THE OPEN MIC CYPHER

[Mr. J]

those words are amazing but they better in my clutch
I wear a cashmere sweater & carry a wide lint brush.
swift with an assassin blade while I give my back a shave
back in the day I used wear JNCO & looked like a sasquatch
but now I make a living looking Will Smithish from Hancock
you can play in my sandbox & get robbed by your online friends
a kick to the head will cause you twist into a hogtied limb
past 12 its a mogwai trend to wear green suits & eat baked goods
no telling where they get these ideas from, calling James Woods
sizzle like a steak would, bounce like the jelly inside cake should...
I raise foots with the value of approaching the floor with soul
you can get your kicks running this shit when boredom shows
I make the silliest concept dip it in hot shit, get a whiff of this Watson
you can get it from the tip of my Johnson, magical assistance in progress
proceed with caution, theres a horse in the sky...
the cow jumped over the moon, one sentence is a lie
proceed with the question before I decide to comply
why...why does the mouse run down & a regular pace
where is the cheese inside of that secular maze...
the toast is better with eggs at a veterans pace
I salute the troop that delivered juice with this cinnamon glaze
penguin, pelican, repulican, obsidian, michelin suade

[UnbornBuddha]

I've come to find what's demonic follows light.
At first, this revelation left my conscious horrified
Until I acclimated by letting its contents override-
All of mine. Feels like I'm on overdrive,
Over time, I start to suffer by-
Becoming the sanctuary where the monsters hide.
When did I eschew my humanness,
And become this monstrous prototype?
Perhaps, in my embryonic time where I depended on my mother's life.
Agonized by the thought of her homicide,
My tumultuous mind caused the apocalypse to multiply.
Divine soul of mine, why have you allowed this unholy crime?
With nowhere to go I went ahead and cauterized my eyes,
This side of blind is maddening.
Earth shattering timeless patterning where atoms split;
Oppenheimer imaginings where no Japan exists.
We're the sum of an outdated mathematic myth,
Which is what we use to calculate half our shit.
Essentially, we're fragmented beings embedding craftiness
Just to have a comforting sense of happiness. Synthetic flashiness.
Can you fathom the incredible massiveness of what will we develop after this?
Let the incredulous answer this, and let it become their sentimental masterpiece.
Cemented forever as the key into the gateway of their mental agony.
The relief we are all looking for does not share our anatomy.
I present you despair and tragedy so you can wear it happily.
If not, how will you welcome death into your inherent family?
After all, your juice is running out, & no one runs on an eternal battery.

[Mr. J]

The left side is ***kling the right side practices anger management
The tongue became so blasphemous God showed me what cancer is
sometimes I run rampant with a squad of goons from Los Angeles
find us between New York & Canada importing the finest cannabis
working on our calculus while funding a war fought in vane. its glamorous
when I shed skin I dead lift your body weight times 400 emperor penguins
these shots sent in are a depressant when a arm & leg are leverage
the stewardess spilt my beverage & her sentiment went with no parachute
sometimes I'm in Paris too, stocking perishables in a new pair of shoes
at the Hilton smelling terrible...a coke line and about 40 karats & juice.
Looking like Diddy with Chappelles show around the urinal I'm well known
I spit at Moses with his velcro 100 dollar slippers he bought from hells sto'
Hells store? Helllllll no....Hells sto' I wear jeans without a belt yo
got McDonalds on speed dial on my cellphone....that flow got felt yo...

[Pharaohs Army]

Originally Posted by Godcomplex

I've come to find what's demonic follows light.
At first, this revelation left my conscious horrified
Until I acclimated by letting its contents override-
All of mine. Feels like I'm on overdrive,
Over time, I start to suffer by-
Becoming the sanctuary where the monsters hide.
When did I eschew my humanness,
And become this monstrous prototype?
Perhaps, in my embryonic time where I depended on my mother's life.
Agonized by the thought of her homicide,
My tumultuous mind caused the apocalypse to multiply.
Divine soul of mine, why have you allowed this unholy crime?
With nowhere to go I went ahead and cauterized my eyes,
This side of blind is maddening.
Earth shattering timeless patterning where atoms split;
Oppenheimer imaginings where no Japan exists.
We're the sum of an outdated mathematic myth,
Which is what we use to calculate half our shit.
Essentially, we're fragmented beings embedding craftiness
Just to have a comforting sense of happiness. Synthetic flashiness.
Can you fathom the incredible massiveness of what will we develop after this?
Let the incredulous answer this, and let it become their sentimental masterpiece.
Cemented forever as the key into the gateway of their mental agony.
The relief we are all looking for does not share our anatomy.
I present you despair and tragedy so you can wear it happily.
If not, how will you welcome death into your inherent family?
After all, your juice is running out, & no one runs on an eternal battery.

