Billy Conahan - Open Mic lyrics

Verse 1: Observe the spots, connect the dots Today could be the only one in stock Manage to keep time like my mind is a watch an*lyze all the lies, through my eyes like a fox Started from the bottom, quite aways from the top Though I made what I got like a slave in a shop I'm here to thrive, and no one's gonna tell me not I'm all drive, but still amazing the lots Cook up something mean without serving a rock And with a dollar and a dream, I'm the cream of the crop Guru said to watch your team could be scheming up plots Till I send them on they way to grave in a box It was they last stop, letting they a** rot Under the trash lot, out to the stash spot Light up some Sasquatch, call that cash crop Ya know this man's hot, ya know yo man's not I'm rocking sh** like Amadeus till my hands pop Cause these b**hes cheer for players like they mascots Till these sheeps turn to lamb chops Weathering the storm until the sand stops (Chorus) It's open mic, open mic… An Open mic, open mic It's open mic, open mic… An Open mic, open mic Verse 2: Welcome to the metropolis, I've gathered you here to conquer it The students of the game, here to reign, no scholarship When I rock jaws drop with astonishment Headed to the top, destination approximate Trying to get my name across the continent Obtain a higher plain till this brain lose consciousness I want happiness, I want acknowledgement I want the hate mail, I want the complements I want the fact that I practice to master chapters To give half-a**ed, hap-hazard rappers less confidence Whatever you thinking I think the opposite Pick apart a rhythm with precision of my consonants The fact is i'm no novice, i'm polished like Jackson Pollack My poetry carves marbles into monuments No stopping this I'm like stop and frisk Dislocated your army while I pop in my disc (Chorus)