THE OPEN MIC CYPHER

[Pharaohs Army]

I'm essentially the eighth wonder of the world.
I'd like to get the number for your girl..
My blazing speed, is even amazing, to me.
Some men just want to watch the world burn.
Those who brought him up, taught him, &raised him, know, that for him, it's just pretty straightforward, enjoyment.
Really pretty much, I just view myself as filling a niche.
I'm one of you tonight. Drinking some beers. Scratching that itch.
This is me. There's none of us -to pick between.

"Get it together."
Tomorrow's my better tomorrow.
I've stared straight into the eyes of an empathetic health care worker, and realize, there is hope.. for this species.
I'm not even rhyming anymore.
I'm that "disaffected".

Quotes are for respect.
If Not?, I'd make it Obvious.

I'd love to be handed a lump sum of money and do a ton of drugs. That'd be funny.

As I maintain a steady intake of alcohol
I find that my synapses seem to be firing less efficiently.
So unfortunately for "emcee", I'm writing less proficiently.
And if provoked, one more time by this "Jesodist anomaly", I could Still multi-syllabically
assault 'till there's casualties.
turn saline water into Fresh Drinking like Sim City's.
i'm good at both mathematics and language,(left&right brained),
and I use this powers to put myself in good positions, in no limit holdem hands- i should Go To Sin City..
fuck man, i remember a Tripped Out Movie, 'bout a girl from Cincinnati.
........................for real Young Kids- i bet itwas kinda scary.

[Mr. J]

Fellow companions rambling in the wrong department, lots of smart shit
nah its retarded, got me twisted by the harmless dividing into more small shit
do I worry about the allotment, stay positive, or discuss why I've become nauseous
its obnoxious, biddy bom bom kid, I swing with the ability to send you rocking...
Im walking to the point I start jogging, build up speed in my literary rocket.
we have lift off bitch, to the galaxy getting engulfed in the black holes orbit
portion by portion everyone slowly starts dissolving thats living at only a stars risk
hit warp speed on my star ship & travel through time to continue the hourly harvest
pardon me Im a martian, evolving at a faster rate than the squiggly star fish
got a grill sitting on the balcony of my apartment, getting ready for this hot shit
after Im done with you little piggies then its to market, to market, to buy a fat pig

[Pharaohs Army]

you incorrigible novice- did u think u could swim with sharks?,
been known to defeat rappers before the battle starts,
followed by a gracious hug. and permission to write epitaph if their grave unmarked.
not amused,by your weekend musings; your weak-ass music,
tehehehe, "my pretty", i find witch-craft useful,
for interrupting meditations while u studying energy fluctuations,
soon u be the posterboy for spontaneous internal combustion cases..
a paradox, riding on my enemies while providing water for 3rd world nations

..causing you ruinous damage; ravaging your stupidest banter,
i'm the kind of guy who would start a bidding war if knew the cure for cancer,
i've asked you so many questions and you haven't provide an answer,
tiny dancer. you libelous slimy necromancer!
yo, with my gift-for-gab, we could go tit for tat- u could call me a "rhyming santa",
with Much Ease, my talent seem to increase,
as i calculate the Kilojoules It Takes these rookies to contemplate syllables

..i generate pulsating binaural sounds; repairing your aura so u can sleep sound
(you can thank me later),
as i duly pay my respects
iremind u i'm a tad greater,
rhyme battles i crack craniums; i'm that radiant,
"freedom for your Soul",but you're not readyyet,
here's a topic, i hand crayons, to dumb idiots,
i weave secrets in my threads like strong filaments,,

[Vulgar]

Notes...


