OddCouple, Brock Human, J-Zone, Celph Titled - Open The Mic lyrics
[OddCouple, Brock Human, J-Zone, Celph Titled - Open The Mic lyrics]
Yeah, uh, yo let me spark this
I'm already wound up
Let's burn it from the ground up
Turn the fuckin' sound up
Allow drunks spittin' on this underground cut
Come around
It's goin' down like the town slut
Keep your mouth shut i'm quick to set it
Kid forgot it i get gas then piss unleaded
Your shit's pathetic
Slip before your wigs beheaded
Disconnected and ripped apart like
A Christmas present flip this record
We can battle on the instrumental
Battle to a quicker tempo
Battle with a pen and pencil
Your girls digit's in my pocket
That's coincidental
But, if they had a pimp Olympics
I would win a medal
I've been a rebel for the most of my life
I go to your show with a knife
Start provoking a fight
Jump on stage just when the moment is right
And scream "open the mic"
Your opponent gets sliced
Out the mouth comes fire
Who ignite the fullest?
Celph Titled feed you lead
Make you bite the bullet
Talk imaginary crime stories and
Get dealt shots surprise you with the Kalico
And get shell shocked and Hells hot
You don't wanna get caught there
When it's warfare we suit up
And carry fours in pairs
I'll rob a bitch a too
Snatch her purse with the quickness
Not Jamaican but I love to jerk chickens
Niggas disrespect I never keep it on wax
We load up the vans
With soldiers and fully loaded macs
Crashing threw the windows of your crib
Blastin' shots wearing Navy Seal suit's to
Look like astronauts
Don't give a fuck about rap
You talking thug shit
Drain your bodily fluids
Now you lack substance whether east or west
You bring beef round here
I'll launch a missile to your city
Till the coast is clear
Ayo you feeling me?
Well get your mittens out my trousers
Or we'll deal a beating out like
A clique of rowdy bouncers
You sit around announcers, got nothing to say
Like your girl when I'm standing
Up and fucking her face shit
We take shots like they don't effect us
With more rounds of quarters than
Bankers and pay phone collectors
I slip licks with thick chicks
And stay so erected as if my dick fit's in a
Slick slip like Lego connectors
Hey don't forgot this jay Love & Celph
And J-Zone spit heat like they come from Hell
When I'm pissy I can dump as well
When I'm not, I'm just pissed off
So your two choices are lump or swell
Chicks tell me I'm something else
The way I eat snatch
In a pair of cushion knee
Pads and safety mats
And lately that's been the reasons
They hate me rappin'
Cause my dick disappears in your
Chicks mouth like baby aspirin
Y'all say Zone is a one trick pony
(and he talks about is hoes)
I say Zone got a long dick, blow me
(mothafucka)
The more y'all hate, the more the money come
I ain't been unanimous loved since I was
21 with Music For Tu Madre my first LP?
All that critical acclaim?
Shit, I was up in Starbucks
And couldn't afford a latte
But now I talk trash and
Bring Hell to the people
You're not a broad or a bank
TellerI don't want to see you
Too cheap to go clubbin' (yep)
Too ugly to model (uh huh)
Too broke to drink Cris
But, I'll front with the bottle
J-Zone give a dime to record (what?)
Bitch please, rich or poor
Y'all ain't worthy to wash my drawers
ARC on the beat (Record Collector)
I, Couple and Celph use your bathroom
And pee on the seat and fuck a holistic hoe
I'd rather have a hoe with lipstick blow
On my balls like a piccolo
Now hold up
You can't have a jam without the engineer man
It's double J brown in this bitch, jeah!
I, get into your psyche
Don't care if you like me
You pussy, even your lesbo flow is so dykey
Check the level
Dump the treble that's the phat G sound
The devil's on a whole new level
When we roll through your town
Cause it's the O double D, C-O-U-P-L-E
With JB on this banger, courtesy of AV
It's hot shit
O-o-o oh, don't say you is when it isn't
Like jerkin' off with your left hand
Our shit just feels different
And +Por Que+ you wanna act like
You got that pimp shit
Sin-A-Matic heads know that my
Posse makes hit's
I heard you thinkin' drinkin' is
Some shit that we say
But best believe I leave?
