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You will see these two savages do what it takes to defend their honor and respectCritical Bill 1,500 views 2:49 BeastMODE - KDOT ODOT vs CASE CLOSED - Rap Battle - Duration: 13:30Sign in Transcript Add translations 44,872 views 86 Like this video? Sign in to make your opinion countNorman Krates 1,550 views 3:25 I dont sale no crack I smoke crack!! - Duration: 1:41Pat Stay vs Charron (Title Match) Home K King of the Dot Pat Stay vs Charron (Title Match) Switch sides on your man right now." But Pat found out, said if I brought Hollohan on stage I was getting stabbed right now You wanna threaten me with violence, I'm 'bout to spaz right now Don't talk that shit, I'm on my grown man right now You wanna scrap right now? Why would you do that? That shit's wack right now You call me "racist" saying I don't like people that are black right now? Well c'mon, at least I ain't afraid to come out my country and go on Smack right now But yo, he found out, he found--how did you find out about my Hollohan angle? I'm so mad right now I wish I didn't spit my bars to Bishop Brigante so bad right now Nah, nah, he's sad right now Heart pumping so fast right now His little sister's crying loud from the ground right now Wanting to smack him like the brother she never had right now That's real shit, you got exposed You got exposed, that's how the story unfolds But since y'all know the real Pat Stay It's time you meet the real Corey Charron Cause you dissed Marv's brother for autism.think it's hella jokes? Well, I was diagnosed with a form of autism when I was twelve years old Non-verbal learning disability I was told by the doctor I don't mean to move my hands like this, or be socially awkward But they say I gotta change my image What you know about being clinically depressed? Being told you're prone to suicide when they administered a test Getting beat up in elementary school cause you're a skinny little pest Crying while you're forced to take meds cause you're different from the rest I can't even-I can't even hold eye contact.it's really true But I block it out and make you LOOK AT ME when I'm killing you See I used to be ashamed, and I realized I'm not crazy After everything I've accomplished, I'm happy how God made me But you, created a fake image to find worth from all your friends You're not a boss, you're a scumbag in a world that is pretend The judges might rob me, so fuck the verdict at the end You win battles off being comfortable, but at least I'm comfortable with the person that I am! See, that's that real shit That's that real shit, I'm ruining vets I just killed Pat Stay, tell that bitch Mook he's next! [Round 3: Pat Stay] Yo, that cancer Cole shit's fake and we can call Cole to witness I just sent a Christmas present to Cole You wouldn't send him coal for Christmas Real shit, I've been curing cancer patients But I can't cure "38 Pounds, Squirmy Greyhound, Nervous Breakdown, Praying Mantis, Shaky Faggot"' Yo, and you know what bro? You see this guy right here, up here in the wheelchair in the front row His name's Joel I brought him upstage with me with my Compliment Battle with Rone True fan I bought his plane ticket to be here tonight at this show And I met him once! I'm more of a stand-up fucking guy than you can ever know! You would never do that shit I've done more for this culture than you could ever imagine We depend on my classics If I didn't beat Arcane, our chain would've went from metal to plastic Wouldn't never have lasted, we were pedaling backwards On the last threat of the patch of our letterman jackets Organik was forced to book all the American rappers And Smack almost wiped us out so I stepped up and snatched it Wait, now let me just ask this What if I conformed, too, and just tried to blend in with Smack? Now everyone raps identical, next thing you'd know we're done cause there's no separate brackets And what kind of leader would I be if I let that shit happen? And that's why I'm Lieutenant and Captain The last original, the staple that kept us intact, bitch I AM King Of The Dot, my name's embedded in that shit A legendary status you will never establish, this is my shit Your motherfucking highness, I am Everything you ever wanted to be, I'm the star you strive to align with I am the man on the top of that mountain you struggle to climb that you Didn't even try, you think it's a lie Then why am I a bigger name than you when you've done so much more THAN I DID?! OPEN YOUR EYES, KID! I'm just-I'm just a more superior human besides this He knows it too and it eats him alive Cause my perfections reflect the weakness inside him You will never.ever.ever be my equal You are nothing but a fucking puppet Who gets that underdog pity from people A coward who gets tough in battles with dudes that are looked at as bullies Cause he knows.it's the only place he'll get away with that shit But it makes him look like a hero See, Suge let it slide when you grabbed him like that Figured he was half his size, it wouldn't feel right I'm the type to whoop that ass to teach you This battle rap shit ain't real life Swear to God I'm the same dude when the camera's on when the camera's off You'll never see me front on camera like George Costanza's boss You need a punch in the face This the kid that went on