The way I purge is crucial to the movement

The apple of my eye wasn't filled with pineneedles

Like a Conehead had the potential to shape collective destiny

Type in "AUTODESTRUCT" into your cell phone, and start an explosive meme

You're a sacrificial lamb... keep in mind, you can't be alive
industrial slaughterhouse showers give a whole new meaning to the phrase
"machine washing, animal hides"

A true warlord doesn't believe in a god, because hell is in the palm of his hands, and he plays with it willingly...

the trickle down economics of Niagara recessions

and I'm in a class of my own if you count metaphysical fitness

You'll scream "fuck!" when you see me, and so will the mortician when he sees how your body has been strewn about

the ghosts in the corridor just needed a place to gossip

I petrify water thenstead of purifying ... it lasts longer when it's frozen

[Mr. J]

Shopping List:

An automatic page that indents, pack of paper towels, Windex
I dropped the group at 6 steps, a 6 pack with Newport cigarettes
I slip in the mess left by the bitch in the 6th aisle
next to the ethnic foods a earshot from the fish isle
I grab a party pack of chocolates, about 6 piles...
next is the butcher, intercom spotter clean up aisle 6...
I smile shiiit, I slip by again just to bring the ruckus
inquire where I could find the chicken wings & subs quick!
I mean posthaste I found the closest to the door in the slow lane
a ravaging of throwaways this is going to make me so late
ok jose I know this might take the whole day but come on....
oley
listen to my iPod, coldplay, its 80 out but today is a cold day
got a link to the past so thats how we start to roleplay
not a soldier that can beat out my missionary Gi Joe game....



what?

[10 Senses]

hmmm....

I'm just a man with a drum, making noise just becuz
I don't give a fuck, unless its a slut with a nice butt
when I come, I'm the man with the gun demanding the funds
I'll take all your bread... even the crumbs
And don't get slick with your tounge, Ill make you wrap it around a snub
JeeeZus knows what we do for fun, G's up hoes down nothin much to discuss
approach us sideways the chrome will bust, catch you while you heading home on a bus
broad day light don't mean shit to a thug, bang bang nobody wont say it was us
Cuz where I'm from, there isn't much love
just negative energy over our heads like dark clouds above
humbled down by blunts, and heavy liquor in our cups
our life outcome is usually handled by a racist judge
ashes to ashes dust to dust, you'll be lucky if you even die a free bumb
snitches goes in ditches underneath a tree trunk
hoes die of a disease that makes their meat funk
And real niggaz go out in shoot outs never in police cuffs...
As for me, I'll be next to Gods son
thats why I always pray and ask for forgive-nuss
Bad deeds wash away like murder scene clean ups
I'm forever married to the game, no need for prenumps

- Somethin lite

[Mr. J]

Forgotten technique founded where the Gods & dead meet
I’m lost in the week, presently pleasant, Oxymoronic relief
I dance in the stream; I dance in my dream. Grasping defeat…
On the branch of a tree, my soul settles in the Alaskan ravines
Basking in weed, excuse me as I start to emasculate the weak
I’m slappin you sheep for the red hood & your basket of treats
Down where the basilisks breed the mirror is laughing at me
I battle my greed but cant, this love has enchanted my needs
I’m humanities leap from the deepest sink hole, that ravaging beast.
With the gnash of his teeth he could devour the last of the east
Machine guns’ blastin the beach, as the town abandons the streets
Time does the damaging deed but that just mechanics the machine
Keeps you unbalanced at least until you get battered & leaned.
As the chapter proceeds the task is met but you can’t even retreat
Look at all you managed to be as the youth become the act you repeat
Scattered by cheap dreams & cheat sheets from satellite leak feeds
The vision is conquest but you only focus matter on these weak leads

[JESODIST]

