THE OPEN MIC CYPHER

[Wise Wiggles]

Shit was written free falling right off the ledge
All this time on the edge. Could just die in a breath
Wanna boogie? Then boogie, just beware of those little eyes on the web
You like the in depth stuff most peeps don't like to express
You know knives? Can index blind, under stress
White tundra crept on bright summer days
Looking for tight thunder eggs
Rich faggot's spooked, all iced up afraid
America made terrorists. ISIS is gay
Gave em the bullets but no shade from the voltage
Trying to grow a bonzai in Asia, just dull it
Sick of this sickness of bullshit. Everybody need meds
Shit is ugly, jesus. The fucking weekends. This bloody phenix
Uppity preachers just straight hustling weakness
Wiggle stay cutting the peices, jig saw extraordinare
Pissed off at Portland's mayor. Kitzober's a thieving douche
Stupid bitches w/mental problems chucking kids off a bridge
Hot ass evening news. Garage packed with weed and shrooms
Got that spacey shit that'll have you fiend the moon

[Mr. J]

then the beat resumes...
I took a bite out of a piece of truth
made wine out of the weakest fruit
knocked the shit out of them..
just like when I beat my shoes
I don't have a need for room
so I threw a rock at the house of the greenest hue..
I'm a beast, a newt..
you saying prayers at your Easter schools
I'm another bad egg word to Willy Wonka
riding with a chihuahua in a filthy Tonka
you can literally feel these horrors..
prescriptions you really need to FILL THESE DOCTOR

[Wise Wiggles]

All these milky cosmos kill me proper
Lego and forget. I keep building off ya
Its still the object. Furthering your perfect spring
Say uncle? No mercy, this hurting stings
Knowing that in life there can never be a perfect circular ring
But I got that free-hand, chicken scratch
Jesus, need ta ease back, triple fast
Matrix mazes. I see math's hidden paths
Re adapt? Rehab? I'm retracting my little splash
I don't deserve it. To be here. Hope is worthless
Soul to words. Now no one can stoke the furnace
Im on my planet shit. No one as cold as earth is
Except for everyone. Universe is one on a broken surface
I dose in. Frozen, like I woke a ghost up.
Imerssive. I want to purge my bone dust
You ever coughed a relative?
Real deal. Training wheels off. This hostage, delicate
We're people-puddles. Lots of flesh to prop the skeleton
Same merry go round. Gotta stop the dwelling, Ben.

[Mr. J]

It looks like rain but there's no telling yet...
the sun begins to press any chance of prevailing 'wet'
the conqueror laughing while impaling heads..
the rush that I'm feeling is like amazing sex..
blazing fresh, baking bread in the haze of stress
blown away I'm kept in a forward motion, with a uppercut
putting your body on point with excuses flying by
we can play in the gauntlet give the wall a high five
up a few flights reaching higher heights as time flies..right..
I don't remember but I'm getting TOASTY!>!>!
kickin' like swish in my ADIDAS somethin' like Kobe
yo he, joke he, know he, yes, yes, it's unholy...
get buck I'll have ya doe sauced on my pepperoni
it's true she don't ride with that bologna..
I'm a foot long, you a hoagie...

[brokenhal0]

all my perogies know me well ...ring the church bells...
hotel hell..virtuoso..peeped the global spell...will you die...time will tell...
behind the veil i seen the hive fly the trail ...one mind... not assigned to fail
a sign the rhymes are real..a designer meal..aligned my shields..
paradox watcher..the void of clues...shocker when i find out my delusions
are not the truth...my center detects alot of hues...you got the oooze
like a placenta that fell out a moose...