writers

[Detriment]

I'm,



Crossing the line, just tossing the swine to define

the bossy design, I've put in the time, intertwined

and cemented rhymes into my demented mind

I betchu will find an extended vine of schemes

I'm in my prime it seems, if you combine the dreams

I find it's deemed a bit of a crime aligned with demons

the sign's are breathin so look behind you, scenic

route's will blind you, meaning, shout the devine truth

and the phoenix flew to remind you karmas times two

[Mr. J]

I follow the blind truth that depends on survival
tell me what lies do to a bond you & your rival
what is it worth child..my ability use the forth eye
with a third eye relevant I debilitate you with foresight
my flow course like the end to a very high cliff
the ledge ends where I spit...get your tides split
carry that corpse like the fish that spawn upstream
you fuck tweet, duck feet waddling at me like..fuck me?
get fucked by the cutlery, snot noses bury their sickness
barely attentive, get strung up & parry with Hendrix...
carry a pendant, say a prayer for these bloodsuckers
come get heartbroken & buried in the mud fucker.
I bury a spud cutter, nutty nutter-butter inhaling the allergens
I ran into a fence enamored on gin, hammered again.
get your damn hands off me youll get splattered again
shattered & then wrapped up in antimatter depends
well that matter depends on your inadequate defense
I scatter ashes in the wind for the befallen with a strawberry cough
what a train-wreck from the weak and the voluntary loss
social commentary blah, turn the volume up on my holiday cost
modern day cross in polka berry dots, I spree hope on a weighed cause...
Modern James Bond...I get high off a couple ounces & such & such
eating munch & crunch fucking something up when the buttons punched
what the fuck this is fun as fuck so fucking what you motherfuckin what the fuck
chew wubba but dont chew wubba butt hahaha Im a lumox bruh
code name coming up on the upper cut with the low to right b...
I send this flame out with it swirling beside me...

[2tripple0]

I know you think I'm whack like a history class since im all about facts
sleeping upside down in a cave like bats
This a rough patch stab you with no knife
You be as confused as someone supporting pro life
Without you or like u2 someone always with you
I'm getting emotional pass the tissue I'm warm inside like igloos
Just like the native Americans you need reservations
Tried to be clear with my text so you don't need no explanation
You think your I'll but I got news for you buster
Only reason your alive cuz ya daddy wasn't wearing a rubber
Go throw your life in the gutter and you ain't quick so don't act like butter
Gotta shutter since you ain't a cafe still drink a cupper
Fuck it ya taste so indirect I lost my direction
I'm like Alexander Graham bell full of inventions
Gotta end this quick call me a suspense thriller
Ain't no killer still crave that jungle as if I was a guerilla

[Mr. J]

got throwaways that no one could conquest
they live in the villas where I choose to spawn fresh
twisted with bob-bomb heads, you dog meat
soaked up in hog grease, flambeed in some hot heat
this is origami, with tall tales built off of hashish
your lady gaga over paparazzi & electro pop beats
buy a jacket at half price & score down at the swap meet
I deliver it calmly, attentive with a high percentage of call me
you deliver it sloppy, trippin when your delivery in the hot seat
oh golly gee pardon me mr monopoly Im movin pieces so jauntily
you roll at the sausage feast looking for a squandered treat
when you step up to involuntary backlash then holler please
further apologies to the comedy of rolling up like Madonna feet
or primadonnas green to the road that they vanquished on
the caskets nice, the tombstone & the tailor swift, shake it off...
I blaze my shit & start thinking of rhymes for this vacant spot...

