THE OPEN MIC CYPHER

[Split]

Rip a bass line, potent and nondescript, takes time to kick- then oceans of bliss we promise to Make-a-Wish kids. Tallest aphids, biters, suspended animation hanging tight to page leafs they copy pasted. Verb placement. K dot's holy altar he found in Helga's walk-in rock of Gibraltar. Faults never falter, just spread cracks from Malta to Sacramento monsters of the court, monsters on the court in Champion shorts with glances examined in police reports contorted and switched like a Marilyn Manson's opinion of the getup kids. Dominion, subjects for subliminal messages, mortar and pestled to pen medicine. Attention: you are the drug for ten tenths of blunted premises. Switch, the science project is a month of fenced-in contentions, dried product of the digital revolution. Evolution, desperate measures for the headless conic sections of conjectures never subject to A Aesop's lectures

[Split]

we lost the key to the theory of evolution,
so I lucid dream of death's forty night revolution,
scheme the sequel to life with a Zzquil and Keystone Ice solution,
developed in blank easels, decent evils and pelvic movements.
the only fear I respect appears derelict and useless,
Itself spent too long obsessed with mirrors, self-amusement and weirdness.
what's the next keynote prisoner of the human experience?
fuck it, I'm just a listener at the festival of true lyricists,
I abuse beer for bragging rights and cool appearances.
Hate me for subconscious sentiments, obnoxious testaments
to the wrong edge of investments, red fish evidence,
Guess it's the lesson for bein obsessed w/ chalky false positives,
toein' outlines of the gods on sidewalks in bald moccasins,
bar brawls with tall broads who took my attention hostage,
then she locked it in the breast-pocket with talks of promises.
Maaaaaan I blame the intoxicants and love letters. Shoulda known better,
like postcards on my mantel of blowhard memories.
I'll type a list of shit I wish I did so my kids remember me.
Then when they forget it out of spite, I'll feign dad-ly attachment.
Fact is, passing on the right is what's left of genetic chain reactions.

[PancakeBrah]

I'm a mix offfff....................50 cent tap with twist offs
Eric Bishoff with mixed chops with your bitch chock full of dick sauce, fool
I'm Rick Ross fused with Ras al Ghoul fucking tits raw, nude.
Grip on tools. Sick raw dude, call the medics your shits all blue
cuz I'm laceratin' wrists until you have an impassioned hate for it
since your statens aint saving shit. I rip off shots and blaze
While getting your bitch all hot and studying Christoph Waltz displays
(He's a top notch actor and his films oft amaze)
Cake in triplicate, rape the minuteses!

[Split]

We're all so apathetic in excess
Mindless lessons packed in rhyming sentences
Im finding my attention is better spent
emulating Edison and hysteresis
Than dead rhetorics, dying ethics,
Disguising the defining essence in pieces
Nobody reads beyond 15 words syllabically repeated
Emphatically depleted by the give and get breed
Of economic means to get the same treatment

[PancakeBrah]

I'm inbrain freakness. Untamed facetious game, loquacious and lame
With no spaces in name, doodling little rhymes mostly baseless, inane
Listening to Doolittle, The Pixies are flames but in a different vein
or zeitgeist than what most of your white lines contain, scribbled in vain
I'm on a literal game. Like, a lol-fest with a bit of disdain
for even attempting to compete with stilted jibberish slang.
Real life vicious as Cain on a bit of cocaine watching his bitch in a train.
Dry heave specialist, conniving nihilist.
Apathetic enough to not even breathe but just sigh at shit
with the amount of fucks given equal to an eyelash's width
I rap, I am sick. Etc. Same retreaded garbageness
I'm probably better than you, I just don't care to harness it
Passive agressive argument? (Yes). Just stare in dread or amazement
I love the fuck out of parenthetical phrases
(They seem to help flow and help transitional phases)
I drive a forklift.

[Split]

low blow, bro, ima wake up five days later
didn't know pineapple upside down cake came in sideways flavor

[Camp Bell]

raised on the 13 block of elm street,
freddys neighbor with machete razors
13 boxes of heads to be fed to freddy later, i sell beef
im so nice, its a threat to these haters, they sales weak
being in my presence a heavenly favor, all hell me

[Matriarch]

call bell ring - chime, cheerfully jangle
unchained melody tearin teen tango
devil dance. moonlight. new strife. ammo
bullet holes plot-line suicide, damn hoe!

[Split]

truth in myths, tombs of kings
useless wings shed at the station platform crucifix,
encased attraction, 15 minute ruminant
biding grinning headwind twists

[Split]

Ignorance is bliss, misdirection hits my midsection and leaves me spitting from spins, epistle anonymous written in hymns where pews are the conduit, but sung in stanzas and lyrics, candles for clerics, Kantian queries but senses are but appearances, fleeting and eerie but easy on the hearing. And when we stopped receiving we lost a lotta reasons to believe- the thoughts unconceived, meteors in skies just rocks and debris, coffins can't bleed except through pages, newspaper clippings. Rage against ruminators emitting thoughts in perfect synchronization- machines or common pause's containment? Understatement. Sisyphus fell so we all roll on. Emeritus hell, help us along.

