Open Mic Night (Remix)

Lyrics

[Intro: Mr. Eon, Rakim sample scratched by Mighty Mi] "At night, the open mic be invitin' me to rhyme" This is a remix, this is a remix "At night, the open mic be invitin' me to rhyme" High & Mighty, Wordsworth, Alchemist, Thirstin Howl, wreckin' shit "At night, the open mic be invitin' me to rhyme" [Verse 1: Mr. Eon] Mr. E-O-N, must be talkin' 'bout me (Who dat?) The one and only High & Mighty MC Who be perpendicular when I be dickin' ya E smoke a bone the size of a fibula Prepare for the slaughter, the lyrical marauder Unfreakable acts, like me and your daughter–did I be coughin', layin' in the coffin Step out the fantasy world you be lost in Dead man walkin', engage you hawkin' From Pennsauken to Vienna It be me and a slew to combat your crew With acrobatics only seen in cartoons Like the GOAT at Rucker, double-pumped ya Puncture, vocally rupture, puff a cluster Ambidextrous, both sides test this Removin' wackness like asbestos [Hook: DJ Mighty Mi scratches] "At night, the open mic be invitin' me to rhyme" "The open mic...the open mic...at night the open mic be Invitin' me to rhyme" "Open mic, I bring out that boxcutter shit" "At night, the open mic be invitin' me to rhyme" "The open mic-mic-m-m-mic be inv..itin' me to r-rh-hyme" "Open mic, I bring out that boxcutter shit" [Verse 2: Wordsworth] (Punch and Words – check it out, y'all) Yo, check it out, yo... from prenatal to cradle and able to print I'm so deep that dirt's at my naval, my table's cement You audio/video vaginal, lines imagine at magnitudes That give longitude and latitude some attitudes From an environment, freestyle's a requirement I bought every album, then my parents had to hide the rent If my demise commence unexpectantly, just test my pee I bet you see ecstasy, or some upset MC injectin' me (What else?) I flood your airways, place planes in jeopardy Flights vanish, panic deputies inspect the sea for jet debris Let it be, and commence the–record to play I'm so ahead of my time, when I talk there's a seven second delay Don't judge a book by its cover when I'm inventin' I'll add your colon to my sentence And start the book off with your appendix Dexterity hurled is about to rally the world You can't write without using "like" – what are you, some type of valley girl? At open mics, I'm tellin' y'all one last time Stop askin' for a cappellas and then kickin' those wack rhymes Flatline – what? (Yo, yo, yo) [Hook: DJ Mighty Mi scratches] "At night, the open mic be invitin' me to rhyme" ..the open m...mic be invitin' me to r-r...rhyme" "Open mic, I bring out that boxcutter shit" [Verse 3: Thirstin Howl III] I'm accustomed to abiding by freestyle penal code My rhymes are like long drives going down a scenic road Taught discipline through paragraphs, walk backstreets and narrow paths My kicks look dirty and pants sag like I have no ass! Flippin' styles that would be pioneered in the Space Age Writin' your first paragraph, I'm already on my eighth page For the way you write your rhymes, I can tell you never really made grades Going through life miserable, hatin' yourself on payday A pleasant plea, Thirstin in parentheses I heard a mute man mention me to a blind woman on Vesey Street Urged to leave gats alone, in memory of Pumpkin and Fats Capone Wouldn't want my Moms to identify me with half a dome! A toast, with high priced Sangria Battle the best motherfuckers and whoever they bring here Long term, short through rations I even put "Freestyle" under 'Special Skills' when submitting application Flows – that can't be followed by asthma patients Got a death wish? Here's his extension, ask for Satan The rap languages is mi amor, findin' subjects in Singapore Impressin' MCs who swore to God they had seen it all [Outro: DJ Mighty Mi scratches] "The open mic be invitin' me to rhyme" "...The open mic...the open mic be invitin' me to rhyme" "Open mic, I bring out that boxcutter shit"