[UnbornBuddha]

Originally Posted by Pharaohs Army

...I guess time has passed, and things don't apply from the past.
Do you like it?when I make you laugh?
Here's something amusing. It's a mathematical graph.
Maybe people should use it. To find the patterns in my rap.
But it doesn't matter - that's a fact.
(Point being, I guess textcees prefer, when I speak matter-of-fact).
Anyway,
I'm of the firm belief
that "similars"attract,
even if they aren't
on a similar tack.
Are you of the opinion?,
that it all started, from a Point Smaller than a singular-tack?
How does it make you feel that your compadres prefer ta writeabout vicious attacks?.

...Probability-lesson-my friend:
A trend is a trend, until it doesn't happen again.
You'll be happy to know that I'm in control of my actions again.
Some times when you flow it seems like you rap with your pen.
Sometimes I joke, and talk about, being happy with death.
Will you join me and Fly?
Over the Coo-koo's nest?.
I chose the window of life. That's the one I flew through best.
Next thing ya know?...
I left the Loony Bin.
Be-came the coolest kid
with a fluid mix.
Begone with your constructively critical narrative poetry
'n all that stupid shit.
...I forgot to tell you that before I left
I partied with Women 'n booze.
Even as a purist I don't mind their preference, for rhythm 'n blues.
Isn't It True it's better if u let them Choose?

...I often wonder, why your torn asunder.
Now I know.. That you're unabashedly baiting me, to bring out the great in me.
Wish you had my math teacher- You'd love the way she graded me.
Except she'd make me sit in the dark. She didn't like my wit,
and snark.
So if U don't Either you can take this apology.
I'd hate to chase away my favorite
matrix anomaly.
Because,,
English aside
I feel like we're speaking the same language. Universal phrases because the universe amazing.
Sometimes emotions, become less crazy.
So I'm glad I waited
'n had some patience.
You knew I woould. Just like all of your patients!
Incredulity,
does not mean I dismiss All 'v your phrases.
...I've gathered,
tht along the Way"cuz",
you've felt the damage that pain does.
Mentally? - Definitely.
Physically as well, from what you've been mentioning.Does,
your "significant other". under-stand? when she holds your hand?
Does she express how she misses your eyes?
she Cares for you. nThis should come as no surprise.
I'm a Journalist.
Of the written wordy-smiths!
...but i've brought my photographer; he can Document while u Talk2us.
He's taking se-veral pictures.
This will come in handy wheni show them
to medical technicians.

You ask too much of me.
There's no agenda, these ideas just come to me.
Smile happily,
Watching the oblivion consume lustfully all ugly things.
Destructively cast pain that will deconstruct your being
And null the effect of your words you've confessed before.
I doubt you've experienced the worst, let yourself burn
Until, all that's left is hurt;
That you try to convey in a poorly written message of words.
But, when will you learn?
In this subjective world nothing is conveyed as we want it.
Sheep believe they'll find relief if they obey the commandments
They're unable to hear Abel and Cain's pagan like chanting.
I'm a deserter for all the countless fables I've abandoned.
I prefer to immortalize the moment,
By being thankful for this amazing little planet.
It's not a question of when the messiah will descend on the earth.
Instead the inquiry is how to reflect what you've learned.
The endless search for answers condemns us to all this mental work.
Cerebral thirst that paved the way for stress to emerge.
Tension in my nerves,
Searching for enlightenment, but that's absurd.
All I've manage to become is a cynical pensive jerk,
Whose neurotransmitters are inert.
Being a thinker is a curse. Philosophy brings you to the dirt;
The brink... where no one can save you
After all you said, I'm just too numbed to hate you.
Endangered animals, saved by taking an ancient antidote
These "phrases" you speak of, are all famous anecdotes.
Mentally struggling between being an angel and a ghost,
A heavenly savior without a soul. A devil who never fell.
How is the weather in hell?
Speak loudly I can never hear with all the yells.
Shedding a single tear for all I've killed.
Think of fear as a spell... Remorse is for the frail.
As you can probably deduce I'm sort of unwell.
A story I relay in countless allegorical tales,
But, behind the narrative is the apparition;
The terror prism that holds all of pharaoh's wishes.
No wonder they never came true.
So welcome your netherworld's you,
And say goodbye forever to you.

