Thyme - Open Mic lyrics

[Produced by Mr. Porter] [Intro] Hey yo, what's up, man? Hey yo, you been here all day, man Ya'll been here every weekend, man I don't ever get a chance to rap first, man! That's ‘cause you wack! What?!? I ain't wack, n***a, I got some raps for all ya'll n***a, my raps fresh, I'ma bust my raps first You can bust yours after me if you want to No no, man, I'm going first I'm getting tired of everybody wanted to go first, man You always rap first, I'm rapping I don't care what none of ya'll say; I'm fresh, I'm fresh [Hook: Thyme] Ayo, who the f** pa**ed you the mic And said that you can flow? Point him out! Man, I wanna know Who the f** pa**ed you the mic and said that you can flow? "I wanna know, I wanna know" I said who the f** pa**ed you the mic And said that you can flow? Point him out! b**h, I wanna know Who the f** pa**ed you the mic and said that you can flow? "I wanna know, I wanna know" [Verse 1: Eminem] I'll have you taken back to Christ when you're sacrificed The way you're hacked and sliced When I fill your back with knives Jacking life's of MC's, now I'm set to launch a plan For blowing up the stage with illegal contraband I stomped your man, so unless you want what he got You better set the mic down, I'm steaming like a teapot I make the D hot, people get in my face and ask If I wanna battle, then I chase them in a Jason mask It's an amazin' task to battle with success I never gave a f**, now I give a f** less And win a slug fest, I get physical like physicians Invisible like magicians with mystical mic traditions Wicked wizardry like a sorcerer, no remorse for you When I torture you throughout the course of my orchestra So feel the force of my spiritual images Slicing up an enemy's appendages till he hemorrhages My skin itches every time a rapper recites And when he's through with his verse I'm all covered in flea bites You wanna see fights, I got a match for ya You couldn't flip sh** playing in toilets with a spatula [Hook] [Verse 2: Eminem] You b**hes get a hysterectomy disrespecting me You wanna feel the full effect of me, hand a TEC to me Intellectually superior, I'll make the whack wearier Inferior, deteriorate, like bacteria Materially, k**ing serially, clearly you'll see How much in fear when you hear me you'll be Shiver and shake, quiver and quake Bite a rhyme and feel your jaw get stiffer and ache Wither and break, you slitherin' snake Gibberin' fake, fibber and flake I'll twist you into a different shape And toss you in Michigan Lake, for fisherman sake If this is a dream, you wish you can wake Every diss you can take, personal We ain't friends trying to make amends If you ain't ever stole a gate you can take offense I make intense masterpieces, and smash to pieces Your last releases, you pa** diseases, that's the reason I'm showing you the proper way to operate a mic So pa** it like a hot potato I've never been less than clever and fresh Severing flesh of fools who never impressed ever infest [Hook] [Outro: Thyme] Whhhooo the f** pa**ed you the mic And said that you can flow?! Point him out! I wanna know Who the f** pa**ed you the mic and said that you can flow? "I wanna know, I wanna know" Ayo, let me get that mic, man Who the f** pa**ed you the mic and said that you can flow? Who the f** pa**ed you the mic?! Who the f** pa**ed you the mic?! I got the rhymes, b**h, I'll kick that sh**