Iron Solomon vs Daylyt

[Round 1: Iron Solomon] After six years of watching Mook run To show up and get booed, son When a classic gets ruined I don't know who lost and who won But the view from the future When you look back at what you've done You'll come to understand your slogan "You win some and you lose some" 'Cuase I won lots and I lost one And that day was gruesome But to build you must destroy So since that day I grew some See ya'll were sad I'm that dude ya'll imagine can't lose But I ain't mad at that loss I can handle that bruise You know what happened to past Jews We're used to having bad news You heard of King Solomon's wives I'm used to having mad boos No matter what bed you in Your habitat moves So if the fans all desert me I'll adapt to that, too Do the crime, do the time I'll accept any charge Step in a spar I ain't afraid of catching a scar Do dirt you might get dusted That's how shenanigans are You think I'de take one L and quit? I ain't Kendrick Lamar! 'Cuase that would make me the worst kind of whore Who gets fucked once and quits 'Cuase her vagina's sore But actually I'm glad that he came wearing that Cause I'm battling my own legacy This shit is a mirror match And the only real reason you getting held up this high Is cause you're a reflection of what I've done I see myself in your style Yo Brigante! How you feel about this round, Bish? You ready for me to take this mirror down now (crowd says "BITCH!") I've returned, my reign reached further with each verse But I'll deliver this kid defeat first Like a breached birth Got a ladder to climb to reclaim my spot at one Your name don't ring bells You just the bottom rung But you'll tide me over, so I made my way here Where your delivery can't slay my reign, dear The way this kid behaves Lot of misheif made But you sent a little letter to Saint Nicolas, prayed When the gifts get gave I'm gonna dig his grave Give you the biggest box on your wishlist, Day I can't wait to open up on him like Christmas day Send Light to meet Big I think Chris missed Day Ain't taking to L, no matter how you holla, Day And if you live 'till tomorrow, I'm boxing day With the heavy and the feather weights waiting, shouting fight, fight You could get left, left overs with the right, right Iron ain't taking Light light I'm taking Light's light This just isn't Day's day This is night night! Uppercut him to a kite height Punching holes through black I don't think Light bright So let the Jewish guy work You are getting crusified Thats how we do at my church I'm a hungry blood sucker You the food for my thirst Learn from a vampire what a human life's worth Right now, you feeling like you've survived worse Second round you thinking about suicides perks Third round, go to antics Maybe mooning might work You'll need more than your anus when U-N-I-verse So no bright ideas The stars are my peers To reach where Son at Would take Light years You can't eclipse my soul or my flare Right here is my throne, your throne Is a high chair And I just had a baby, so I recognise how babies all behave Won't eat his veggies so his energy is mainly off of grapes Want to shit in public, take out his dick in public And paint things on his face And won't get dressed to leave the crib if he can't put on a cape Well, baby D should be able to see in plain site With a cape in his crusade you still couldn't take flight You think you the brave type In a blink I will take life You look ast me wrong, D You'll be seeing a grave site For most opponents I'de stay awake right hwo a slave might I didn't even need to break night to see day light See, you been trying to roam the map don't even know the path The fork in the road you at, both ways go nowhere fast And even the coldest acts, sometimes hit a culdesac So watch where you turn or there'll be no going back See, I'm illuminating where this lane is going ahead, Light So you can see that this scene will shine more when we shed light It'll be a grave day when Light dead But the world will be a little lighter in light end Namaste [Round 1: Daylyt] This shit is fair as a air fight If you think I'm here to win battles Nah, I'm only here to make a name As soon as the mic handed to me The plan is to be the man in the mirror I'm only here to make a change Which is the key word Soon as the coin flip They realize the pen he brought for this quarter Got him screaming, oh my God, Day tense These iron rounds I got for money is currency But if y'all can't add that up now Later on it'll all make sense It's the new king versus the forgotten sire Let's see if you can spin a hot round Next to Mr. washer machine like y'all dryers I scream we be the best and it's all Briar's Will, too much quill for squares to box tired Of y'all bias I jot fire, résumé flame job hire For wop plier (?) Think I lost my grip in that title shot prior I showed up as a slave with wrinkled clothes And nine months later I got Iron/ironed I tell them its time to line up their mouth Like the motion hush Think ocean rush They quick to see I am honest The stuffy nose cold sick symptoms See visibly I am sinus Line minus I write for his ass So simply I'm your highness What I did for this match I'm talking train for the kid Mentally I am Thomas It's time I go at him fam Uncle Fester, Chester that cat Flame hot as the bad Cheeto Swag Frito Lays any bitch nigga We drag hero Grand Jito All rap, dogs snap Like a mad beagle Smash hito (?) I'm the lord of the ring Like the last Smeagol The last c-note Get marked out to 100 I'm past Deebo Leave a jackass tat on his back Now that's Steve-O The mass evil Get whip to be wrecked Like a smashed Regal One arm then iron in the sky I'm Magneto I tell him a light wind A breeze is what I desire Y'all believe it, I'm anemic I need to body iron Who you eyein Iron I'll hit Iron with the iron Show Iron how iron feel I told you I'm anemic Fuck around and get Iron peeled/pilled I am the ender My killer is (?) in flame I am the sender Y'all 'bout to see a round body On a Canadian stage I am a Bender I am a trender I'll let a clip load I am a render Ironman get hit with the hawk I am Avengers Time