[2tripple0]

im dropping heat on the mic aint nothing else to it
you aint someone id hit up and if I did youd probably shit bricks
no reason to get it fixed ive got my stamina up
if you were ahead of me id still be the one up front
you aint shit ya rhymes are shit they don't make sense
I could fit u all in this tense screw you over like a wrench
dope when I flip shit you know I got this all covered
id close you like shutters you get ya ass kicked in the gutter
stupid you get chased down the street like an alley cat
ill leave ya ass flat broke you the type to swear he carries gats
but never be dope you a heffer going blind trying to see me holmes
id be right up under your nose ill bake you like dough
dude its preposterous you even in this cypher bro
im a dangerous man you cant keep up with my flow
im going to switch it up I keep numerous inside jokes
and don't lie we all know most a yall getting poked in the butt by blokes

[Pharaohs Army]

when i'm rich i'm going to hire a private assistant
a la "Rushmore"
they will be Tasked with doing their diligence
vetting various charities so only the best get my millions.

[2tripple0]

there aint nothing to it I gonna do this legit
ive been rocking since I was in a cradle call me an infant
dope as this im ill when im writing my lyrics
you be shitting bricks if aint broken no need to get it fixed
yo im ill on the mic and I can flip the deck when I need to
slip in and out of this like it was something that fits my size 12 shoes
Im dope going to keep writing when im high as fuck
im like a volcanoe about to erupt or someone trying to make a fast buck
dope is as dope does and real recognize real
you couldn't deal with my pain or like a banana keep ya eyes pealed
im dope my wordplay crushes my opponents
you like a dilapidated house theres no one paying the rent

[Bodey]

i'm still awaiting repent, i keep on weighing it in
they'll never take me alive, i'm insane not to win
2tripple's avatar remind me of Homies, oh lord!
those 50cent dudes at every grocery store
always reflectin on the good old days as usual
never expected to have it fluctuate to ruins though

[Pharaohs Army]

..i move slow.
my inspiration is up for debate like robinson crusoe.
i look for shallow women who want no part of my soul, but would love to shop for a new coat.
improved self-awareness
helps me manage my self-destruction without being careless.
..perilous. my mind is derelict..
the novel i haven't started yet will be translated in 45 languages, including arabic..
i'm OfTheOpinionThatReadersLove a condescending narrative
and soon-to-be dead characters.

[2tripple0]

life is interesting i love finding out new stuff
im bound to explode my lyrics are bomb so I wish u good luck
don't want to offend anyone though and im no racist
im like something that happened a long time ago call me ancient
and i know that wasn't the best of flows or set ups
when i ask a girl to dance they always like hell no
my whole face is restructured since i was raised
you aint nothing to follow so no one to chase
going flip this board over on its lopside
you be dying to fulfil this moment like things were upright
and i know my flows seem to be casual
but you like someone no one believes in totally irrational
and i know you don't like this thread and think cyphers suck
and i got plenty of problems usually cause i feel like i gotta chuck
its cool to be on top but it feels the same when u losing
im like bricks people stole for other foundations call me ruins

[Pharaohs Army]

there's a kid somewhere dying slowly in a hospital.
he hasn't met me yet- but i Bet
he would love if i read his favorite story by his bed.

there's a wounded vet,
who doesn't wanna talk about war-
he could talk to me-about'is kids

and across the globe?
there's a syrian mother.
in serious trouble.
maybe she could listen
....to some of our "serious problems"
'n lyrical nonsense.

i Told'er i Did Not Know-Where,
her son was
....she still gave me half her handkerchief to wipe my brow 'n told me to watch,
the sun rise.

[2tripple0]

this is what lifes about quarrelling and struggle
damp to the legs end up in a drench when I puddle
im attempting my fate with the lyrics I possess
but its hard to make everybody in the room content
im flowing for days on irish bays
and if I was a donut I would definitely be glazed
its ill to think of concoctions in a written fashion
and if all minus just to realize that its a subtraction
im dope with anecdotes and primarily a lyricist
but ill try my hand with acoustics so that I can fulfil expositions
gonna end this with a bit of help from the good book
im like the teacher in between ya classes call me a homeroom

[Pharaohs Army]

I've begun to re-examine artistry, and mesh together parts of me. And recognizing redundant cyclical patterns, is only the start for me. The next step is asking if I have any stamina, or strength, to go along, wit the heart in me.

Because you haven't really done anything if you've done it partially. Ask yourself what's next. Pretend you're asking yourself in which direction r u going with your Text.

