rap battle

I knock all of your lights out With my verse, y'all be cursed, exploding like some fireworks



You step to me and you're gonna get creamed Corn all up in your teeth, you reek



Y'all better watch out Cause big trouble's on the mic

But you're bizarre
Yes you sir, are a loser
So cover up that freakish dome and head back home and take your poems


Hey Mordecry, or I mean Mordecai
Didn't mean to diss you, please don't run away and hide
Saw you sobbin' at that movie A Very Happy Bride
Here, I'll pass you a tissue, try and have some male pride