THE OPEN MIC CYPHER

[UnbornBuddha]

The sole journeyer traveling a dangerous road
Sights therein would consume his aching soul.
The pain alone would make most afraid to go
Yet, he kept marching on to make it home
Enduring the most ancient cold,
Eventually frostbite caused a flame in his bones.
A deep gangrene began, putrefying his feet
But, he kept walking despite the fiery disease
The black rot that advanced diabetics can show you.
Society’s elders say that: genetics are what mold you;
DNA is a congenital illness that nature send out to kill us
At least, these are my own sentimental feelings
That some might try to categorize as mental illness.
I live beneath a veil of greatness, frail and naked
Wailing, because I felt sensations of hell being created.
This is why I need to hear tales of salvation to aid me
In my own breakthrough…
I used to tell you that no matter what I’ll embrace you
That was when I was ignorant enough to think I could save you.
We’re prisoners with no idea of the panopticon before us.
Life is optimal when harmless, but god awful when normal.
Linearity has shown us nothing but turmoil,
Conventional growth stunted by organic soil.
Punished, my entire clan became infested with boils,
Suppurating lesions that excoriate violently
As the virus goes to the groin it grows quietly.
A symptomless world dies with me.
Latent patches transmitted to our offspring
Mutations from our conscious, Latent since the onset…
Simian evolutions are simply an illusion.
I look in the mirror, and see the image of pollution
Yet, there’s a beautiful human hidden behind the deformities.
But, I still can’t make up my mind on who designed this absurdity…
Scopolamine mouth washes are a sign of the times, a horror scene.
Anesthetic surgery given to a convulsing epileptic nursery
These are examples of what lurks in thee, Genesis purged in me.
We’re all murmuring some form of truth,
Just take a look at the same biochemical processes our organs do.
We’re essentially the same, down to our skeletal frame.
I’m truly sorry, I left you insane…
I never meant to enter your brain.
But, rejoice now, I’m confessing while my flesh is in pain
Burned and serrated by the grace of the highest of the high
I’ve lived my entire adult life a disciple of the mind,
Science as my eyes,
As the cosmic qi crucified me with Christ.
Question is:
Are we still divine inside while blinded by light?

[Mr. J]

I'm blinded by life, the science of price
subtracted by weight, added by height, divided by size
alignment is right, and my timing is nice
I've been trying to supply the heightened demand
riding in a van with a Molotov aimed right at your fam
pandemonium parallelogram rammin' into your hand
'damn' I don't get the logic, you need Magic Johnson's
dressed like Dennis Rodman..quicker than E Honda
bicker with the blah blah I get tickled for the ha ha's

[Exis]

Lock a limb inside an arm bar
break it off,
now throw me some fuckin' hard art
'stead of major soft
You'll straight up answer to me bitch
as I'm replacin' where your saviour was
erasin' what your maker wants with more of an advantage don't you think?

[Wise Wiggles]

I'm beaming up, watch Goku sink
Honed through deep relays of the mind's madness
Time's savage. Finders keepers of this winding habit
Blind passes, no look, but what's real in the ghost book?
Iller than the shit you won't put, heating up
Peep the bone cook, Wiggle brain is stoned mush
My middle name you moan,hooked
Easy sun. All us on earth are greedy fucks
Constantly seeing stuffs, trying to constitute them as genie rubs

[Neighbor]

I bathe in the scent of fear; fangs & aggressive stares
The hatred I'm meant to bare's strong enough to generate a kinetic flare
Heart pumpin the same shit Bane had in his veins when he fled the tier
They tried to trace my genetic pairs; frame lookin like I raided Adenovir
I'm A-list, you're second tier; everything I touch bang like a grenadier
Bloodstains in the Benz, scrape your face off the leather & chase it w/ Everclear
My brain's an electric chair w/ a Tesla coil caged in the hemispheres
All you fuckboys can get laid in intensive care -
'Cause I got a blade that I take w/ me everywhere like Raiden from Metal Gear

[david stern razor burns]

I go to Restaurants in Italy for steak with a lemon seer
And the best run facilities cater me and chefs appear
I pays to see the extra zero added to the number
Cause the rate I keep expensing meals has to be a hundred
Imagine being hungry with no cash to feed your stomach
While I can't believe it's butter cause I gotta lotta cream though
And I'm happily abundant so I'm walkin off ya weak throws
Intense brimming over like a tenth inning homer
I'm a fence swinging starter, you're a bench sitting poser
Feel my chest getting warmer cause my higher calling's stereo
Spit fireballs like Mario and fry you on the radio
Why you wanna play me, ho? I'm not to be meddled with
The iron palmed assailant so they call me the metal fist
So stop with your penmanship unless you want to be evidence
Because I'm bombing this thread to bits and leaving coffins to rest you in
I'm dropping an extra sick ranting for peepin
Because you're sopping in estrogen and your panties are bleedin

