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Open mic Lyrics — Eminem

Album: Infinite  
Open mic by Eminem
featuring Thyme

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 nigga I got some raps for all ya'll
Nigga 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**k passed you the mic and said that you can flow?
Point him out man I wanna know
Who the f**k passed you the mic and said that you can flow?
(scratched in) I wanna know, I wanna know
I said who the f**k passed you the mic and said that you can flow?
Point him out b**ch I wanna know
Who the f**k 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**k, now I give a f**k 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 sh*t playing in toilets with a spatula

Chorus: Thyme
Ayo, who the f**k passed you the mic and said that you can flow?
Point him out man I wanna know
Who the f**k passed you the mic and said that you can flow?
(scratched in) I wanna know, I wanna know
Ayo, who the f**k passed you the mic and said that you can flow?
Point him out b**ch I wanna know
Who the f**k passed you the mic and said that you can flow?
(scratched in) I wanna know, I wanna know

Verse 2: Eminem
You b**ches 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**k passed you the mic and said that you can flow?
Point him out man I wanna know
Who the f**k passed you the mic and said that you can flow?
(scratched in) I wanna know, I wanna know
Ayo, who the f**k passed you the mic man and said that you can flow?
Point him out b**ch I wanna know
Who the f**k passed you the mic and then said that you can flow?
(scratched in) I wanna know, I wanna know
Whhhooo the f**k passed you the mic and said that you can flow?
Point him out!! I wanna know
Who the f**k passed you the mic and said that you can flow?
(scratched in) I wanna know, I wanna know
Ayo let me get that mic man…
Who the f**k passed you the mic and said that you can flow?
Who the f**k passed you the mic, who the f**k passed you the mic!!
I got the rhymes b**ch, I'll kick that sh*t


Song Overview

Open Mic lyrics by Eminem, Thyme, Denaun
Eminem, Thyme and Denaun are sparring over the 'Open Mic' lyrics in a raw Detroit cipher spirit.

Review and Highlights

Scene from Open Mic by Eminem, Thyme, Denaun
'Open Mic' in the unofficial uploads that keep the Infinite era circulating.
  • Underground cut from the album Infinite - a boom bap snapshot of pre-fame Detroit.
  • Hook voices and chops trace to Treach of Naughty by Nature and a Curtis Mayfield soul bed.
  • Denaun Porter shapes the beat; Proof and the Hip Hop Shop ecosystem are in the song’s DNA.
  • Lines here echo later in Eminem’s catalog, tying the Infinite mindset to the Shady years.
  • Joey Bada$$ flips the chant years later, showing the hook’s afterlife beyond Detroit.

I hear Open Mic as a taped-up poster on a shop window: hand-cut letters, no gloss, all intent. The record rides a dusty loop and a strict pocket. Thyme’s barked refrain keeps the ring small and hot, while Eminem unloads multis that feel like they were stress-tested at Saturday sessions, not in a boardroom. The mix is narrow, the drums are dry, and that’s exactly the point - you can almost smell the felt on the DJ slipmats.

Highlights sit in the tension between the hook’s call-out and Em’s versework: serrated internal rhyme chains, horror-flick brags, Detroit locality checks, and a teacher’s sneer - he’s not just winning, he’s correcting technique. The cut doesn’t try to be a single. It tries to win the room.

Creation History

Production carries Denaun Porter’s early blueprint - sample chops, minimal frills, emphasis on cadence. Scene lore adds that drums were reinforced late in the process when Proof pushed for harder knock and DJ Head’s kit entered the chat. The recording rolled out of Bassment Sound via the Bass Brothers’ orbit, with a small Detroit crew punching above its means. That’s the energy you’re hearing: necessity turned method. (as stated in the 2016 Rolling Stone piece)

Song Meaning and Annotations

Eminem performing Open Mic exposing meaning
Music video stand-ins and uploads keep the track’s meaning in circulation.

Plot

It’s the anatomy of an open mic standoff. The intro argues about who goes first. The hook demands receipts: who passed you the mic. Verses then function like live-battle rounds - threats, flips, and local markers that tell the room this isn’t abstract rap, it’s a Detroit address.

Song Meaning

At core, Open Mic is about gatekeeping as quality control. The chorus is a community test. The verses are a lab where technical display - breath, syllable density, image stacking - proves right to space. Message: skill earns the handoff, not hype. Mood: confrontational but focused. Context: late-90s Midwest boom bap, Detroit’s Hip Hop Shop era, proof-of-concept for a voice that would soon weaponize satire and shock on a national stage. (according to Detroit Free Press and Grantland’s oral history)

Annotations

“Mr. Porter did all the beats on Infinite... Proof came in at the last minute... brought in DJ Head’s drum machine, and put drums behind this song.”

Production notes like this explain the record’s snare-forward punch and the way the loop leaves room for breath control. You hear the shop floor in the drum choices - uncompromising, borderline rehearsal-tape stark.

“The introduction to this song is probably representing a dialogue between two rappers at ‘Maurice Malone’s Hip Hop Shop’ before they start rapping.”

That framing matters. It’s not studio fiction - it’s storefront ritual. The Shop functioned as a proving ground where Proof hosted and the schedule, crowd, and stakes shaped mic etiquette.

“This hook is used by Joey Bada$$ in his song ‘World Domination’ from his album 1999.”

