Open mic Eminem

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 whack!

What? I ain't whack ni*ga, I got some raps for all ya'll
Ni*ga 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

[Thyme:]
Ayo, who the f*ck passed you the mic and said that you can flow?
Point him out man I wanna know
Who the f*ck passed you the mic and said that you can flow?
(Scratched in) I wanna know, I wanna know

I said who the f*ck passed you the mic and said that you can flow?
Point him out bi*tch I wanna know
Who the f*ck passed you the mic and said that you can flow?
(Scratched in) I wanna know, I wanna know

[Verse 1: Eminem]
I'll have you taken back to Christ when you sacrifice
The way you acting slice when I tear your back with knifes
Jacking life's of MC's, now I'm set to launch a plan
For blowing up the stage with illegal contraband

A stomped your man so unless you want what he got
You better set the mic down, I'm steaming like a teapot
I'll make the tea hot, people get in my face and ask
If I wanna battle, then I chase them in a Jason mask

It's an amazing task to battle with success
I never gave a f*ck, now I give a f*ck less
And in a slug fest I get physical like physicians
Invisible like magicians with mystical mic traditions

Wicked wizardry, like a sorcerer and 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 you
You couldn't flip shit playing in toilets with a spatula

[Chorus: Thyme]
Ayo, who the fuck passed you the mic and said that you can flow?
Point him out man I wanna know
Who the f*ck passed you the mic and said that you can flow?
(Scratched in) I wanna know, I wanna know

Ayo, who the fuck passed you the mic and said that you can flow?
Point him out bitch I wanna know
Who the f*ck passed you the mic and said that you can flow?
(Scratched in) I wanna know, I wanna know

[Verse 2: Eminem]
You bitches get a hysterectomy disrespecting me
You wanna feel the full effect of me, hand a tech to me
Intellectually superior, I'll make the whack wearier
Inferior, deterior rate, like bacteria

Materially, killing serially, clearly you'll see
How much in fear when u hear me you'll be
Shiver and shake, quiver and quake
Bite a rhyme and rip it off then stiffer and ache, whither and break

You slithering snake, gibbering fake, fibbering flake
I'll twist you into a different shape
And toss you in Michigan Lake, for fisherman sake
If this is a dream you'd wish you can wake

Every dis you can take, personal
We ain't friends trying to make amends
If you ain't ever stole a gate you can take a fence
I make intense masterpieces and smash to pieces

Your last releases, you bad diseases, that's the reason
I'm showing you the proper way to operate a mic
So pass it like a hot potato
I've never been less than clever and fresh
Severing flesh of fools who never impressed I can confess

[Chorus: Thyme]
Who the f*ck passed you the mic and said that you can flow?
Point him out man I wanna know
Who the f*ck passed you the mic and said that you can flow?
(Scratched in) I wanna know, I wanna know

Ayo, who the f*ck passed you the mic man and said that you can flow?
Point him out b*tch I wanna know
Who the f*ck passed you the mic and then said that you can flow?
(Scratched in) I wanna know, I wanna know

Whooo the f*ck passed you the mic and said that you can flow?
Point him out! I wanna know
Who the fuck passed you the mic and said that you can flow?
(Scratched in) I wanna know, I wanna know

Ayo let me get that mic manЕ
Who the f*ck passed you the mic and said that you can flow?
Who the f*ck passed you the mic, who the f*ck passed you the mic!
I got the rhymes b*tch, I'll kick that sh*t
[Announcer]
Welcome back, to the stage of history

[Eminem]
Yo Slim Shady!
Yo I'll f*ckin I'll
I'll puke, eat it, and freak you (eww)
Battle? I'm too weeded to speak to

The only key that I see to defeat you
Would be for me to remove these two Adidas and beat you
And force feed you 'em both, and on each feet is a cleat shoe
I'll lift you off your feet so fast with a roundhouse

you'll think I pulled the f*ckin ground out from underneath you
(B*tch!) I ain't no f*ckin G, I'm a cannibal
I ain't tryin to shoot you
I'm tryin to chop you into pieces and eat you

Wrap you in rope and plastic, stab you with broken glass
And have you with open gashes strapped to a soakin mattress
Coke and acid, black magic, cloaks and daggers (ah!)
F*ck the planet, until it spins on a broken axis

I'm so bananas I'm showin up to your open casket
To fill it full of explosive gasses
And close it back with a lit match in it

While I sit back and just hope it catches
Blow you to fragments
Laugh, roll you and smoke the ashes

[Chorus: J-Black]
I see the light at the end
But every time I take a step, it gets dim
Tell me is this hell we're livin in?
If so, heaven's got to be better
But if we're hellbound, whatever, let's go down

[J-Black]
Am I the worst? Because I, never go to church (never)
I run a red light then sideswipe a hearse
I'ma drink 'til my liver rot, see the doc
Leave the E.R., then hit a bar for a liquor shot, 'til the liver spot

One day we all gon' die
But when I die, I'ma be so high
That I'ma get up and walk, leavin the concrete bare
with the chalk outline still there

I smoke 'til I choke and I sex a lot
I got a cross on my chain but it's just a rock
Now if I pray everynight (night)
Do I still have to hold my trey very tight?

You feel me God? I done did so much shit while on Earth
I smoke, I drink, I curse, and to make matters worse
I bust my gun first, and then I chat with your corpse
Since way back, I was one to never like back-talk

See me at the pearly gates in line, wearin a Nordface
Nickle nine at my waist, God done lost faith
Angels greet me but I don't reply back
Just show me to my quarters, and oh yeah, where's Thai at?

[Chorus]
I see the light at the end
But every time I take a step, it gets dim
Tell me is this hell we're livin in?
If so, heaven's got to be better
But if we're hellbound, whatever, let's go down

[Announcer]
Maxie was seriously wounded but the soul still burns
Final battle, fight!

[Masta Ace]
Analyze the strength of my game, like Lee Corso
Call me a lost soul, with a vest on my torso
And of course, yo, y'all know I'm no stranger to danger
Like Christ in a manger, feel a whole range of my anger

I breathe down shit so hard you can see sound
And beat down these rap clowns in like three rounds
My pen 'bout as sharp as a dagger, walk with a swagger
Tie your wife to the back of a black Jag and I drag her

Ten blocks, untie the b*tch and I still bag her
Give her a smack in the a*s and a six pack of lager
My sh*t go as deep and as dark as a train tunnel
My flows spill like usin the wrong end of a funnel

Everyday I grow more older, and more colder
Fly you to Colorado, roll you over with a Boulder
I know you want to retaliate but you won't dare
Cause you f*ckin with some ni*gaz like this who just don't care

[Chorus]
I see the light at the end
But every time I take a step, it gets dim
Tell me is this hell we're livin in?
If so, heaven's got to be better
But if we're hellbound, whatever, let's go down

[J-Black]
But every time I take a step, it gets dim
Tell me is this hell we're livin in?
Haha

[Announcer]
Time's up!
You lose!