Yo
World War 300

All I am is one Mike
Thought you beat me not quite
All I am is one Mike
Let me get this done right

Stole another beat to end this old fool
This old-school
I hold fuel to this cold dude and burn him like I’m told to
Destruction is total
He’s got nowhere to go
Mm
I’d let him run away, it’s okay, let him pray
He can’t take my faith, that’s the one thing that will stay
You’ll be long gone, you can pay with your dismay
Stay on your knees to beg that I’ll exonerate
"MC Mike he killed you"
Empty words still feel true
"You’re gonna be missed, dude"
The man got 66 views
I’m dead, next flex
I’m scared xx (Lloyd-oh!)
Cause this man made a boomerang for his boomer gang
Overlayed his song with some flippin Comic Sans
And he’s screaming to his mic
Some random emo trite
Imma fight
Don’t mess with a lyricist I finish this
Administer this killing hit then straight into the bin with it

All I am is one Mike
Thought you beat me not quite
All I am is one Mike
Let me get this done right

Born on 4/20, wish he could smoke up to heaven
Cause if he were a blazer he could get on a year seven
This rock producer thinking he can beef with me, a real MC
Send this kid home, CF83 3FE
That’s the kind of rhymes I bring
When it’s time to win
I was only playing when I made that other thing
Just my lyrical exercise
Do sit-ups to end these guys
800 reps then make even fresher rhymes
I focus on my lyrics
Cause people need to hear it
That’s why my beat’s not so loud it’ll rip my ears like earrings
Looking at the win, I’m peering
So enticing, so appealing
Which explains the way I’m feeling
Ears are ringing, match is finished
Spittin' blood down in the mud
You lost this bro, don’t get up
I’m serious
I’m ending this
Final diss, you hit you’ll miss
Let me reign victorious
My rhymes remaining glorious
"Mention BBE again"
You’re a rip off like this chorus is
Me and Brandon gold and silver, you’re not even bronze
Dominate the scene, we’re the pros and you’re the cons
All the dirt I have, I expose it all at once
The guy at concerts with you who turned out to be a nonce

All I am is one Mike
Thought you beat me not quite
All I am is one Mike
Let me get this done right

All I am is one Mike
One guy
With one target
Bye bye
Focus in with one eye
One eye up to one sky
To praise one God, the only one important
Bring that up for the sake of one Lewis Thornton
One drummer boy is over
Head over to one church, one grave
In one brand new Rover
Finish this like Nas did Hova
Then sit down on the sofa
Calm this thing down bring some tea with a coaster
Guess one Mike is all we need
Half the duo does the deed
Any more would be greed, cause this is all you’re getting
Like you wanted more I’m guessing
I taught this guy a lesson unless your brain needs refreshin'
This battle needed ending
You’re good at what you do but rapping ain’t your main thing
You’re like if Elvis challenged Picasso at to do a painting
I beat you with stolen beats
No mean feat
Don’t mess with No One Likes the Sound, I’m out of here, peace

Yeah
Mm
World War 300
Final battle, over
We are gathered here today
To commemorate the loss of our gentle friend
Growing Cold
And all that he stood for
And I'd like to open this service...