I Excede Speeds that make them Seem Bleak till these Emcees Bleeds,
Arrange them in line like some Neat Beads,
A person's mentality is shaped by what He Reads,
In books or whatever experience he's Going its True,
They haven't constructed a dam that stops us when we Flowing Through,
Like a nonstoppable never ending Black Hole devouring Everything in its Path,
You know you can't win yet you Persist on being a Menace of this Wrath,
You need your parrots to Deliver your Message Across,
Cause you know we be feeding you food that turns your Appendage into Sauce
Against me the only thing you should be Expecting is a Loss,
I am Directing like a Boss, the reason for the Unexpected Lost was Directed as your Fault,
Owning whatever treasure you Inspected in the Vault,
Your body gets Dissected in this Gauntlet, In half as it was Erected like a Pamphlet,
Spreaded like a Blanquette, Cemented like a Carpet,
Properlly Inspected like a Banquet by the Highest of the Fascist,
The chance of defeating me is like Climbing to the Furthest when it comes to Rhyming I am the Fastest,
Face it my Lines are just the Smartest dialogue you are Bound to Read and Follow,
Today is history now we are about to Seak Tomorrow,
You either a leader in this time see or you are a scout that Lead and Follow,
When you do not prevail sometimes all you Feel is Sorrow,
You loose contact with reality everyday when All your Feelings Borrowed,
Astray in the way when The road you Seek is Narrow,
Enchant a simplistic grimy Dummy with my Wands
then happily chant with all the printed Money in my Hands,
This thing comes easy to the Possessor of the Fame,
Teach recruits like a Professor in the Game,
The Dispenser of Flame will leave Endeavours in Shame after firing from the Nebakanesser in the Plains,
Because all they are is Suppressors with a Name thats fable Oppressors with the Blame,
Confessor of the Same bringing nothing New to the Table only Obsession that is Lame,
Not annalizing the situation correctly their Receptors are to Blame,
I don't believe their statements like an Objector to the Case these Letters are an Interceptor in the Case bringing Several Displays of Verbal Raids with Splendor you can Taste...

[Pharaohs Army]

anyone who inspire the pharaoh is a SOMEONE at any point in life i can be Summoned a thousand points of light despite my Problems i blur the space Between Words
Fold Time usurp worlds
...i encourage you to enjoy, nay become drunk, on the power you hold...

the internet is an observatory for when black holes collide,
denzel said'e "winnin anyway", so i enjoy this black hole of life,
i grab hold of strife, troubleshooting internal problems, with a rusty knife,
i've learned to just be kind.
i designed, the carefully calibrated earthly instruments which measure gravitational ripples (,thinkwe should Say this1 quicker),
laser incisions with amazing precision when your student become a resource of training n wisdom,
listen.
ahm a counselor wit no ulterior motives - mesmerizing with hypnosis, I suspect paranoia,
memorizing the diagnostic and statistical manual of mental disorders.. (,think we should Say this1 slower),
i jokingly cavort with your cadaver skeleton; reinforcing your rib cage with a slab of gelatin,
stam-pede your troop with a herd of savage elephants
impeding your progress; i eclipse whi you studying sunsets,
the only Canibus song i like is the Guest-appearance with Dead Prez about firing gunclips,

(i Have to be honest this come second nature because i'm damaged n loveless,
my feelings r on loan. i'll Pay u to Take them on sunday)

[Mr. J]

They call me wacky doodle walking with a pack of noodles
I like to stack my strudels as the break into a splash of voodoo
Snatching snacks & youthful elixirs that help patch my loose screw
No one moves like my shoes do straight out of their own goof troop
I stand 7 meters with my jeans that stash 7 heaters
It’s been several leap years before I get beat here
The methodical chronicles of living life diabolical
My monocle couldn’t help my optical take a shot at you
Clean cut king stuff with assassination on my dream bud
If you bring up any obscene trust you can get the kings club…
I bash the skull of the bastards null to my enraptured dull
What…I don’t give a rats shoelace about you or your views mayne
Im a cuticle away from what a rubix cube will do to you
Im a fool its true but don’t act like this is any new to you
It takes a ticking time bomb to really try and tick my mind off
Take a dip in my thoughts & drown under the eclipse I brought
Let the water rush & whisk you away to where 2 out of every 2 find God

[Pharaohs Army]

accidental post. it had to go.

