Open mic... Er1 invited

[J-oNE/Pat-B-Rick]

Dis th one and only mic session fa th weak n strong, where no rhyme will b said to be right or wrong, recite a song kick a free n instantly watch yo Shit appear on th papers oh definatly, i got dat style dat no1 hav ever heard off, makes u wanna glance at yo shoulder n brush th dirt off, du anythin even rap in vernac, illusional lyrics pull a rabbit out of a hat, so lemme c wat u got, th hardcore, relaxed even th funny lot, sticky rhymers who were born wit they hand in th honey pot, i wanna c wot u can do not wat yo moneys got

[Abominable Sandman]

Yo

On cyber ciphers I move thru wires all of a sudden
Spittin the past and telling the future in an electrical current
Hidden behind a glass screen im mystery like Sly Racoon
Still rocking digital people like neanderthals on chatrooms
Guess whos the typa cat thats hard to find
I lick the screen and at the same time lyrically kill you online
Yea right I manage to surf the net at high tide
With mad raps so sticky Spiderman stuck to my website
My frequencys disrupt those of your average modem
All hackers to bite my skill suffered from post-mortem

[N.A 187]

superman of rap wit an s to kick shit out of my chest
give me rap, ya'll can keep the past and the present
born 3 days b4 christ of cos im nice
woman who cook for use my sweat as spice
 

[Mr Dymize]

Yo

Yea right I manage to surf the net at high tide
With mad raps so sticky Spiderman stuck to my website

HOLY MOLY!!!!

[GreenBat]

Ay yo GreenBat's a mad ass wild mutha fucka/
My emblem is emblazed on tiles mutha fucka/
Feel free to critique but know shit speak is cheap/
I'm in a beeg & unique league & it's not been a week/
U'r too scared to move so that u pee in u'r seat/
Si senor i think all u being is weak/
I generate degenerates to be on their peak/
Be on u'r guard it's harsh when they be on da creep/
I got a Le Freak physeeq masts mind of mysteeq/
Wit deliveries on point powered by speed/
Even on stage i will stay down for da street/
I'm highly professional but fuck doing dances/
When i rhyme u know it's time to navigate da stanzas/
I paint perfect pictures then i laminate da canvass/
In leaps & bounds is how i go about exspanses/
B4 u can run shit be able to stand first/
Get down & dirty in da way that an ant works/
My antlers pierce u'r torso 'till u'r dam bursts//

[MrC The Rap God Almighty]

I've mastered the art of making mics tear apart/
marvellous flows , i disperse foes with one shot/
murder muthafuckas, who think they shit is all hot/
my mental sparks, ill metaphors to leave your dome scarred/
go hard/
at rappers who misrepresent/
 my regiment, tears thru your streets and residence/
with eloquence/
 regulate on a regular/
 flows are heavenly sent, you can call us spectacular/
laugh at ya/
yo weakness im revealing/
 you just a small time soldier play your position/
im constantly cultivating my compositions/
so when u come u better bring your best competition/
my coalition/
is full of cunning gun-busters/
bum- rushers,we run thru all ya'll muthafuckas/
my squad's been around son we roll circular/
M-R-C, spells Master, Ruler and Conqueror/

[GreenBat]

GreenBat i posses a vocab so hard/
I could implode ya lungs & collapse ya heart/
Pour poison down ya jaws/
Da voice & da noize is yours/
I tear ya chest open so wide you bleed doors/
Antagonism feed wars/
I eat force @ a speed fasta than light these bastards
scream PAUSE/
Shit's heavy it's like a house on performers/
Cats i don't even know was backed up in corners/
'Till their back's tri-angled shaped & they can't escape
RAWNESS/
You don't have to love me infact don't even like me/
I'm so informal i'm like a shack in Site C/
Every homicidal maniac's raised to be just like me/
Able to leap over a 6 meter high wall/
Wit a flame throwers torch so i can scorch every eyeball/
Wild Life Society's back so back your front up

[GreenBat]

