THE OPEN MIC CYPHER

[Pharaohs Army]

the parchment which describes my destiny. is a farce. including the margins. why are you so guarded? pick my brain. for free. it's a bargain. no fees. no redundancies. you dumb emcees.. it's pretty evident i'm running on sober fumes. i'm so confused. remind me why i even wrote with you. if i battled normal? opponents would be so abused.. you're so imbued. with your holy books, and your code of rules. i have the Co-dex here. i'm going to hawk my Rolex-wears, and use the money to go around the world giving speeches about unimportant affairs, all while impaired. i knew you wouldn't care. that's why there's free cookies and orange juice- to go Around my dear. let's get started shall we? well first of all it appears you are retarded. so i will speak slowly and write in the margins. of the pamphlet, handout.. i edited, your destiny. in your future?- u Do not Mess with me. this is better for your life trajectory. secondly? i nit picked your master-piece. i'm not a dick; it's notabout nastiness. i'd like to see you climb. to your potential mastery.. it's not about rhymes; al-though they fascinate. my mere presence, will antiquate.. these average fakes. who can't get paid. unlike me. who charge a premium for my speech. oh wait. it's free.. no fees.

[Pharaohs Army]

Supyo- this is pharaoh, reporting live from ghosttown USA- open mic county,

that's basically, like the byline, lotta shit goin on here, as i look at the skyline, there's still a lotta facts to gather, a massive endeavor, luckily i have a mass-shooting template:
it's either a muslim fanatic or a Nutcase Madman, (either way - it's a blood bath), X number are dead, Y are wounded, Z is part of X, &Z is the confirmed shooter.
Would you like more Facts?, perhaps, we could look Towards, the "4th branch", yeah, look how respectable-they-act, look how diligent-they-vet, look how every single guest,, exudes a mode of tact, they must be experts, they don't emotionally react

i Am of course sarcastic, it's How i do my topics, what i meant to Say, is that the media - make me nauseous, but As your source reporter, i am Tasked to be the watchdog

shameless speculation, and baseless affirmations, this Seemsta be the Casenow - it's how i get my information

[Wise Wiggles]

Splinter shaving rhyming jubilee
Stirring up something supreme on my climate moody ring
My island's a stupid thing
It's built on all the desire illusions bring
It's the fire and blue and green
I'm tired, excruciating crucible a shaphire's exuberance
Idk, it's like, I work outside yet admire the cubicle..

[Mr. J]

I dwell on my sanity breaking through the vanity
extinguished reality with flame and proper channeling
a canidate for calamity blinded by use of dramamine
dope I mean, I keep a pend and pad close to me
I mean..totally I'm gonna stunt man like the car I'm totalling
Let the gash bleed openly, these stitches I sew complete..
Feeling like Tim Burton in the gym flirting with the women working...
on losing baby fat. the crazy cat. Lucifer is a lady that...
needs guidance tryna get a clear view I squeeze eyelids
I see crisis on a icy island. peep as I mighty mice it...
Mighty Mouse it. while y'all get Darkwing Duck to house sit
I weave the outfits that leave the weak surrounded
I need some ounces of weed that would leave me Auschwitz
Im the one they need...complete...announcement

[Void]

New utopia. Updated out dated data and coded a
cozier home for us. Where the fears and the phobias
disappear and there's only love. Where we wear no zirconias.
The masks are removed. Just imagine the views.
Detached from the acting. The practice of ruse.
It happened. Unfastened my habits to prove
myself to myself. It could happen to you.

[MMLP]

Originally Posted by Mr. J

I weave the outfits that leave the weak surrounded
I need some ounces of weed that would leave me Auschwitz
Im the one they need...complete...announcement

we hear sounds, each piece astoundingly fused
produced in surrounds of people bound in a queue
feet aground we in round in a loop
manoeuvred about, til bounce from the room
sneak around and clouded from view
we knew the amount by the ounces that moved
and found it was too late to get out of the dudes place
now we regroup and move out of the fumes
speeding down, were powering through
“man your slaughtered” randomly announced in pursuit
im ranting orders, backs at the wall as people round
and bang! out of the blue “mate, have this glass of water”

[Wise Wiggles]

Tragic sponsored catatonic catalog that's past evolving
Let's trash some authors that have a problem
When Wise writes the planet glows, high as angels, slowly
Painted by Michaelangelo and then my iris channel broke...

