I think I broke my hand on that crazy fucker's face

The early morning hours of August 23rd, 1988. Mike Tyson shows up at Dapper Dan's in Harlem to pick up a leather jacket on which he has had emblazoned "Don't Believe the Hype." Mitch "Blood" Green is nearby, and goes to confront the man who once pounded him in the ring. They argue inside the store, and then Green follows Mike outside to his Rolls.

I envision the discussion at that point going something like this:

GREEN: You’re with Don King now motherfucker and Don King robbed me! You robbed me! Don King fucking robbed me!

TYSON (to the air): Yeah, well, Don King robs everybody.

GREEN (following Tyson): Don’t fucking walk away from me Mike! You owe me money yo! You both owe me money!

Mike keeps walking to his car.

GREEN: I said don’t you walk away from me motherfucker! You didn’t really beat me Mike and you know it! All you did was rob me!

TYSON: What? What? You really gonna say that you won that fight? Bullshit. I won that fuckin fight. I beat you easy. So let it go.

Mike stands square eying Green, rubbing his fists, adjusting his many rings. Green focuses in on Mike’s rings, and then says slowly….

GREEN: We could do it again right now.

When Mike laughs at that and starts to get in his car, Green grabs Mike's shirt, and Mike wheels around and cold-cocks him in the forehead, drawing a spew of blood and, as he immediately senses, breaking his hand.

That injury would force the postponement of his bout with Frank Bruno, and the late-night Harlem showdown would gain infamous tabloid status in the career of Tyson's violent encounters outside the ring.