Smack and stereotyped all white guys as socially awkward nerds with little dicks You are a fucking disgrace "Uh, where's my Don Demarco" Shut up, you little fucking creep, they should've gave you a Donnie Darko C'mon, I'm gonna flow on your side so you can feel how it feels, 'kay? Charron, I will always be the king They wanna give you the chain then take it Hate to say this, but y'all make it more like an ankle bracelet See the reason I just got you to switch me sides, I did that to make a statement That you can hold down my position for me but you will never trade me places The king! More on Genius Dev Hynes & Starchild Debut VeilHymn Project With New Track Hymn About Pat Stay vs Charron (Title Match) From King of The Dots Blackout 5 event in Toronto, CanadaExplore Marketplace Community Groups Forum Blog Friends Guidelines Register Log In Please enable Javascript to take full advantage of our site featuresHollow Da Don vs Pat Stay KOTD Cypher Series Vol100 Bulletz vs Chilla Jones 3

The National 104,568 views 1:58 Toronto Mayor Fights Crack-Smoking Video Accusations - Duration: 1:59Pat Stay vs Charron (Title Match) King of the Dot Featuring Charron, Pat Stay Album Blackout 5 Pat Stay vs Charron (Title Match) Lyrics [Round 1: Charron] Its Canadas favorite roid head, the skinny kids rival They disregard your lack of bars 'cause youre literally their idol I dont care if your arm strong, youre a bitch thats on a cycle Like Lance Armstrong; its only right I strip you of your title Back in Scotia, they filmed scraps He didnt punch or even strike He just yelled from the back, like Sucka free, get hype! Just cause dudes buffer, youd think hed chuck a decent right Nah, youre Bruce Buffer; you just talk before other people fight You act tough with a crew, but never would scrap dolo Funny youre from the dark side, but cant use your hand solo Youre an insecure little girl, I think that its obvious You portray this image to hide the fact that youre a bitch with no confidence Ill battle you in an handicap stall and relinquish your dominance Cause youre such an attention whore, you cant even shit without fishing for compliments Rip his heart out, enjoy the rush Im usually tense but I ace it when noise erupts Your handicap craps wont amount to jack Wheres the toilet brush The Kings getting dumped in Queen Elizabeth Thats a royal flush Im in an aggressive mood and Ill step to you End this dude when you poo On the internet with views Summon every special move up in Tekken 2 The king dies on the toilet; Ill Elvis Presley you! You know what rhymes with "sucka free"? Ducking me Lately youve been crying in battles I think you need a hug from me I want to blow my brains out, I dont care whatll happen Sometimes I get down on myself like Marilyn Manson Shut up bitch, speaking of Marilyn, this 'roid head thinks hes tough and rowdy Since you juice Im cut throat behind bars like the Sons finale You recycled with Math and Shotty, didnt think we could tell? He mad right now, embrace that shit Youre just grabbing schemes from the shelf If all you do is reuse concepts youre in need of some help Your name should be history cause you have a strange way of repeating yourself His girl fucks for money, cant afford her rent She gave you multiple STDs and theres more youll get She treats it like Maple Leaf coaches when youre erect Pat burns, cause shell ride your peter If you give that whore a check Casket, extra space, your brother stuffed in your resting place Youll be sleeping with your family like Kevin Gates Them 'roids got you shriveling, deflates his fucking scrotum Pats balls are so small Tom Brady wants to throw them They like him better than me more, hes over hype Since Patrick sways these people, well see how it goes tonight Nah, they like him better Demi Moore, hes overhyped Its Patrick Swayze; people bout to see a Ghost tonight You win off crowd control, make your bitch ass stutter My punches connect with the fans like Hitmans brother And you said you want to fuck me Who wouldnt? Come on, Im fucking hot as hell bro Thinking you're a modern-day composer You compensate with cocky swag 'Cause all you got is great composure You wanted me to grow? Ill body-bag this joker Now Im straight shitting on him; potty trainings over [Round 1: Pat Stay] That Tom Brady linewhat if I did do steroids and my balls shriveled up? Who gives a fuck? Whens the last time you heard a girl be like Girl, he got the biggest nuts I mean, wouldnt that just make my dick look bigger And hang lower? As far as the game goes, when this blade I throw goes into your apple, its game over From the cracks in the pavement I rose, a lion amongst sheep I am the one The front lead and only will there ever be one me Try on my crown, but you'll never become king Let me reiterate: you imitate, I innovate Separating the word "dick rider" from the word "inspire" I am the greatest The chain's material, the title's a statement A stone my name is engraved in Welcome to my home, you're a guest in this house For too long have I let you just lounge on this sectional couch It's like I've adopted you, you've adopted everyone's style So since you my child, I'mma rinse out your mouth with bars I'm coming in swinging, sonny, listen I'm about to bury you King of the Dot champ versus the King of the Dot tramp I'mma trample through