when u accepted this battle...i heard "Dead man walking"
so when u spit ya verse...u just a dead man talking//
my boy's call me "paperweight"...i'm holding shit down
i'll dig a "circle" in the ground and have u laying a "Round"//
i ain't talking bout' noodles when the cops find big shells
ain't from "Harlem World", but i'll give ya record a "Big L"//
i take my time when i write...u can say i'm cautious
cuz my rhymes is so sick...i feel i'm nauseous//
i'm unemployed but still making cents (Sense) like Common
i like hip-hop but at shows i "rock" like "diamonds"//
I'm Mike Vanderjagt the way i be kicking shit
u collect stamps, A.K.A.= u like licking shit//