[2tripple0]

yo my rhymes are dope I got nothing left to say
you be found missing in your house for days
im always on top my rhymes keeping me high as fuck
you like a sitting duck your lines are filled with puck
must be a hockey player way I got ya gretzky
you packing a gat except your clip is empty
and you couldn't hit the target your lines are weak attempts
im tossing you like a coin so you best prey it lands on heads
cause my rhymes aint leaving a trail behind me
Im high all the time call me the crime rate in inner cities
and just like ancient civilizations they built near natural resources
and when I see a three course meal that means large proportions
this cypher dull im sick of dropping in the same place
and you getting buried with ya fam they all share the same grave
gonna end this in suspense like a thriller
timing is a killer its like verses with nothing but filler

[Mr. J]

Madman Gorilla, they had me in the HAZMAT, I killed ya
no specimens will conquest, yo back clapped I fill ya...
with nightmares, night terrors hiding in midnight air
this is blood shit, you like to hug shit when the twilight there
your limelight scarce I send associates for plots & backstory's
a few witnesses..the ovation just means I got people to clap for me
I'm past glory, past gory, the ink wet, she on my pad horny
I laugh...THAT story? Life's a bowl of candy to a diabetic
anyone want redemption here..tell em to go hide in the septic
kick a grand to the officer, about half of that to the medic
I ride when the suns low, watching as the darkness unfolds
taking aim at your department store & letting off a drum roll
I'm a mongol, a mongrel, a mogul, tomato, tomatoe, potato, patatoe
the type to choke beyonce with a halo
hey ohhhhh

[Mr. J]

Asparagus Razzmaaterrorist

Unbeknownst to me society had become a twisted reality in a portal of nonsense
awarded the mosh pit where you were sent to enter with contenders from armpits
babies, children remembered as 'mom's kids' what trivial ideas of accomplishment
I lost it, literally astonished in my expression to further pursue a metaphorical plot twist
pendulums, amulets, trinkets & certain devices, hundreds & hundreds of burdens..
Invited, if progress is change than the trade shall grow only in markets of merit
targets apparent, the wise & young, the old & middle aged are markers of parrots
true color transparent, rain on the parade & bring the rage of the blizzard
the mind evaporates & in a frenzy the chameleon begins to chase the lizard
sand dunes erase memories & the satellites channel into my favorite night of shits
i like to get....microchips...i like to get...pyro dip...I ike to get.....microchips

[2tripple0]

dropping ill I got nothing you recognize
you be like some chocolate eggs during easter time
yo im dope just trying to establish my stature
and just like a gesture im reaking from my textures
yo im dope you know you love my set ups
but people like you only interested in taking drugs
I got a dope rhyme I got nothing left life speaks for itself
and just like a saint im going to be something to aprihend
gonna end this like a suspence thriller u dying slowly
and just like estate agents im selling you some property

[Mr. J]

You'll deflate cheapskate,you making such a weak case
these days these lames get away with anything sheep say
eeee zay, my weekdays require robbing you for your keepsakes
paperwork & a briefcase
whatever the leads say complete fate at a deep range
freeway riding on these 8ths, this 5th a bottle of these grapes
you a complete fake, fetching cheesecake hoping to be safe
I take 3 days to shit on you & the 7th day to rest
I say it in jest, disrespect, god bless the dead I'm fresh
thorough & dressed for the occasion, I'm an analyst upset
I'm a jet, a plane, cargo, care package sent to Chicago
in your moms tahoe fuckin' that tall hoe, bravo, bravo
I encore with that cock flow

[Exis]

I is hot
you is not
so,
a luke warm tryna match this sky walkers brute force
chea...
you is not close
I hate you net folks,
panties get all wet over themselves like the next bloke
your just a fuckin' steppin' stone, towards a path that is jest & every head that's there accepts it yo.