[Mr. J]

This calamity is bastardly I got to laugh at a man hiding in women’s anatomy
Whoever is challenging can get a plastic feed tube down their throat channeling
I’ll slap an amputee with the hands you need to click, clasp & grab your tea
I like my sandwich free shaken from the planets green growing sandwich tree
I’ll make milk duds out of your family then lay lavishly on top of a canopy.
Dammit he so illllll, dammit he so niiiiiice, dammit I got a piece I need to write.
But tonight Im going to be doing that whole thing where I have to socialize
And that is something that becomes really hard for me to vocaliiiiiiize…
Yo….Im nice, I shed the skin from the deadest limb & become fresh as shit
I make my scepter glisten with the abra cadabra your man is bananas
A bagful of bad grammar mixed with shit that will easily smack ya mans up
I have a can of spam canned up ready to be melted on the frying pan man cub
These are the bear necessities to get your day straight before you vacate
The unnecessary evils that live deep in people thinking they close to equals
Please you a watered down sugar cube waiting to take a dip in caffeine sucre
Im just tryna get out these list of random thoughts theres more to be seen today

[UnbornBuddha]

What are you two old men bickering about?
Whether the weather in the winter causes gout?
Keep the curiosity strong and let's figure it out
Navigate the trenches without our ego around.
Poor thing! I'm not denouncing you.
I just wish you never whisper a sound
Let the soul of the river just drown!
The kindling flame of the living devout--
Who've been sitting around goes out
In the moment of kidding around, we figure it out.
But, nothing changed, we're still in misery's crowd,
A dark shadow, whose allegory pisses you off.
We have two ears, one mouth, we must listen a lot
Or how else will we be able to hear our spiritual flaws.
The demons of God have you kneeling in awe
It's the ritual of love. The visuals we love
The pictures of us while drenched in literal blood.
The physical laws governing us consider them with serious thought.
Most theories revolve about our need to evolve,
Creatures who flux between evil and love.
The underlying drive is our favorite hero's applause.
Existential crisis what a load of quasi-nonsense.
Abandon light just to explore my shadow's conscious
Society's magical contents is a fabric of our depth.
The need to cleanse this vile apparition is a desirous addiction.
The fires of ambition propel our being's vibrant condition.
Anyhow, I possess multiple styles of volition
Each to break free from the binds and constrictions.
This breaking free doesn't require religion
In fact, anarchy is the vision for our Utopian release.
I'm a walking corpse of disease,
But my self-esteem is so high even the Lord isn't holier than me.
It's the principle really, like what underlies the order of thieves,
A free and easy wanderer living by disorderly means
Quantum leap through endless chiliocosms reborn so bleak.
Landing in immortality's reef, where floating quarks are seen.
In short, the kind of defeat I'll pummel you with is sort of for free.

[UnbornBuddha]