[Mr. J]

at the center of view I bring my attention to you
I pressure the truth & deliver a septic through you
disrespected ya crew for the laughs, heckles & boos
Im Dr. Jekyll to you, mastermind of seconds in food
I replenish on spoonfuls of pudding & gelatin's too
Ill chip ya skeleton tooth, stairs, a step up from you
ya blood ketchup infused I could fetch up the proof
ya gynecologist should set up weekly check ups for you
Im uncle Lester your what makes a jester confused
someone corrupt the system, make the election a goof
Im detecting a goose thats projecting its youth through angelicness stew
Im susceptible to boot, the nonsensical use of my huge testicles...whew
just toss em over the shoulder & dust off the blessings for you...

[JESODIST]

Unravel the future of the world through complicated Encrypted Annotations,
Adrift in Meditation with Courage to reveal the most Evil Apocalyptic Revelations
Powerful enough to Uplift the Congregation,
The knowledge embedded in cerebral is Cataclysmic to your Nations,
An obelisk Interpretation handed hrough the mist of Generations,
The audience may take years to understand this Artistic Emancipation,
What makes you think you can enter the next level if you couldnt ace a Simple Interrogation?
You say you cant understand me? Nah its just a Misscommunication,
Equipped for Mutilation smoking a splif with determination to take a Shit on the Federation,
Pivot the pinacle and Witness the Miracle performed by a Swift Individual,
Scripting the mystical Got you Feeling Really Whimsical,
Living like a Criminal What you Need to be is Lyrical
deplete simplistic syllables that Split through the Physicals,
Dispatch a batch of Gory Curses to Match and latch your Boring Verses,
You are a bastard holding grudges because I saved that pastor from the Burning Churches,
Visit a carcass to leave some Roses in Bunches,
Growling like the Lochness, Raising a Storm inside your Conscience,
It makes no difference for me to Collide with all your Nonsense,
When you are just a hideous creature Hiding in the Darkness,
Fighting for the Ravage and Harmless tie you to the Savage and Heartless,
to see how many Damage you can Harness in this Dampness,
Judges in Marked Cathedrals wielding Justice to Combat Evil
Seeing through a cloaking weasel Crushing all the Dumb ass Sequels,
Prosecution Bringer who lurks where the Mutants Linger,
With thoughts Deep like the Buddhas Inner,
Soldiers dont freath the Lucifer's Thinker,
Who execute these putrid sinners Frozen to death in Nuclear Winter,
Despite your Rejection i swing the Rod of Correction making a Godly Connection,
After Delegating in Melodies directing energies eliminating Enemies with incriminating Felonies
Encarcerated in premecis because we don't relate to their Tendencies
Claiming there is no love in the world and using Hate as the Remedies,
Against thee wicked known the minute they are born physically
Then grown in a visible world that simply burns before being Spiritually Form,
From that wehich makes us unique and able to Quickly Transform...

[Pharaohs Army]

cloning rap villains who Trap Riddles in Ceilings,

[Alice White]

I grew in this..
numerous true relicts
of futuristic moon-lit visions
my superstitious true religion
we're unisonous, in colour since rubik's, Cubes division
Elliot, Doom-a-witting, better yet, my pulse's shrinking
by every beat, 92 - tuning systems
the youth'll listen to ambiguous rhythms
chalking out into muse-less lyrics, a student's living
gradual euphoria - from nudes to nipples!
ugh, now my prudence kicks in!
minutes, but I'm too persistent
*sniffles* rudimental fictions
it ain't lucrative still, I see it boomeranging
as a mural image for a nascent lucid living

[Pharaohs Army]

writers

[Mr. J]

Ya see....





Writers to me are laughable, why waste time trying to battle you
look at me....baffled view, the whole scene got me feeling less manageable
I raise the roof, the avenue, the whole damn city on my back...
its true, my bed came collapsible, I pack up & move right into this padded room
the word cannibal, I C A B N U, I mean I see a bitch in you...
but thats common, writing about you clap, blah blah blah, thats fictional
but I know in that heart it makes sense to you, born in 2000 Id be crippin too
trippin too, all of these liiiiies, its silly willy on my philly chili
dilly dally with the pilly pally, dont pitter pat me you kiddie with acne...
wait...that last rhyme didnt make sense yooooo
doesnt matter because I run off my sentence yooooo
senseless yooooo, no sense in nonsense yoooooo
what the fuck the dilly yo...

