Open Mic Night Remix (Featuring Wordsworth and Thirstin Howell III) - High & Mighty/Wordsworth/Thirstin Howl III

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"A-a-a-at-at night the open mic be invitin me to rhyme" --- Rakim

High & Mighty Wordsworth Alkemist Mr Eon wreckin sh*t

"A-a-a-at-at night the open mic be invitin me to rhyme"

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 Pensauken to Vienna

I be me and a slew to combat your crew

With acrobatics only seen in cartoons

Like the Go-ad Rucker double-pumped ya

Puncture vocally rupture puff a cluster

Ambidextrious both sides test this

Removin wackness like asbestos

"A-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 m-mic I bring out that box to the sh*t "

"At night the open mic be invitn me to rhyme

The open mic-mic-m-m-mic be inv itin me to r-rh-hyme"

"Open mic I bring out that box to the sh*t"

(Wordsworth)

Yo check it out yo; From cranadle to cradle and able to print

I'm so deep that dirt's at my naval my table submit

You audio/video vaginal lines imagine a magnitudes

That give longitude and latitude some attitudes

From an environment freestyle's a requirment

Upon every album that my parents had to hide the rent

If my demise commence unexpectantly just test my pee

I bet you see e*****y or some obscenity inject in me (what else')

I flood your airways place planes in jeopardy

Flights vanish panick deputies expectancy 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 add your colon to my sentence

And start to pluck off on 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 capellas

And then kickin those wach rhymes flatline

What yo-yo-yo

"A-a-a-a-a-at-a-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 box to the sh*t"

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 a**

Flippin styles that'd pioneered in the Space Age

Writin your first paragraph

I'm already on my eighth page

For the way you write your rhymes

I could 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 Vescey Street

Urged to leave gats alone in memory of Pumpkin

And Faster Poem

Wouldn't want my moms

To identify me with half the dome

A toast with high price gangrere

Battle the best motherf**kers

And whoever they bring here

Long term sought through rations

I even put freestyle under special skills

When submitting application

Flows that can't be followed by asthma patients

Got a deathwish' Here's his extension ask for Satan

The rap languages me and more

Findin subjects in Singapore

Impressin MC's who swore to God they'd seen it all

"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 box to the sh*t"