Abducted soul, trying to recover it by reading a Rust Cohle knowledge scroll. Corrupted soul, trying to purify it by letting the conscious grow. Covered in darkness reciting monstrous tomes. Let my obscure words surge through your weak being. Akin to how Mozart sonnet's nourish me deeply. My endeavor for greatness encourages me weekly to outperform for the sake of it. I once kissed Satan's lips just to escape sin. Let the matrix of everything you know eclipse, the voyage back into the soulless abyss, even hellish beings know the cold exists. Who else do you know that can flow like this? My creative process is outright ridiculous. An antihero who has made darkness question light's significance. I am a walking paradox, banishing pharisees into the tesseract, known to all deities as the the terror box. Plucking your stagnation as I nuke you with cosmic radiation, the divine fire sedating your chronic inflammation; the rampant pain that savages crave. Don't you SEE, this is nothing but a language game, where I lay the foundation for both our madness to stay trapped at bay. I've lost the gaze to pierce into the spectrum you hide from others. It isn't true only the blinded suffer, just look at me; my smile poisoned by my crooked teeth-- Behold the imperfect sequence! Just like the sandman I come to every person sleeping, sprinkling into their crown the subservient meaning because after all they are just servants dreaming. They've yet to transcend their rank, they've yet to listen to the demented man, the seer that oversees our endless match; back and forth bouts where we aim a barrage of our weapons wrath's to prove to each other inherent worth. But, all we get is blanks, because our intent is not to hurt but purge. A shedding of our life source , serpent hearts originally sent for war. Alas, our rivalry has become the perfect course to find what we are each individually searching for. We have both learn to turn when the spiraling stairway of life veers off base. Only a child can hear God play, so rejoice and let the kid in you live anew. With the truth I speak on why the false must be listened to. I am like you, flesh that quivers too. Believe it or not, this sentinel's organs bleed. Yet I don't cry, a case of sentient dormancy. Not because it's not "man enough", after all even immortals weep and I-- am just a mortal being. I don't weep because I have seen what soldiers see when they are close to death. The provence that cloned my flesh and molded my skeleton into this ornamental form. Thinking back to my birth is such a mental chore, but its the one solace where splendor is pleasurable. So, don't ask me to measure you, when I'll rather pluck an angel's feathers nude; leave the wings bare to see them function bare bone. I'm aiming to convey something unknown, but with this task comes nothing but code. Let the monsters in your conscious unfold, repressing them is why they have taken hold. Your worry about breaking character is why you waste your clothes trying to disguise an already naked soul. Get sucked into the vacuum of a black hole, and make room for this battle. Truth of the matter is that I've always assumed you're the master. I'm but the pupil, who also is the lunatic asshole of this relationship. You love me? don't say such things. Love is a sailing ship back into the chaos of Bermuda's triangle, where you can stare into Lucifer's canthus, its void spewing nuclear cancer. The experiment we call death is just God trying to make humans live longer. I'm this universe's wanderer, walking along the passage of time, asking for a ride, as the whim of matter drags me aside, having me returning back to climbing the ladder of life-- an elaborate crime. I don't want to be divine, I just want to ride the saddle and die. Letting my mana just crystalize into whatever form is desired by whatever thing wishes life.

[Mr. J]

I would choose to calm down bro, the combo thrown would knock a snot nose afloat, where an infinite amount of realities & stars will roam, I can get loco too, I coast & cruise through the folks with views searching for that hopeful truth, I boast then bruise a collarbone so holler Holmes, I kick shit like a delinquent sinking into a dip stick full of battery acid. your insanity plastic with your anatomy backwards Im the happening after the Happening happened...let me get a dollar yo, could we swap our phones, mine is tapped...no one needs a stalker yo. I deposit 50 into your account I bounce & you bounce, thats the standard amount to fiend yo, swiping sugar out of the tea bowl I see saw on the seeds sown, than ball it up like ya boy chillin in Reno lookin Al Pacino with cats Filipino livin a fuckin dream...whoa I feel like I need chemo when my steams low...how am I gon flick a bean in this heat....whoa....I fainted on the concept remaining with meaningless progress seeing these concepts is like seizin the process defeatin this hot shit what else can I see in the cockpit you steamin piece of dog shit comin through like blah blah, BITCH, I eat where your talking! someone get me a nwopkin someone get me nwopkin whose that rappin on the door of this apartment....

[JESODIST]