And then maybe life's questions are a lot more linear. And then maybe, even when it's not 3AM you'll be full of pep and vinegar.

Give credence to the common phrase about your mind and body being a temple. Treat weekends as another important day in your life. Make them eventful, or Un-eventful, if that's what makes them eventful.

Certain scientists credit the longevity of religions with the fact that death is eventual.
I think it's More than that. I still think it's All a bunch of crap, but I'm peering deep into my sense of self- for a starter kit.

In the scheme of it all (cosmological & geological), you and I mean nothing. The purpose of our life is nothing. But it still felt redeeming, to reassuringly talk to my friend, who said, some day she'd feel happy. And I think my other friend felt a sense of purpose,, when he helped me deal with 'er passing.

My goal, went from writing classics, enchanting masses, and practicing rapping,, to being the same person day in and day out. Yet it hasn't happened. Along with that I found a little pile of dirty authenticity which had fallen out the bottom where the straps connect to my knapsack.

[2tripple0]

its interesting to learn new things everyday
but not when were treated like animals and put on display
I need to reconsider my destruction of the past
as ive finally begun to underestimate the outcast
and dragging my body along as it submits to its dishonour
im like an ingenius antidote that crawls like an otter
im too overwhelming its like your a pet that im petting
and its too dreary for bettering its my history that im forgetting
whenever these emotions call on my persona
I feel like sipping a corona with my shampagne supernova
shes forever indicted to my conditions of remorse
trying to find the pain and then kill it at the source
its never ending the story that I cant help but finish
and I cant end this viscious circle that's now so significant
if only I could turn back the hands of time
if only I could learn how to deal with the demands of life
bagging dimes woulda been a more supporting actress
but forever sadness has engraved itself inside my callous

[Pharaohs Army]

bah. it feels like a few months ago i went down the rhyme worm hole. something about finding a Balance between being a manic and picking and choosing the time to be appropriately pedantic.
in school i was taught philosophy and the material composition of ceramics.
and poetry.. maybe i should 've paid attention.
i was too busy being a genius and giving my fucked up head internal lectures.
i was too busy watching coverage of some unimportant presidential election.
i was too busy taking for granted my family, and their extra loving attention.
too busy seeking the next rush of adrenaline
too busy seeking unnecessary medicine
too busy dreaming that i'd someday find evidence
..of why i have these particular outlooks,and sentiments

[Mr. J]

Oblivion, the directive to follow any light that gathered...
a sign of deliverance that came from the enrapture
when it disappeared the squads rally ended in laughter
wrapping the universe in a blanket of natural disasters
in the depths of galaxies crushed into particle matter
absorbing the source of life through a straw. reclining backwards.
Staff Sergeant Reginald Masters.
The 3rd generation in a line of heartless bastards...
at a commanding height with a broad demanding stature
silence overcame the groups.
the troops were looped in hoopty hoops
all I wanted for Christmas was a loopty loop

[2tripple0]

im damaging and cant imagine a vanquished fling
but I can twist you round my finger like a ring
its dope when I connect with lung ins
its like a piece of my sleeve way I got cufflings
I gotta respond with this verse postehaste
you couldn't clean ya mouth out even with colgate
wonder why ya gums ache its from me chipping ya tooth
bubble up ya lip and no chewing gum just fishing with hooks
im dope on the mic I gotta stop feeling so accomplished
the best offense I was told was facing your conflicts
I know this verse was sloppy im deterred like a newbie
and my jewels are rubies way I got ya purchasing product like sony
yo im ill on the decks and you could call me a real lyricist
im like an addiction since your having a hard time trying to resist

[Mr. J]

I'm the gift the rift in time
the split that has further lifted lives
I'm BLLLLLIIIIIIIIIIND
leading the blind...
off the cliff, to become ledge ends
I'm a one way into a dead end
you from the club waking up with bed head
stepping stones that can't step yet..
I'm a fresh breath, you a big mess
whhhhaaaaaaaaaat?

[Pharaohs Army]

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