Drippin' with Grand monyay hip hop horray
It's the end for you clowns
And leave your hoe to standing up
You sit the fuck back down
I'm already wound up
Let's burn it from the ground up
Turn the fuckin' sound up
Allow drunks spittin' on this underground cut
Come around
It's goin' down like the town slut
Keep your mouth shut i'm quick to set it
Kid forgot it i get gas then piss unleaded
Your shit's pathetic
Slip before your wigs beheaded
Disconnected and ripped apart like
A Christmas present flip this record
We can battle on the instrumental
Battle to a quicker tempo
Battle with a pen and pencil
Your girls digit's in my pocket
That's coincidental
But, if they had a pimp Olympics
I would win a medal
I've been a rebel for the most of my life
I go to your show with a knife
Start provoking a fight
Jump on stage just when the moment is right
And scream "open the mic"
Your opponent gets sliced
Out the mouth comes fire
Who ignite the fullest?
Celph Titled feed you lead
Make you bite the bullet
Talk imaginary crime stories and
Get dealt shots surprise you with the Kalico
And get shell shocked and Hells hot
You don't wanna get caught there
When it's warfare we suit up
And carry fours in pairs
I'll rob a bitch a too
Snatch her purse with the quickness
Not Jamaican but I love to jerk chickens
Niggas disrespect I never keep it on wax
We load up the vans
With soldiers and fully loaded macs
Crashing threw the windows of your crib
Blastin' shots wearing Navy Seal suit's to
Look like astronauts
Don't give a fuck about rap
You talking thug shit
Drain your bodily fluids
Now you lack substance whether east or west
You bring beef round here
I'll launch a missile to your city
Till the coast is clear
Ayo you feeling me?
Well get your mittens out my trousers
Or we'll deal a beating out like
A clique of rowdy bouncers
You sit around announcers, got nothing to say
Like your girl when I'm standing
Up and fucking her face shit
We take shots like they don't effect us
With more rounds of quarters than
Bankers and pay phone collectors
I slip licks with thick chicks
And stay so erected as if my dick fit's in a
Slick slip like Lego connectors
Hey don't forgot this jay Love & Celph
And J-Zone spit heat like they come from Hell
When I'm pissy I can dump as well
When I'm not, I'm just pissed off
So your two choices are lump or swell
Chicks tell me I'm something else
The way I eat snatch
In a pair of cushion knee
Pads and safety mats
And lately that's been the reasons
They hate me rappin'
Cause my dick disappears in your
Chicks mouth like baby aspirin
Y'all say Zone is a one trick pony
(and he talks about is hoes)
I say Zone got a long dick, blow me
(mothafucka)
The more y'all hate, the more the money come
I ain't been unanimous loved since I was
21 with Music For Tu Madre my first LP?
All that critical acclaim?
Shit, I was up in Starbucks
And couldn't afford a latte
But now I talk trash and
Bring Hell to the people
You're not a broad or a bank
TellerI don't want to see you
Too cheap to go clubbin' (yep)
Too ugly to model (uh huh)
Too broke to drink Cris
But, I'll front with the bottle
J-Zone give a dime to record (what?)
Bitch please, rich or poor
Y'all ain't worthy to wash my drawers
ARC on the beat (Record Collector)
I, Couple and Celph use your bathroom
And pee on the seat and fuck a holistic hoe
I'd rather have a hoe with lipstick blow
On my balls like a piccolo
Now hold up
You can't have a jam without the engineer man
It's double J brown in this bitch, jeah!
I, get into your psyche
Don't care if you like me
You pussy, even your lesbo flow is so dykey
Check the level
Dump the treble that's the phat G sound
The devil's on a whole new level
When we roll through your town
Cause it's the O double D, C-O-U-P-L-E
With JB on this banger, courtesy of AV
It's hot shit
O-o-o oh, don't say you is when it isn't
Like jerkin' off with your left hand
Our shit just feels different
And +Por Que+ you wanna act like
You got that pimp shit
Sin-A-Matic heads know that my
Posse makes hit's
I heard you thinkin' drinkin' is
Some shit that we say
But best believe I leave?
Drippin' with Grand monyay hip hop horray
It's the end for you clowns
And leave your hoe to standing up
You sit the fuck back down