[Wise Wiggles]

I'm touching myself in front of her
Busty as hell, but I see cunt in her
I hunt in furs, ripping thru muscle & nerve
Y'all stretching the coat tails, I'm clucking the spurs
Yeah we had our moment & nothing occurred
It was recent, the drool is warm
Lemme stir up this pool w/storm
Kewl as porn, snapping my neck to tool & korn
Donkey punching dykes cuz their mule is worn
was sober, now it's stool & coors
Bout to be speedballin' like that fool from doors

[Split]

Kokiri crusader, fear me like Vader, i'm the eerie innovater with master discord-
sheathed in the mirror for later. You're sleep to my awakeness, real to my fakeness,
but I'm building a resume to explain the serious in my statements for green-fairy-warrior haters-
Siri's my navigator, but I've done rearranged her, neurons decayed like neutrons with age,
spirits on the come up need to get laid and I accept all succubus for pay,
enough of US- I'm just deranged and insane slash sickened and crazed with maximum strange,
Racketeering renegades with action KARATE CHOP, KARA TAY swag that don't stop for days.

[Wise Wiggles]

you gangsters squeeze gats til the trigger breaks
While wise rocking chains covered in algae from crystal lake
Strippers pay me for raping journals, face got burn holes
just a dead poet trying to rake up dirt skull
the usual, ill. utilizing this beautiful skill
don't need Christopher to show you this view to a kill
write the sadistic, plot sick- dope flick
a paperboy - watch matt get his throat slit
machete scarf, ugly scar & yeti barf
Story behind every star- wanna be down? you already are
I'm about to paint your blank vision
Get insane w/him- train chicken & a bottle of a Jamison
I'm about to get it wet if the rain didn't

[PancakeBrah]

crystal lake references mad played dog wtf lol u dumb? nah wise is cool


i'm frank underwood, trying to find someone frank, under wood
thanks. understood. a simple no would've worked skank,
my back twerked, cranked. a slipped disk? no, dipshit
this a quick fix. i need an app, with friends a word bank
WORLD BANK ROBBERY no cnn lol the world doesn't have a bank
it's the world. skank.

[Wise Wiggles]

That looks like an elf in your sig
I tells it like it is, fire wall shit- melting the bricks
All my writtens are dusty, on the shelf w/the lint
All my writtens are bullies, ringing the bell of a wimp
All my kittens are sorta soft like the shell of a shrimp
All my sniffin' bags I used to sell at a skimp
All my writtens go retarded, talking helmets & gimps
full rubtard- simple jack, never know how a pimp'll act
explode outta nowhere like a pimple act
every time I hear your name it's like cymbals crash
I smokes the grasses, need to start some yoga classes
to add balance to these yoda axes w/cobra fastness
It's so hard to find the line between dope & wackness
I recite wu-tang's flows practicing my judo throws & tactics
Im calling hookers- trying to give some a ho a snatch lick
David lama is @the end of an icy rainbow trying to blow a faggot
laser hair removal- checkerboard pubes, it grows in patches
I'll open up your gas cap & throw some matches
When you die on devil's night, I'm that crow that's laughing

[PancakeBrah]

Sugar free creamer is faggot. A screamer of faggots.
I hate it, the normal creamer taste is matchless, on a mattress
Creamer on the mattress, screamer on the mattress
I'd cream her on the mattress then pee on her black tits
But she's white because I'm secretly racist
I just kept repeating these phrases and got caught as a writer
And had to say black tits just to rhyme, dumbass, it's a cypher



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[Wise Wiggles]

Fuck that, I can be ninja w/a little ooze
Fuck those nigger boobs, quit being bitter dude
I dress my cats in mini stripper boots
& face fuck them til their whisker's glued
This head case sex slave, I whip her, nude
She acts an ass then her rim gets chewed
Super nova shit, make the Big Dipper move

[dead man]

a man who is wiser than pentagrams and a lighter
you grow full of faggot desires when your fashion is tighter
jeans hugging your dick just like a pastor in choir
i hate work, but boredom's worse. i'll die before i retire.

[Wise Wiggles]

^all you do is ruin cyphers, this dude is light work
w/a mouth that reeks of shit like he was chewing diapers
my knife bouts'ta show y'all a human geyser
see things your way? you might lose an eye first
knock that faggot shit the fuck off, we all know you love cock
driving miles & miles to get hot carled at truck stops

bitch

[dead man]

@Wise Ass eats poop and drinks gallons of sunblock
thirsty for cum droplets, watermelons and kumquats
once an irrelevant stoner, now you're sober, sucking elephant boners
claiming you were drunk the morning after. yeahhhh right.