Gotta work lol

[Pharaohs Army]

writers

[Mr. J]

If its best to boast I'm better off left alone
I crept with chrome with any exit closed
infected host straight from Dr Jekyll's nose
turn writers to stepping stones, bless ya folks
No objections yo, I'm obsessive over huge breastes holmes
the hooligan dueling in human skin
When doom ascends I boost the stress
yada yada ya I smash the collection plate
peep the excess...great! I move the headless way

[Pharaohs Army]

instrumental - "a blaze in the sky"

[MMLP]

appreciate nature as now I see the patterns
free at last in a sea of grass
in years passing the roots were formed
a piece of land would lead a path
to the trees that’s planted many moons before
I release a gasp as my feet had sank
in the leaves that scattered. Some soon to fall
in the fields that our people bask
where creed is absent and beauty swarms
deceit is vanished and been replaced
with the seeds of grace which food is born
the wheat and maize complete a maze
with the scene romantic, the youth matures

[UnbornBuddha]

I just want to watch joker's last laugh at batman.
Secretly, I'm a madman who tapdances,
Vessel expansion, contracting cancer.
My mind become the devil's contraption
A temple of fascists.
I've etched my casket into my heart,
Call me old-fashioned.
You can't begin to fathom what my soul masking
Odin's paradise, Valhala, becomes my sanctum.
I'm an out of control carcass, a rogue artist
Selling adamantium in a gold market.
Trying to create a profit margin,
It's difficult when your conscious starting
To tell you - stop the bartering & money laundering.
I'm just a tarnished narcissist
Existentially questioning if the human heart exists.
Atomically feel my particles split
Just as I start to live more free spirited.
A self-redeemed lyricist,
Talking to demons while being innocent.
I'm a neoplastic synthesis, the worst of plagues.
I'm a walking war tragedy. I turn my shame
Inward because my own father burned my face.
Afraid of what I've learn to tame
I sit quietly with all the formless pain.
So visceral,
I've cut through my hepatic portal vein;
Bled out profusely before, I sewed the wound.
My soul a rune, a divinatory concept science can't ruin.
What I flow will bloom by how I'm describing the future.
The design of illusion is deciding your human
The fire I'm spewing is me channeling my desires and hubris.
I was tired of losing, so I caught Lucifer's eye.
Made a deal, years later I'm losing my sight
I see nuclear sky ruled by the mutant divine.
I got too many rhymes.

[asylum]

Yo, I’m brandishin flows from vast extensions, set sail and view perfection,
When I open my mind up wide, dive in dimensions of truth,
Or better yet, I’ll try’n and expose em in you.
I see the token abused, lost from the clues I’ve long known and assumed,
Aren’t far off a path I chose to pursue. I’m known to rebuke,
stone statues for bein deep into thought, lessons where our Earth’s sequence is taught,
throughout the ages, and I’m tryna channel it, dismantlin scrambled messages,
with eggs scrambled in my breakfast grits. Reppin the best of hits on my granite dishes,
These aint outlandish fables, this is real as it gets. Can ya feel it in the pit of ya stomach?
Deep in ya heart, when the speakers start beatin I’m startin to depart with heart and stark meaning,
Like catharsis is a frequent state I travel to, bang the gavel dude and judge it, I aint budgin.
Straight puffin. Stay subject when I grave rummage get your days duckets in my pay budget.
Stay fuckin. These wey muffins can’t rise, all filler, discard in trashs.. dig em out from the ashes
Thoughts lost in doubt are gold in the right hand, or on a mic stand.
I’m like damn, yeah. That’s real as it’s true. I got the realest view, you feel it to?
I know it’s fresh. Known to bless the chosen I step by when I wreck rhymes,
Let my text climb to the next highest peak, fuck that top shit.
I’m droppin caustic on the mid grade when I shift pages spliffs blazin!
Get my wits statement? All I grip slices like an ancient sword,
Sharp angles cut crevices, launchin mountains with leverage in my sacred form
Leavin pages worn when I spray a storm. Every single mother fucken day I’m warm.
Hittin a cold front, puffin an old blunt cuz I roll em too phat. Drop a joint back sun,
Lemme see where u at

[JESODIST]

Supernaturally Bound my friend this Site is not Dead,
Its partially stunned because we've delivered too many Strikes to the Head,
Whenever you need my Light Again I'll be waiting for you Right at the Bend,
earthquaking galaxies with the Might that we Send and thats just We playing Lie and Pretend
That we are both galactic warriors defending the universe and Will Fight to the End,
Netcees will love whatever we Write on a Trend,
But to you...Consider this heaven i'll give you a Taste of the Gloria
I mediate above a Blazing Emporia creating a verse that will Change the Historia,
Getting hate metaphorals Engraved in Memoria,
Extremely wild like the Surface of Crematoria covering your lives with Waves of Euphoria,
A monster that escaped from a Strange Sanatoria battling with dragons in a Flamed Auditoria,
I am reverent acclaimed in a Steeple of Phantasmagoria
This site is going through a strange but Evil Moratoria,
Pharoah's army constantly flowing sick like a mixer of Tiner Hematuria and Renal Glycosuria,
The Demon's Brother with Necrophilia getting Surgical don't even Bother with Anestesia,
victims wont remember anyhing like a Case of Powerful Amnesia,
this verse is an expensive topical considered Billion Dollar Memorabilia,
I spit infernos that dismember your Phase of Scarlatina,
Sacred Art explained in a Detailed Gravamina,
Am an Angel Praised Sonatina loosing opponents in connected Caves and Foramina,
Wanna break my heart? No Way Signorina!
You pretentious bartender go Make me a Margarita, better yet a Flaming Tequilla,
While I jot down lyrics on a Page of Paprika to fit Age and Criteria having Ancient spirits Yelling Eureka,
Doomed inspired Hellish Cheetahs in gloom and fiery Devilish Arenas feasting on the Belly of Zebras,
Claim to be a truth implier but you're Barely a Fetus
A hooker buyer well I am an Ace in Yeshiva all my Ladies are Divas with hair are like Cascading Verbenas..

