THE OPEN MIC CYPHER

[Mr. J]

Different coordinates outside of orbit chew the fat
supporters send shots to the morbid using tact
like Im new to that shortened fuse with the torch lit
burning nuisance that courses through this courtship
I'm like ABORT BITCH take slang with the seat ejection
fuck the world with a mean erection on the porcelain
that shit needs inspection or at least the need of my beasting presence
Complete rejection...diseased reflections AHHHH incomplete perfection

[e11even]

Member of the imperfects...
Remembering why we resurfaced,
Surface area purged with a purpose:
No wholesaling a purchase.
Never to buy, clever, no threads in disguise...
Just a few knits stitched from the hip with a message inside.
Undetectable lifts set them adrift from the rest of the dyed.
Colors so vividly dressed, hipster hippies consider it fly.

[Nahhh]

Sprinkle the medicine to a zig zag brother
Cotton mouth got a man spitting butter, smoke the loud
turn the radio up son i can't hear a sound the sour.
Got this sweet teen devoured,went from decent to fouler
in less than an hour , taking a shower in my bowells

[ribbit]

I'm dippin in sets is the coffee ready yet
U so ass I need semi turbo pipes and artillery jets
My vest ain't bullet proof it keeps a silent love
You may have sum thin to add but I'm a tyrants ghost
No speaking my flows defense is an intense reversal
Vice grip this city day by night nuggets dense and purple
It's powerful I'm at a loss until those ripe tasks are prepared
I got a gas mask and kill mics skip grand central for air
But then I realized u already explained this much iller before
So premature i had to defer my concerns to a freelancing company off-shore

[Mr. J]

Dream sequence that had the means tweakin'
three weekends ago we had all our needs treated
dual seated with enough horse power to fool Jesus
you seen it, a chariot pulling us through Phoenix
headlining the billboard triple 6's in red dye
Breaths sighing...a mental sickness complete with the head high
so convenient...no treatement could help the left eye
Crashing down hard enough not to accept life..
burning desire and such nothing to acquire from us
just a reason to play umpire and strike from above
bear another likeness to trust hoping the requirements enough

[KennyCerealBowl]

Saw your bitch off the bat I got to 3rd base
The mattress made the earth shake, your bitch says your dick is turd taste
Thats why you walk around thinking your the fucking shit
Stuffed a elephant tusk in you just tickled up her lips
hell what you thought you had her cuffed hahahahauh
She wants the jewel ish' the hood type shit ignorant
blast a barmiztvah screaming just fuck honnaka
Run over a floatie arm baby on a tuff yamaha

[Mr. J]

egotistical the one that people listen to
the extension from etc. equilibrium positioned to...
curb stompin', you could put your nerves on it
reserve pompous additions til' the works honored
kept the streets mistaken as I lurk on it
send a thank you note & clap the birds on it
send your issues, I got magazines to clip you
a hazard to Lazarus swimmers, Promethean window
your soul is seepin' through, leakin' too

[Frank]

Beetlejuice... Beetlejuice .....

[breathless]

... Beetlejuice... Chreep, chreep... Poof
Who the fuck is this weirdo in a striped freakin suit?
An animated action figure comin outta the woodwork
Didn't plan on shakin my ass, but who knew that I could twerk?
Aww, god damn it, taken back to my childhood
Jackin off to Hannah Montana with some wildwood
But I guess its the old fate trick, just shittier
Like, why the hell did Billy Ray name her Destiny Hope...
Then let her change it to Miley? to make it sound prettier? Nope
Cause he knew by age ten that she'd turn into the sketchiest hoe

[Mr. J]

