Open Mike Eagle - Unfiltered

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{Verse 1: Open Mike Eagle}
Want to express myself
I want to be revealing
I'm always holding back to keep from hurting people's feelings
Pulled over by a cop
I was playing nice
I'm trying to say polite things, ask what his day was like
Wanted to cuss him out
Him and my coworkers
Sometimes I speak my mind, I'd like to go further
And say shit when I feel it
And cuss at little children
I'm tired of holding back, I'm going unfiltered

{Verse 2: Danny Brown}
Listen here, you racist pig
Explain to me just what I did
I was only doin' 40 in a 45
Oh right, I'm black and I'm late this time
But screw my boss, he can kiss my ass
Fuck whoever still run from the sound
Fuck him, fuck her, and your mom and dad
Fuck them, fuck you, and your dog and cat
Lost my brain, think I'm goin' insane
Off the rails on the crazy train
Takin' action, can't even explain
Why I cursed a kid and got joy from his pain
Yo, son, it ain't real, tell me, what's your deal?
Feel really good to say it how you really feel
Get it off my chest, let me express
That means I'm sayin', "Go fuck yourself"

{Verse 3: Open Mike Eagle}
Uh, that got out of hand, I may have overshared
Looks like I may have spilled a drink or two and broke a chair?
Yeah, we should keep it realer, go where emotion takes us
I need a minute here to recollect my social graces

{Verse 4: Danny Brown}
Think I need to go vomit right now
I'ma drink more, then hold it down
Bartender, bring another round
Before I blow chunks all over the ground
Wait, what's that? You hear that sound?
I'm about to go off right now
Drunk, reckless, and I'm talkin' loud
Do you mind if I just wild out?
Do you mind if I just wild out?

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“One of LA’s smartest young voices” says the LA Times…which the artist suspects, may just be a covert way of saying LA is dumb. “Open” Mike Eagle wouldn’t terribly mind, being born and raised in Chicago where the painful winters and his uppity grandparents kept him inside as a youth.

He spent his formative years watching alternative music happen on MTV and hoping to one day be able to audition for the Native Tongues.

As a young adult after graduating with a degree in Psychology, he did the next best thing and moved to Los Angeles, joining the Project Blowed collective where he made music and toured with Busdriver, Aceyalone, Abstract Rude, Nocando and more. He’s also gained notoriety in the world of comedy by being invited by professional funny people (Paul F. Tompkins, Hannibal Buress, Matt Besser/UCB) to rap at their shows. He’d like to be rap’s Kurt Vonnegut but recognizes that he’d first have to create something as iconic as the four-stroke illustration of an anus. He practices by releasing rap albums that delight, entertain, and confuse.