Once Again I am called uponto put a Trance in them,
Their post is as useless as a rock What I Drop is Gems,
Ressurecting The Sibling of Paragus when Thinking these Parables,
That make these Stinking Cannibal Vanish in the Mist of the Catacombs,
Spared your Life many Times but now its time to Clip your Wings,
They get burt by the Ether he Brings through the Deadliest rhymes get you Eaten in Rings,
Have you resembling a lifeless puppet after Ripping your Strings,
Royal blood Living with Kings, Searching the Limits of Power,
Preacher of the Divine Orders with a Speaker in a Right Mollar,
but Why the fuck would i wanna Fight my Brother?
Your style Reaks and its Sour, Mine is higher than Ceilings of Towers,
Beneat Flowers Like a Stream it moves Forward,
Intense training speed rate of Breathing Lowered,
Took an oath to no longer let myself be Deceived by these Cowards,
Evil spirits Released from the Chakras to Feast on your Carcass,
Have you laying on the Streets like some Cartas, While you get Beat with Maracas,
I am busy shooting a Scene in Caracas Enjoying the view from the Beach and Palapas,
I Know what you are Thinking, can get you out of that Hole where you're Sinking,
A formless entity Facing it is Right Suicidal,
The Torments Intensity will Drop this Rival like the Shot from the Rifle,
Swing thor Hammer and start Smashing his Title,j
Shooting Rockets at the stupid maggots for thinking they Sly like some Cockspit,
Suddenly mashin the brakes to watch them fly Through the Cockpit,
I change moods fast like the Incredible Hulk,
Thinks he is the new boss but He is just Edible Bulk,
Quick with the Spears,They find my enemies Reaking I Fear,
Choking in blood Leaking from Ears broken Like they were Gripped by a Bear,
My style focuses mainly on Viciousness and Tenacity,
Provoke me and find out the Seriousness of Fatality,
A win against me is The sum of Deliriousness and Insanity,
Squeamish Bug Think you are a Thug, But that will all change when I start Drinking your Blood,
Walking over you like you are Simply a Rug, because you saw the homeless and refused to Give him A Hug,
Voodoo your Henchmen with Power Limits that are Endless,
tattooing emblems of Lucifer himself The kid is Restless,
Draining the Liquid Essence of these Frigid Peasans, before they gets a chance to Spit a Sentence,
Screem Relentless getting Ripped like Presents bagged up by a Team that Wreckless,
Sick demented Yakuza style that Leave him Headless,
I been busy conquering galaxies and Wandering in Space,
Instead of murdering your fallacies and Splattering your Face,
Heartless Mages Marked by Hades bind and Harness the Rages,
Performing like a master in the Darkest of Stages,
Hundreds of Hunnies Falling after all the courting and Funny Talking,
A ghost walking Swiming in Seas Under the Sun and Dancing,
But Really Its all about the Money Stocking...

[Pharaohs Army]

my Impeccable Instincts tell me to check what these Messengers Bring-me.
what 've you brought for the Draculas Drinking?
was it be-cause i Seemed Lonely?
vanish&poof you Wretched Wolf i'm not fooled by your Sheep's Clothing.
(u deceive NO one)
i Figured you as Psychic; so why should i even tell you i have a Fissure in my Psyche?,
ya'lls creative process- nothing more than Being miserable n Whiny..
mere Virgins ta this Cypher;
Trying to Discern what i Decipher
as writers, your vague observations prompt readers to retire.
in Thirty Seconds i purge my sadness,
then use my magic,
to biologically transform u, into a "lower being" 2alleviate Madness..
but i'm no Jain; you might get trampled
i'm sort of classic- i'm Not 2chainz; u might get sampled.
...i'm a lyrical particle accelerator,
trapping your soul in an elevator.
ask me my goals?
'n i'll tellya later.

[Pharaohs Army]

even With My Average Songs,
i "disappear" u All like Gravity bongs,
freestyles, mask the talent, i've had all along,
yall some sick twisted bitches breaking noobies spirits in discussion,
yet it's been months since you write to percussion,
which is okay. because it's likely disgusting.
i hug broken children
who've bin blindly insulted,
and kindly instruct them.
........."wising them up", [lol]
they can Trust in my Spirit,
in return they can console-me, as i wish to drop Dead like Justice scalia.
my powers of induction tell me that you've wasted, enough of your evening.
me too? well I was just leaving.
and believe me. I have my reasons.
my mental Rapidlychange like the seasons.

