THE OPEN MIC CYPHER

[Wise Wiggles]

morgue's are great. Barricade the door
Set up corpse to play
Fluid got her mushy- little whore's my grape
Come through for a date. Enjoy the gore bouquet
Draining orb to brain.
This a contest? Bet I'm more insane
Norman's changed. Bloodbath always twirl towards the drain
You losing the torture game. Pitch fork ya hole
Horn shit. Scrape socket - wharncliffe
After chloroform whiff .. saw your dick vertically
Wicked nursery. We're sticking nerves- you'll see

[Mr. J]

They said this flow was unacceptable
Predictable, get ate then send the bill
I puff medical, most rhymes forgettable
Gotta write down more...
See what the bread will do if you found more?
Pussy on a pedestal, hitting the ground floor
My dick so big, fully erect'll push you outdoors...
Pause..
Take a moment, embrace the moment.
Take a picture then encase the moment.
Make a copy then you can share the moment
Take care of the moment, there's a moment.
This is getting out of hand moment.
Star Wars, simp son, signed Hans Moleman

[Master Rock]

I'll hold your turn
analyze
and hypothesis
upon what I have learned
you speak heat but igniting ain't on your burn

[brokenhal0]

This sermon acquired is bourbon inspired just jerking
this some chicken breast that flirts with the lion
it makes no sense so it ain't worth if you trying
stop being a nerd go search for some diamonds word

dirty finger man use my words like some finger paint
in the image of all that's wrong I get it great got it good
it's never late don't penetrate yourself trying to demonstrate
league of legends legos and baclofen black plastic bags in the wind
dead people that live in dream world talking trees and beast wails
foul habits found lattice in the abbey of the town with unsound abbots
fabrics smell like a hounds backside sleeping in the ghettos
dark alleys where cats cry took you're golden girl for the bat ride
shit was so wet I got waptized

[Mr. J]

Some may call what I kick, offside.
I thought pride would help y'all life.
Set a few goals and perhaps y'all strive.
I thought wrong now ya team is hogtied.
As time has gone by I might seem spiteful
But every piece I see now seems recycled
A new line here with a twist of phrase...
Oooooo so insightful when your thoughts hit the page
Swore I'd never ever witness the day
To my surprise here I am watching you wither away
When they spit they angrily spit & they spray.
Suffering succotash they are getting away...
Sorry I forgot what else I was going to say

[Adverse]

So many fine ass nurses at the hospital, wish I was sick more
All the waitresses fine at Texas Roadhouse I just wish I could tip more
But I just sip more of my coke and realize that I’m piss poor
God loves ugly, but black comedy’s what he made me a simp for
I shoulda hit sleazy bitches back in school twistin em in mad positions
But I always had a tab on xvideos, in my room fighting apparitions
But again, blame God because man didn’t make me
Feel the wolves in the bushes watching waiting for me to fuck it up, Randy and Lahey
It’s over now, the vultures surround to make food of my misery
They’ll pick everything away but the worst thing to lose was my dignity

[Urban Dialect]

what do you do when you're in the game and you've just been CCed
and can't use your abilities
you're low on HP,
and you're about to get hit by an AOE from a player that's OP,
"where the fuck are the healers at?"
always, nowhere to be seen,
where the fuck did the zerg go?
why is there no one here to intervene?
this is the End for me

[Bodey]

Yeah, it’s been the end for me for what feels like a century. A wretched year to say the least: the misery and woe-is-me’s, the diffidence— I needed peace. Suicidal ideations back when I was mighty wasted, the pen absorbed by fiesty pages, cuz if I wasn’t writing I’d be searching guns on Craigslist.

[Adverse]

Weight of the world on my shoulders hoping that my spine holds
Fuck it...I give up on life, gonna be a drifting wino
Dragging along a bag with notebooks full of rhymes I wrote
Can’t stop adding verses to the book it’s the only life I know
Been doing this shit fifteen years, fuck that’s over half my life
If you only knew the time sacrificed to the fucking pad and mic
But sadly I’ll be forgotten in time, I’m a passing blight
Accustomed to eating my words, luckily I’ve got an appetite
Staring at these women in the gym, wishing I never met my wife
Things would be so much better right? Wrong...lust just in my head tonight
The devil would like to tear apart my brain piece by piece
Plus even if I was single...what would fucking girl would wanna sleep with me?

[Mr. J]

Could ya save your dreams for the week.
When the days give out and the nights incomplete.
Take a look inside and tell me what you see...

Arbitrary or not, what is popular belief?
Caught up in dread with the heart of a beast.
Swung society on my back as I creep...
Who on this Atlas can even compete?
Match skills only help burning the seat
Couldn't conduct flame within the heat.
Buried beneath the iron wishing to MC.
Crumbling beneath the facade of the beat.
Picture perfect wording...only to be seen

[Master Rock]

I need a little bit of time to think
the hands go round, clockwork while the sand quickly sinks
I am wasting my moments splattering ink... babbling speech
or does my message fall on deaf ears failing to reach?
my destination is to achieve the plan
to grind the gears to what my imagination perceives
my ability to lead them to clear waters
but I trip alone and hope I don't shepherd these lambs into slaughter
what is it that I ought ta?

