round one and this battle ive already won//
you yet realize it but im getin ready and set
and hit you so hard it causes amnesia to make you forget
your exsistence when you battle this vet//
you call yourself mr mic but the light turns to night when you like, umm, spit what you call spite
i call it Mr. (Man I Cant) stand cause damn i can easily lyrically rip you into two like my bare hands//
i dunno why im doin my light work but hey if it hurts
go dig yourself a hole and ill cover you in dirt....burried