i tacitly thank you all for leaving me to my own devices.
i Know i can be So Divisive.
do not encourage me. just sip your soda,with-alltha ice innit.
i've Bought the right, for Shit-Talk. it's part of my license.
i've watch too much HBO, and manufactured meth- &particles of ricin.
how Dare U Charge me!, for your cyphers,

i flip a nickel to my homeless master.
his home was captured by the pharaoh 'n his Boyhood tantrums.
these anarchist jokers, taunting reformed buddhistBatman.
these spanish yokels, haunting my dreams, with unconventional tactics

[Mr. J]

Your debt to love gonna leave you laying in that blue blazer
one hit will knock you off that tight rope, bye bye Lou Bega
I roll on slight motivation & roast a bowl from another 2 acres
wood stove wouldn't catch flame if your rhymes were old newspaper...
pen catastrophes to alternate realities on a visionary conquest
all that & a can of beans for the bantering anywhere we progress
then we share concepts of vanity twisted in a wise rambling...
whats happening...worlds collide this is where the perfect reside
immersed in this pride with inertia in mind for a hermits reprise
reversing the time it took working this life into a twirling device
every uncertainty cries in what you perfectly pride & concern as a life...
your face observed in the light would make the likes of Ron Perlman cry
lost in the curvature of time through the portal of the murderous eye
the serpent is blind...squirting your sight & drifting in the milky way
you kill me, hey, this is a shit job for you when you live the filthy way
what the hill he say? I dont really give a funky piano
you the bitch tugging this wood for that touchy apple
the fuck you manual....brought to you by some guy on a blunt

[JESODIST]

Hello they call me 10 Senses, Texting Wreckless,
I make life in Deaths Presence, The santa of rap but don't Expect any Presents,
Creat a new reality when Directiñg the Essence,
Temp my empress and I leave everybody on the Set Headless,
There is no stopping the madness pouring overwhoever is Next on the Hit list,
Not what you enoned You should have Expected This,
Users want to see me reppin the abyss in wretched piss Wrecked to Bits,
Inflating Pride and Wisdom that will eventually Divide the Kingdom,
The heat expelled will be Frying this Whack lil Cunt,
Act like a Punk Trynna land the big one but all he Caught was a Grunt,
You are no savage challenger you get Dropped with a Punch,
Just a average amateur Eating Garbage for Lunch,
Haunting Individuals From the depths of hell where i Breed the Reaper
Breathing the Reafer then Implant subliminals Deep in your Cerebral,
Producing Symphonies unequalled Simply for the People,
You think this battle will benefit you but Really its just Evil,
Claimed you are killer now Prepare for a Wizard Abduction,
A Demon of Destruction making a Living in Corruption,
Unleashing Blizzards and Explosions freeze to death all these Peons in Obstruction,
Who need to make multiple account just to Keep Up with Discussions,
Unpunished crimes Have yet to See the Reprocusions,
Satanic telepathic Communication with unseen energies after Two Inhalations,
Confusing Tactics of Elimination, The Fruit of Creation Polluting an already Entombed Nation,
Dissobey my commands and face Ruin and Condemnation in a Route for Extermination,
On this battle that is nothing less than Darkness against light thats the Truest Obervaion,
Claim you are a Goon of Devastation but your biggest charged is Public Urination,
Think you are above the law but I got You on Observation,
Ready to judge after a lesson on the Truest Descrimination,
My flow reveals these hot rappers I am the Coolest in the Congregation,
Obtusing the Relation Caz they were bound to believing in Rules and Limitations,
The pooled population Confused in this Millennium,
With these few revelations Oozing through the Cranium,
Teaching you to Follow the Rules inscribed and Never Fail Them,
Because All you do is receives Boos inside the Nether Stadium,
You missed me? Siblings I am at Home,
We live inside your Bones, kinging in the Thrones,
The biggest mistake you did is Believing I am a Clone,
So we Rippin through your Dome faster than bullets that Spit from the Chrome,
The crudest of technicians Persuing a Mission to Out Do the Competition,
You are suddenly Muted in Submission Screwed by your Decisions,
Trapped in Illusions by Magician with Contusion as Addition...