We can go toe to toe go blow for blow/
Wit no strings attatched there's no yo to yo/
I'm an asshole homie i got shows to blow/
Like Pinnochio phonies got a nose to grow/
I'm in plain clothes & still won't expose my pro/
How can i not know everything i chose to know/
Top o' my dome like i got a 'fro to grow/
Oh slow your roll yo show control/
Chance is one in three see how that soul 2 soul/
Flow's up on da downstroke to go below/
That's my M.O Obie like One Keno/
Da bandito also known as bandero/
Try to paint me my colours throw wonder glow/
At my old school shopping wit a young demo/
Like i live there da studio's a bungalow/
And it's so cold i only got snow to show/
You can not block your fucking elbow's too slow/

[GreenBat]

We can talk trash smoke hash/
Fill a glass & get drunk fast/
Stack cash & kill a Jack's ass/
Don't ask don't ans./
Show wit shown hands/
Yo' fams yo' fans is up in no man's/
No lands no chance/
So we don't slow dance/
We jams head bang's/
So we can advance/
Have plans have heart like we was
Afghans//

[J-oNE/Pat-B-Rick]

Some tight, tight shit bt damn abominable sandman takes it... Dat ws hot brah

[N.A 187]

i murder cybernetic rappers
without any effort
after digesting them its easy to tell if they're that hard
regardless of such they still disposable art
i do a marathon on ur face
bullyfooting heads through space
u aint no gangster but an alcaholic
thats how u got a case
im deep yet creep to sweep freaks with neat speech
flow fluently, my energy
resuccetates a dead fish
my pigments resemble the ebyse,
inpregnate mother earth everytime i take a piss
ya'll dont really blaze
i see through heads like brain x rays
get ur neck sprayed with pliers spirroling in my hands
i87 blaze the world till the cosmos decay

[GreenBat]

Yawn

[MrC The Rap God Almighty]

I be that, super duper freshilistic messiah,
sucka mc's dem address me as sire,
rap renegade i rose up from the fires,
represent the ruff, rugged, raw streets of ndofaya,
the pacifier, high priest jeremiah,
never dropped outta college, still spit it thru the wire,
still rockin timbs and the camouflage attire,
landmynz specialist till the day i retire, retire,
bust a bombaclad in a minute,
the wild wild west rand kid, we never timid,
still in it, still got the fiery spirit,
mary jane still shows me that love without a limit,
flip these rap pages to hundred grand wages,
move to bigger things this rap shit is too basic,
while ya'll still struggling with your rhymes and beats,
i'll be wrapping up production for my 7th release,
bumrush your little sama awards, smack the host with a mic chord,
slap him with a samurai sword,
public enemy # 1 , rebel without a cause,
pussy-ass rappers get permanent menopause,
MRC, u can never understand my thesis,
THE FEDERATION, lyrical masterpieces, WHAT !!

[Nar8iv]

just a poet ..not a cyber rapper
or gun clapper , shut a trap a
snare or dapper chapper
seen the good and the band thru multiples glass surfaces.
seen to the deepness of space & they ask me where mr worf is?
seen chicks who seen more penis than YKK.
seen the cleanest , bank employees turn to selling hay.
seen wives who wanna take vistitation rights away.
seen a suicidal father bring himself back form decay.
i've seen him cry when he had to sell the benz
i've seen him hand over the keys at the same time i saw false friends.
ive seen a baby the moment it leaves its mothers womb
i named it claire,and i hope that i die before i've seen her tomb.
i seen lonely nights with nothing but johnny black for conversation.
seen girls who love me leave me
,and fuck him the same day - deceived me.where the booze be?
i've seen diseases tha kill in stealth.
seen a human being grudgingly say goodbye to their health.
i've seen a taxi-war gunfight
mc's who rhyme tight
genetically engineered vegetables cursed with a blight
seen micheal jackson turn white
seen my mother break the houses windows straight out of spite.
seen the smile on her face when i built her that kite.
when we took the training wheels off her bike , she tried with her might.
blowbacks in byus backs.
junkies lick cocaine from cracks.
multi scripted lines of computer hacks.
the voting majority living in shacks.
and vote for a madman who rinses AIDS off with ajax.
seen police files make tracks.
seen teenage experimentation thru a pair of slacks.
seen disciplinary hearings cause the white man said i had my radio too loud.
seen james brown on tv sing "i'm black & i'm proud".

sometimes i wish i couldnt see ,
sometimes i wish i wasnt me.
would i be better off if i had no eyes.
so i set the aperture - i see the truth & the lies.

respect.

[Nar8iv]

the fat cat ate the rat what sat on the mat.
KADWAAAAAAAA!!!!!