[Mr. J]

I used to roll with Demi Lovato near a Tennessee McDonalds
which one? don't know! i bought laughing gas from a dentist in a bottle
he wasn't a genie when popped out but now he's picking up teeth
working on his smile for awhile we might as well give him a degree!
my password starts the word password followed by that past word...
I'm a fat nerd who eats backwards to avoid getting crumbs on my lap
I'm dumb like that, plus I like to play air guitar and drums on my lap
getting up like maaaan, I got a forefinger with a thumb on tight grasp
what the fuck frog, fuckity fuck dog, fuck off fuck log, I have tourettes
with a tank with turrets, a flamethrower deterrent, I'm determined..
you discouraged a tourist looking to rent, I'll purchase your head..
I know a guy who could use the insight & turn into purses of flesh
word...I hang out with butters-worth watching where I hop
don't mean to stirr up shit but I'm peeping where them lies drop
like eye drops or price stocks or die hard lifeguard mind art dime march hi gerd

[e11even]

pharamone whiskey... i'm fucking drunk.
this flippity simp is lipping off, but I touch her butt.
she slapped me but I caught the glint... she's sizing me up.
reclining in her sty, our eyes dance with a strut.
This house party is lame, we'd like to liven it up...
our favorite jam!!! her mom is watching, I shutter...
"Dance with her!" she says... if she only knew I wanted to fuck her.
She backs it up on me and I forget mom's there. I humped her.
This goes on for two songs... the party joins, the walls rupture...
We finish the song and we playfully kiss... but something is wrong.
I motion her to look at the walls... three holes the size of basketballs!!
Her mom laughs,"I grew up so sheltered... I wanna baila like ya'll!!"
In shock I smile... now i wanna hump her mom.

[CopyPat]

i am the cunning linguist, disaster with pens. the eye of the fuckin twister trashing your fence. the iron i buck is fifty thousand percent saliva from tongue when spitting hazardous phlegm. the casualty death toll numbers take a spike, when i casually wet flows and undertake the mic. i'll thunder bolt your verses with the force of tsunamis, cause i'm the one and only person with the fortitude probly

[Mr. J]

my half pound claps clowns then places them in the background. You hear that sound? the blat pow from the mac packs down more snow than a fat cow, I jam out to jam on it jam loud got a garden in a glass house full of weed that keeps me clowning like the repertoire most writers are obsessing for, i upset the floor for grounding these extra whores, yea you extra whores who havent swept before, wet the floor grab a mop pack the pot blat blat you shot you act a lot I collapse ya dawg I wrap ya thoughts in plastic rot, plastic wrap thats a fact you bastard ass you magnavox but word Im bored so bored that I cant wait for my next verse yea yea yea random thoughts yea yea random thoughts

[Dearg]

Welcome to the beginning of the end, wishing for a friend,
where demons pretending to descend, lifting from their sins.
Anyone lying to your face is fighting to escape,
fingers prying from the chains, crying at the gate.
Bloodied tears, stumbling fears over sunny years,
humbling peers with stunning cheers, bludgeoning sheers.
Nothing's clear except for the path of the devil,
as we clash with the rebels on glassy meadows.

[2tripple0]

I don't know much but I can flip the decks with ease
ill be spreading like cheese and like inflation constantly upheave
im dope with raps I love doing this shit for show
im like a fluid turning solid like how rain turns into snow
im dope 35 degrees farenheight that's close to freezing
your like a good book you cant stop yourself from reading
im dope too like the entire structure of your verse
since everyones welcome inside as if it was gods church
im dope Ive travelled the world and the seven seas
so I don't need to rap and hate when people attracting fleas
yo that comfort that comes with redundant wordplay
and like Shakespeare the world is a stage
were all just actors inside some insane comics symphony
and just like you buying property I lease this for money
you my alimony how dope it feel to be a distraction
im going to spit this like fire as if you were a dragon

[Mr. J]

Im Bilbo Baggins when them gym hos lappin
my power of invisibility make my intro graphic
I pen hope, tragedies based on lifes insanity's
erratic, Im hyperactive & reflect on perfection
.....in a vanity
when the cannon beast the temperature of bodies drop
its a party God, my regards are wrapped in a chamber
the wicked are endangered, I kick it with my anger
make declarations when my minds right
proceed education when the times right
in the hindsight...get your retinas checked...
get your eyes right
get my order better, get my fries right
maraschino cherry in a mai thai
when you see her you already know what them thighs like
allure in a glass slipper Im Magilla gorilla
the vanilla jalapeno muchacho sombrero
vermin killer from the urban subcivilia
my house in Virginia I swag with a pencil
Im mad but not upset with the consequential
I ride on a moped but honestly its just a rental

,

[DonaldSterlingMommasHerpe]

you bilbo baggins dildo faggots. you still don't hack it. i kill most rappers. with Ill ghost tactics. pills, dro and pilsner, still the most hammered.