[Eŋg]

random. expanding video
anthem. brandish a lantern lit - it's gold,
or charred orange the god posits
to his not-prophets who stir the pot's three contents
of its deposits.
leaves lock in the chastity so you can be modest,
and breathe honestly. you're deep. got it. don't sleep on it.
the quartz (from the cheek's) polished:
see onyx when the retina's detached,
simply seeking light but ill-respecting the black
or the darkness - where your heart is. light it up,
line the targets, see the parts shift and flicker
that our white-knuckle grip can wither.
soft hands, tough liver, punch the pate until its bitter
blood's spilling up - five minute slots
where i can't fit in stuff. life's little lot
but i can't give it up. or give enough.
so I spit a bunch of riddles for the fucks that pay attention,
sitting ducks’ slipping clutch on a timepiece of our invention
can’t ascend. then I’m repentant;
sorry for the disservice I’ve pretended to deserve but
i'm worthy of so much more if I could realise i'm worth love.

[JESODIST]

Surviving and living in these Treacherous Ways,
Trying to cross through the Tremendous Gates Of heaven wielding Decorous Traits,
Reverent in Base Stop opponents with an Effortless Gaze,
Expose demons on this delicate chase Like whenever the Excorcist Prays,
If i don't attack you on this Lecherous Race its because I am on a Generous Phase,
As your Measureless faith with Tenderness Fades in this Tenebrous Maze,
Living in Insanity Clouded by the Vanity its time for you to Conform to the Reality,
Before you are pulled Down by the Gravity after countless years of Exploring all the Galaxy,
Rolling with Audacity Controlling the Capacity Overthrowing with Barbarity,
Fighting aliens from Unknown Origins who Transform and Bomb you with Gadgetry,
Till you Unfold as Casualty on this Growing Tragedy for having the Poorest of Strategy,
Ordinary rappers in the game Everything we Compose is a Sin,
But manufactured in a way to keep you out from the Hole where You Been
Living All your Life bored within Grown and Sinning in Strife,
Trying to accomplish goals Simply cause its Nice,
But the mission is to educate man and have him Fitted for a Wife,
If you show love then you are Surely Above,
Thinking beyond the average and Fully Evolve,
From all the lessons in life which you Truly Absorb,
I am surrounded by Beautiful Orbs that are Purely and Rose,
From the spot in heaven which we've Securely Reserve,
After all this darkness we Obscurely Observe,
Those recruits that are Worthy of Possessing the Empire,
We are bound to Endlessly Inspire All these Nemesis in Fire,
To back away from vanity which they Immaturely Inquire,
Because they were unable to keep up and shall Helplessly Retire,
The truth is burried deeper everytime you Senselessly Conspire,
To awaken people with inaccurate knowledge Like a Wreckless Falsifier,
Because deception was a carreer you Relentlessly Desire,
Classed a Dreadful Notifier scared to confess in court like a Fretful Testifier,
When it comes to lines I am Impeccable Supplier,
Make you regret going against mine if you're a Respectable Rhymer,
Hold your position and don't Cross these Borders,
Follow the rules whenever the Boss Inscribe the Orders,
My mind is a Fortified Recorder
Through time has gotten Dignified and Stronger find me in the Corner
right colder liquifey the Squadron in your Borders after it Collides with all the Mortars...

[Pharaohs Army]

..Here is the Coldest Shoulder,
u kno it's my only offer,
i write ta bay Area bangers and hand out lyrics to these impostors,,
i guess it all depends how you read the line and the breath between the commas,,
my style sicker than Durant and that's like "go-go gadget". scouts honor,,
you're topical well is drying up so here is some filtered water,,

writers etc

[Pharaohs Army]

writers

[Mr. J]

Enough chit chat with the basic
I hate it
its an annoyance from everyone's favorite
look at the faces
look at the pain that remains vacant
I run game in a spaceship
12 parsecs
live through hardship
you a conner, you my star ship
practicing catharsis
suffering arthritis in my arm pit
pituitary gland & other smart shit
you stuntin your growth
get somethin to smoke
you fuckin, you fuckin..joke!
pick & roll, touch & go
half court, backboard, lucky ho!
but their flow is so sucky yo!