'm just speedin' up time,
plus I be treatin them fine, lust six feet deep on the grind.
Nah man, I'm just playin, respect boundaries , I'm just sayin',
that if my words make you nervous you sure you wanna be stayin?

[Exis]

A fucked up world I should burn with a burner
The seeds fertile, Yet there's nothin' on the surface
Yeah Niagra Falls gets you thirsty, 40's? I'll have 30
& yes tv brings Bernie, So hand me Mack...Hurry!
You see landscapes, Apes, Parts of space
But you've never saw parts of a street day
B boys get rugers for they 5th B day
Fight the fundament, D day
Ghetto monopoly bitch so G day
You on the couch while we on the spot
Fuck blocks nigga, I'm not feelin' like catchin' a shot
& trick you ain't hot, Don''t ask again hoe when you know you're not
& that's Cali son, No respect for the shook ones
Only those crookin' & got those pots cookin'
Ima take the blast after the liquor, Is you trippin' or just fallin' the quickest?
I'll snatch that pistol outta your palm before you pull on the trigger.

[Pharaohs Army]

What's the meaning of this nonsense? Word vomit. Clean it up with Comet. Sort it out. But it was so important now.
While I hold my lighter. Lookin' back at old cyphers. Repetitive and verbose. Unrelenting and comatose.
But it was so important.

[Exis]

The chin checkin' Cardinal, With a Biblical arsenal on your towns
Attackin' your annual carnival now
The definition of power, My genital anatomy attached to the Eiffel Tower
Devour your manhood & end one's lifespan before clocks hit the hour
I'm Buddha with bulletproof fabrics, Make you gasp like you're asthmatic
Master crafted, Stacked ammo & passed like Jedi's without camo
Ayo Afu I'm the bodied life force, Custom forged Cyborg, I'm the sword
I'm like Vinnie, Stabbin' your temple with a bloody floor board
Hook you up like Cassius, & master business in armor jackets bastards
I'll cut your mouth up, Then tell your parents your tongue was attackin' a ***tus.

[Exis]

Really doesn't let me write ***tus but now does, I think lol.

[Exis]

***TUS you spell check faggot!...

[Exis]

I give up lol...

[Bodey]

stuck in my head again, i'm startin to think
hangin around alone's got me wantin to drink
satan's got me with a sawed off, i yawn "stop"
drape me like a wash cloth and throw my heart in a sink
i burn bridges and friendships, get me an arsonist shrink
so that maybe they'll understand a person harmless as me

bla

bla bla
blaaaaaaaaaaaa

[Exis]

You're smarter than you know, An arsonist? No
A artist? Yes
Smarter than the rest of us & you're one half of myself...
The other half is just you lookin' @ a mirror, Scared of yourself ;/

[Bodey]

you're right, i hate the mirror, it's so sad what i do
the worst thing is to meet your own eye and decide that it's true
everything negative that i ever thought of myself
speaks more honesty than any word i've said out of my mouth
and i cant get rid of it, where's this anxiety's derivative
any pain i have doesnt ever feel legitimate, it's ridiculous
always accompanied by guilt, cuz maybe i'm just a pussy
i'm now functioning on pills that disguise this ungrateful little pussy
as someone who's got their shit together, someone who's in control
someone who's only gotten better with hiding shit in their soul
thank you for the non-addictive prescriptions, sobriety's graduation gift
now i can go back to spouting fiction since my imagination's bliss

[Adverse]

Transparent apparition, apparently lacks attention
It's scarce but the passions in him, the terrible tracks he's spittin
Work as a gateway to show the world his embarassing accidents
Documenting his rises and falls, and witness his backwards spinnin
Each verse could be used as a parable to detatch from sins
Each paragraph is a suicide note, foreshadowing the barrel that's at his chin
When this magnum pop like Cobain death'll be my magnum opus
Phantom of the opera showed promise but was undone by his tragic losses
Now close the curtain, slide the velvet drapes over my final act
It's over, he finally ran out of lines to rap

[Exis]

First off...I'm better man, Not one person here likes you
You couldn't come hard nigga if you were stickin' it to Ice Cube
I'll light you on fire then put it out with gas, Fuckin' rip you fast
I would split you with personals but this bitch don't have no past
I'm 34 & in my prime, My hooks will leave you inspired
I guess the older the worse yes? You're like fuckin' Ali ever since he retired
You're wack & that's a fact, So there's the reason why I lost interest fast
You can be dope I'll give you that, but lately nigga you've just been trash
Meanin' you're garbage...
You're the fill buster to my skill, & I'm an option to your nuclear carnage
Just give it up dude, Join my fan club & listen
Nigga you've been wantin' these bars like every time you dropped the soap in prison
Bad jokes & simple rhymes, That's what your style brings to mind
'Cause when & if we battle, It's just gonna be my mom or sister is your filler for lines
You would lose, Shut up & give me rep
Now sit back down, Learn from it & give respect.

[Pharaohs Army]

yo Fuck Off with all this Tough Talk i'll have you outlined in Chalk
better Walk or Run Away i dodge bullets from the Gun you Spray
are you having Fun Today?
Again, jus' Leave i'll be Negging you Indeed while you be Begging for Feed
Wholly Mediocre/ you're an Ugly little Ogre the reason i Don't stay Sober
watch who you're talking to with all your Commands. fan club? you don't have Fans
or Stans
when writing a verse you need a better Plan.
you in your Prime? you Lyin'
u don't live a Life of Crime best believe i'll Fight for Mine and take yours if your Wife is Fine
muhaha
Respect is Earned usually around the time i'm Emptying your Urn,
after Letting you Burn

[Exis]

You know there is a Diss the Emcee above you thread, Why not post this bullshit in there instead...