That afterlife underlines how a local chant can turn into a portable meme. It left Seven Mile, reached Brooklyn, and came back as lineage.

“I never gave a fuck, now I give a fuck less.”

Self-reference becomes a breadcrumb trail. You’ll hear that attitude resurface years later, an early glimpse of the unbothered posture that fueled bigger records.

“I make the D hot.”

Detroit pride doubles as wordplay, pivoting off the previous “teapot” bar. It’s a small flourish that anchors the verse to place while keeping the rhyme chain tight.

“You couldn’t flip shit playin’ in toilets with a spatula.”

A classic Detroit-battle flip - a gross-out image married to shop talk about rebuttals and on-the-spot reversals.

Shot of Open Mic by Eminem
Short scene from 'Open Mic' - the lo-fi aura fits the cut.
Production and rhythm

Strict boom bap grid at a mid-90s pace, bassline lifted from classic soul, and a Treach vocal slice anchoring the refrain. The mix spotlights articulation - you can count consonants. That’s by design: this is battle audio, not club gloss.

Cultural and historical touchpoints

Friday the 13th’s Jason mask appears as shorthand for menace. The Hip Hop Shop stands as the civic center of this story - a clothing store turned Saturday cipher, where Proof refereed and the city’s mic politics got sorted in public. The chorus traces back to Treach, which makes the track a conversation with 90s East Coast radio staples even as it grows from Detroit soil. (according to NME magazine)

Metaphors, symbols, and phrasing

Religious sacrifice hyperbole, kitchen tools for rebuttal metaphors, and city-name wordplay signal a writer testing range. The emotional arc starts irritated, shifts into instructor mode, and ends with a shrug - superiority proven, breath unbroken.

Key Facts

  • Artist: Eminem
  • Featured: Thyme
  • Composer: Denaun Porter
  • Producer: Denaun Porter
  • Release Date: November 12, 1996
  • Genre: Hip-hop, Boom bap, Midwest rap
  • Instruments: Sampled bassline and keys, drum machine programming, vocal scratches
  • Label: Web Entertainment
  • Mood: Defiant, competitive, instructor-like
  • Length: 4:02
  • Track #: 7 on Infinite
  • Language: English
  • Recorded at: Bassment Sound
  • Mixed by: Kevin Wilder, Robert “Flipside” Handy
  • Drum programming: Proof
  • Music style: Detroit boom bap with soul-sample foundation
  • Poetic meter: Predominantly stress-timed with trochaic openings and dense internal rhyme

Canonical Entities & Relations

Eminem collaborates with Thyme on the chorus. Denaun Porter produces the beat and co-writes. Proof hosts open mics at Maurice Malone’s The Hip Hop Shop. The Hip Hop Shop incubates Detroit battle culture. Web Entertainment releases the album Infinite. Bassment Sound engineers Kevin Wilder and Robert Handy record and mix the track. The chorus interpolates Treach of Naughty by Nature. Curtis Mayfield’s composition underpins the instrumental sample bed. Joey Bada$$ later samples the hook idea on “World Domination.”

Questions and Answers

What real location shapes the song’s world?
Detroit’s Hip Hop Shop, a boutique turned Saturday open-mic hub where Proof emceed and battles set the local pecking order.
Is Open Mic a single?
No - it’s an album cut. The hook may feel radio-ready, but the record functioned as scene currency, not a chart play.
What samples are embedded in the track?
A Curtis Mayfield soul slice provides the bed, while the hook lifts Treach from Naughty by Nature, giving the chorus its bite.
How does the writing foreshadow later Eminem?
The surgical internals, horror-comic imagery, and performance-as-lecture mode preview the technical swagger of the Slim Shady breakthrough years.
Why does the hook matter beyond Detroit?
Years later, Joey Bada$$ reanimates the chant on “World Domination,” proof that a local taunt can become a cross-borough handshake.
What’s distinctive about the flow mechanics here?
Short-breath bursts chained by consonant runs, with rhyme nuclei landing on kick-snare pivots - classic mid-90s cipher ergonomics.
How does the production serve the emcee?
Minimalist drums and a repetitive bass loop keep ears on syllables. It’s a mixing choice that values diction over sheen.
Where was it recorded and who steered the session?
Tracked and mixed at Bassment Sound with Kevin Wilder and Robert “Flipside” Handy; Denaun Porter handled production duties.
Did it win awards or chart?
No. Infinite was an underground release with limited distribution. The song’s impact was reputational, not statistical.
What’s the Detroit fingerprint in the lyrics?
Local shout-outs like “the D” and an ethos of competitive apprenticeship - sharpen the blade in public or give the mic back.
Any line-to-line callbacks within Eminem’s catalog?
Yes - attitudes and specific phrases reappear in later records, showing a through-line from shop-floor Em to stadium Em.

Additional Info

Detroiter to Detroiter, Maurice Malone once summed up shop nights simply: if Proof or Em stepped in, odds were the room would end up chanting one of their names. That’s the gravity this song tries to bottle. Joey Bada$$ sampling the hook later isn’t a coincidence - it’s a salute.

Sources

  • Rolling Stone
  • Detroit Free Press
  • WhoSampled
  • MusicOrigins
  • Grantland
  • Eminem.net
  • Billboard
  • Complex
  • GetSongBPM



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