[Adverse]

I just wanna float through life as a careless kind of entity
Unbeknownst that the paths I’m on are gonna bury me eventually
Why I always got to be a fucking terror to my inner peace
And hitch a ride with the devil in every chariot he sends for me
Can I stop this? Nope, it’s too colossal
I’ve no bravado buried my roots in sorrow now my fruit is hollow
Kruger follows, dipping in and out of dreams
But my life has lost direction I’m trying to edit out the screams

[Sinacog]

I'm a dangerous sapient; razor wit'; tenacious spit//
I killed a thousand horsemen with razor spit//
I'm the kind of monster to chomp apostles//
I'm too collosal' eating monsters underneath a dump truck//
SUCK UP! SUCK UP! SUCK UP!; I'm nothing and something//
SUCCULENt BrEWING; will be my undoing//

...

[Mr. J]

Metaphors that leave my followers cooing.
My influence is felt in any situation you in...
Off the board I've been moving like Ewing.
I know about me....what the fuck are you doing?
Mixed messages or just jumbled rhyming?
Performance worth Gemini under muddled lining
Gotta motivation that has them double timing.
Doing their best to try and undermine him.
But nah son, you chose the wrong one.
You have any idea where you got your form from.
My whole style been exhuming skill out of boredom

[Urban Dialect]

if my bars don't fit? force them,
get the lubricant and pour some,
let us slip into some whoredoms,
to deal with pain? consume more drugs,
so we can have some more fun
and if we need more funds?
u can always use the money u saved for next month's mortgage,
good times cost a fortune,
fuck your life, torch it, you're taking it in the butt tonight and you're going enjoy it
she got a strap on, cat suit, toys and whip,
may he divert his eyes and the lord forgive
I'm not sure what your boy is into but it's not my bizz
i do want to know how many sexually transmitted diseases this bitch got to give
fine ass hell with lots of kids
drop your standards? not for this,
i'd rather sit here in bathroom and beat my cock till my cock goes limp
i guess that means i'm cocky then

[Urban Dialect]

it's a mystery, we're lost in history, the present?
a reset button pressed by the heaven,
so traumatic that no one remember it,
catastrophic, leaving people walking around catatonic,
those underground, inherited the earth then they came back up on it,
these are the families that know the truth but can't be honest,
re wrote the pass, and pass it on to us, it's all corrupt,
it's all a bunch of bullshit shit, and we all are stuck,
all huddled together,
like March of the Pinguins, storming the weather,
being herded like cattle out of the meadow,
your piece of the pie keeps getting little,
till the government runs your lives like a beast that's eaten its people,
maybe what I'm speaking is evil in the eyes of those that deceive you,
i got a bunch of rhymes you can read through that will lead you down this road where i can meet you, until then, this picture won't be whole, it'll be more like a brief view
into my views, my values, the reason for my attitude,
the reason i come to work in a bad mood, and get mad at you, for speaking to me as i pass through.
a material handler, dismantle ya, re-stack you on a pallet and use a forklift to jack you up,
running circles around you with shrink wrap, to wrap this up

[brokenhal0]

Air force ones in a Porsche the color of cured pork
Modified air torque executes the activating warp
sweet talk when you need to hit the breaks sweetheart
When will the desirable angels dress like pest
The bastard architect inspires the threatened hero
unconscious scarecrow cold showers in my bathrobe
underneath the stairs next to the box of checkers
the toxic leper runs down on the fox and leopard
Afghanery at the tannery using pigeon shit
treating market leather lets end the funny's
he wasn't level headed he like to freckle honeys and get some money
Into a hum screams every interactive passiveness for fun things
A intelligent machine projects hello across a western sunbeam
The geographical living tarot passage scripts the geometry
in living aspects of drifting elements floating down the stream
Should every trusted matter oblige to irritate the grand daylight
built my first home using dinosaur bones on a indian grave site
knocks while im sleeping set the clocks for the evening
walking in public surround by some obnoxious ass demons
living a dream oasis in the hidden spaces of day circles
silent phrases repeat in hiding matrix it's silent stasis of the rabid dingo

[Sinacog]

CONQUER PLANETS: ATLANTIC SUBMARINE SANK A SHIP
BANK A WHIP; I CAUGHT BULLETS THAN SHOOT THEM QUICK
I'm the ocean liner; potion designer; CHOKING RIDER
I killed 1000 elephants with celibate lines..

[Adverse]

Ugly mother fucker, but tearing hearts once the cannon blams
It’s the bloodthirst, hungry like the wolf, no Duran Duran
But stylistically I switch it up better than Manfred Mann
Matter of fact, Christmas oven heated up, going HAM on wax
Whatever does it make perfect sense? Or am I saying nothing at all?
At last I’m but a vapor, my resolve is to up and dissolve
Once I’m involved and they’ve got me back up to the wall
These suckers get mauled just try and make the punisher stall

[Mr. J]

It's the one who fathered your style, made your mother crawl
Spread eagle, cavity searched up against the wall.
Stressin' y'all with will he, won't he, my, my, my little pony...
Why don't you get giddy love, or maybe give it up homey
Is he on the scene, on a boat, on the green, swing & stroke.
Watch me put a hole in one, little birdie singing notes...
You ain't up to par....par...blame me for all of the laziness.
If I try to write a rhyme best believe you haven't seen the crazy shit.