Retro. maniacal in this threshold bounded by bonds
shaken not stirred founded by loss rounded high gone
Twice the content surprised by the lies of golem
The likes of all them wrapped up in tights in autumn
tear down mics with precise strikes the hand of Norris
the eye that slandered Horus I'm in the land of sorcerors
granting demands & wishes do the disbanded forces
the man...cramped in the camp that doesn't understand importance
petty thoughts I'm the nose rotting on cocaines tongue
Mistake me as the king of the hill where you get your propane from
can't see the forest from the trees so ride with giant
eyes of tyrant devouring any device I find in my likeness
the grain of sand carrying galaxies, villages by Horton
asking who...who...who gonna try to diminsh my proportion
too big to be frightened but I giggle at the silence
laugh at the calfs, sheep the little-known of mices
critical crises..defcon 5, code red at nearby palaces, private
dazzling nights littered in armor of yesteryear
a whole fortress built upon what your yet to hear
new to it all get baptized behind the wettest ear
enough to possess the loss if the spectres near
another moment gone with more thought connected here
he who laughs last deserves the jesters peer
tell me more its like Dr Jekylls here

[e11even]

...yet they Hyde when it's opportune.
Fly like Jeff Goldblum before Will Smith's cigar salute.
Death's absolute, but I play it like Daffy in an Elmer toon.
A Sailor's Moon, acting an ass on that flow til they can tailor doom.
Mailer Daemon- you can't get through to me, junk mail for those mailing poons.
Derailing you, nailing, impaling you... bars, but no jailing due.

[breathless]

Whistle Dixie on my way to this failure's tomb...affixed
gazes, but only if they all had knew...its fixed
I switched places, my sibling's on his way to the crucifix
Joseph set it up, bro's screamin about his forsaken truth
So he blames it on the Father, but they muddied my capital wrong
Sorry man... Mary's got my baby on the way, this bloodline has to go on
Through the ages then... God, It's hazardous... So we dropped the Nazareth
Used the alien's knowledge to travel with the Spaniards on their catamarans
To the new land, it'll be a lotta work, but with hope, we know,
We'll eIther have our hands in the dirt... Or get a job at home depot

[Mr. J]

No freethrows the point is far from religious
bon voyage bitches I'm in the courtyard sippin
on...Jesus juice squeezin the pieces through
a rosary made from garlic waiting for pizza
*whew* that orders free since the timings late
like I'm the type to wait but free is the kindest plate
shine away and keep an open eye to keep hope alive
break it up and loop de doop its supposed to tie

[Xyakan]

I walk down the street, throwing my set with affirmative action.
A attraction to a faction has me reaching for a Mack ten,silenting the action.
like fuck what they say and fuck the game they bring.
ring six shots, to bring the whole block to its knees.

[e11even]

recording. hoarding.
this abortion's boarding. 'oh lord'ing.
no fording. this'll drown with its below-flow wording.
water in the engine's compartments. don't start shit. 'tis warning.
rewarding. this forming.
zygote in banter of evolutionary fowarding. according...
to legend of the missing Link... with skeptics it's swording.
let stab the promised, let die what would lack mourning.
Son of Ra. good morning.

[Mr. J]

I write with sword ink..the poor thing...couldn't tell the difference
which is mightier the two previous or the mic cord string
instance of peril resistance is all we share in our apparel
carry our own sharehold but don't invest the same to compare...
no..its the magnitude of everlasting food to a bulemics gut
havent seen enough to understand satisfaction believe it bruh

[e11even]

formula one. the original breed. normalist once.
advanced helix double. more tendons. pre-nordic redux.
premonition's precursors curse this. teeth made not for meat have torn guts.
shorn cut, spear, loin tufts. born tuff, evolved weak. a shore's crush.

[Mr. J]

the life of a mad man can make you do a can-can
tap dance with the last of talented or act fat...
suited and fitted to it all so well they can't snap back
get a bad rap from it all and find out where my sack's at
between your chin and forehead...

[breathless]

cue the laugh track... is my opinion morbid?
imbued with half assed minions more dead
than alive at night, seein' demons but survive the fright
i've arrived to fight... but not with my contenders
it's a struggle internal, my body's the offender
probly when i enter the ring, angels sing.. aw hell no..
I elbow em in their angled wings, bringin the bell tones
well wrote, but needing a release, i've grown outta my shell toes
my feet are bleeding and stink

[breathless]

I guess ive gotta feed when I drink
No one wants to cypher with me... I think
Too soon? Or is the humor just new news
Loose usage of perused nuisances to consume
We've only got one bowl big enough for a can of chunky soup
It's odd.. the greatest shit we think is thunk when we poop