[Pharaohs Army]

sorry i'm the only 1Here who recognizes Genius, i change daily-- switch from Writer's block to Messianic Readings. switch from depressive kid to Energetic Teachings.
and Styl-istic Theses. use the Cypher as a warmup. n Tear-these beats ta pieces.

I save my best writings for women when I'm baring all my feelings.

sometimes prodigies, just need a single Line, organize the Wilderness of their Mind when faced with multiple directions. a Lyrical Guide when the path bends, at intersections.
my Range is Such That I,
,don't depend on introspection.

My pen has been my blessing so I work on my inflection.

[JESODIST]

Work on your Inflection while we aiming to create a verse Close to Perfection awakening all the Souls in Connection,
Taking them on a trip to a Frozen Dimension, witness a Proven Ressurection where you will find that we are better than average up on the Closest Inspection,
Decoding Inventions for the Prevention of Cold Anniliation on a nation with a Maddened Clouded Perception
Got these amateurs writing lines Honed in Detention,
Tossing bombs got them Exploding in Sections,
I mortal descendant my tongue is electrifying with live Cords and Extensions,
Rapidly dispersing lightning Bolts causing Bones in the body Total Dissection,

[Void]

I'm never who I write about. For every mood; I write it down.
Each letter looms. It's like a cloud. I weather through this life without
the stresses you invite. I shroud my senses in fantasies.
Reality based snippets. No family. These are the limits of handling
what I'm given. I'm managing. Living through anarchy
you can't envision. I am asleep. It's prescriptions and it's weed.
It's the liquids. Why can't I think without missing. I'm canceling
Christmas. Dismantling anything that can get in or damage me.

[Pharaohs Army]

i lie on the couch with Numerous Feelings
wishing a publication would pay me for Humorous Readings
endlessly Battle, with tha Luridest Beings who can beat me in scrabble
-i Couldn't tell you the Reason
shattered my own Soul n i couldn't sell'im the pieces
we both display our language&Adaptability to the Master of Eden
who Practices on Weekends in Topical Seasons.
i am Entirely Responsible for Changes in Climate
&It is entirely possible to take me literally @my rhyming -the "most Rapidest"since Canibus quietly funding anonymous
trolling these Caliphates battling rappers n Giving Them Blows to the Stomach,
which tenderize prime Rib for when i Roast them in Ovens
Consulting with Cousins who re-lease Song by the Dozens
been "Brag-swagging" since the Stage of an Ovum;
a marketing team like Jova's
Converting money into Time
&Energy in to Light
an Un Believable Therapy for your Mind
with 2 entire characters to imbibe
Props for being Able to Actually Survive
i set Traps for u in dark forests which Result inThistle in your Eyes
(the most dangerous game)Voiding your entire Self because battling me require stealth
inermittent Check Ups for your Health
baFore your organs Culled.
Always here when you Call
my Repertoire Endless
Leaving smokers Breathless
Bionically Resurrecting
n Healing from All'v your Damage..
we r shunned Ambiguities
Enormous Anomalies
i learn from writer communities subconsciously
inCorporate my concepts in
solidify my Knowledge with
i give about "zero fucks" if u ThinkIDoThis obnoxiously

[MMLP]

the place where I was born and bred its wolves i rep
was always short in length so the urge to crawl
had served a cause til I learned to walk and crept
Furthermore I’d prefer to talk in jest
The Molineux, a church of war,
dad would guard and hold my hand
a heart of gold and black like the shirt I wore
Saturdays was for the men, they drank and drank
the commanding statue of Stanley Matthews
a rendezvous, our fans began to turn towards the steps
the manager chalked eleven but its Stevie Bull the legend
a scoring weapon at who scored at ease and torn defences
he stayed with his team not chasing the league
his team were places beneath. His course was ending
and he ended his playing career pained by the league he wouldn’t step in.

[Split Eight]

remember to sip/
glass in your hand/
clenched in your fist.
learn to let go, let live,
letters lured at behest of the pen
and in turn you've resented it since.
you spoke with such eloquent
thoughts, mi amor, synecdoche
enveloped in cloth, step between
the allure of seldom & sought.