You begged for this, now I'm bagging you Demand you demanded, this man'll dismantle you Yeah, they cheer for you But if there were no chants, there'd be no chance for you Helicopter propeller chopper; the fans carry you Dawg, it's gonna to be painful Anal fisting: you're about to get that ass handed to I'm not comparing you to animals when I say this cat's unbearable He's boring, mechanical Like a mythological horse dragon, you Ride so many bandwagons, there should be A horse dragging you Was the proud nerd that embraced your image And that's why they were fans of you But years later he's letting the cannon shoot Now they'll no longer stand for you Understandable, cause you don't have to be Joe Budden to hear he abandoned you He'll be so confused staring through the barrel trying to fit Magazines and bananas through He wouldn't dare shoot In the forest wearing an orange camp flannel suit Boy, if I start slamming you on the floor It'll leave him in a state of horror And sit his ass down like Orlando You hear me? I can't stand this dude Fucking manhandle you Shove a pair of antlers through his cap like Camp Caribou! I reference a children's show 'cause that's what I have to cater to Now watch me lift up his skirt Like the opening credits in Sailor Moon Dawg, you said these lines in all seriousness: "My squad supply in Bolivia If I got the gat, I'll pop the pipe and get rid of ya" Really bro? You gonna buck the heater you little fucking wiener? I could go on for days "Ooo fuck with me, head shot, buck fifty" uh, really? Could've sworn you're the most nervous little runt in this city What hood are you from? Jane and Flinch? But that's what they cheer for right now So I get it, "buck fifty"; he just hears what the crowd likes and it goes from his ear to his mouth Boy, you got shit backwards! Dawg, look me in my pupils Corey, stop it You're a fucking harmless fucking loser "It's Charron, I'll clutch the Ruger Yeah I may be a fucking loser, but I started from the bottom like Drake and now I'm the future" Bro you are literally the biggest fucking dick-sucking, wave-riding, trend-following, brown-nosing leech to ever exist Just fucking accept the cards you were dealt Stop copying everyone else It's not you Corey, have some goddamn confidence in yourself See all these Smack battles you watch Got you acting all ratchet 'Til this hatchet I got winds up in your side and half of your body pops out like a Jack-in-the-Box 'Til somebody pops him for mocking These American idols that he clearly misunderstood Pallbearers crying, his body they carry under wood I quote: "See I'm just skinny and smart I don't think that I'm hard I know I'm a nerd so I live with that card" Y'all tripping right now If you encrypted those bars I spit at the start See I intertwined every line in genius-ly Strategically picked him apart And exposed the contradicting Carbon copy, piece of shit that you are [Round 2: Charron] He flipped that Tom Brady bar, I'm like that's okay Talking about big balls, I'm like okay, that shit's gay But real talk, I'm the underdog We talking football, I'm supposed to get killed by Patrick Stay? This like Seattle on the 1 yard line: they gonna' be surprised when you pass away He making fun of those gun bars, okay, fuck it I'ma flip this You had a line about Joe Budden, that's nothing, I'ma rip this Cause real talk, this'll be a total slaughter It's nothing, just forget this Besides you I look like 5'9" but you'll get more than a crooked eye if you butt in to my business You're scared to battle in URL Ducking all events on the calendar When you threatened Marv then took off You lost respect from every battler I stood up to Suge in NY, they had respect for the challenger You would've lost In New York cause you ran from Marv, like Kevin McCallister! You declined battles on Smack You could've made some decent money You battle in Canada cause we're the only place that thinks you're funny You headline - LOOK AT ME WHEN I'M KILLING YOU RIGHT NOW LOOK AT ME WHEN I'M FUCKING KILLING YOU! You headline every World Domination But it straight up seems to bug me How you going to dominate the world when you're too afraid to leave your country? You and Day' were supposed to be in Cali You hide with the throne You ain't a real champ Until you make someone die on the road You rely on reaction, you can't land lines on your own You're a cordless phone Cause you won't get reception when you step outside of your home He'll talk about raping me like "I want that wiener.Oscar Mayer" And the crowd reacts like that's some Supa Hot Fire!!! He smoking crack 'til he spaz out (spaz out) Patty giving neck 'til he pass out (pass out) I swear to God, all I do is black out (black out) You be smoking rock, get up out that crack house! Nah fuck that, you're a fiend that sparks You want to talk about Jane and Flinch? Alright let's do some T Dot shit if he is smart Cause real talk, you're a crackhead, you're a fiend that sparks This crackhead's getting his chain snatched Like DMX in Regent Park My Formula won/One, Danica Patrick can take that Look at me when I'm killing you! They claiming that Patrick raw There's an avalanche on his face mask I will take your fortune if they react to your lame craft Light up the square with wordplay cause Pat doesn't say jack Claim that you need a bigger name, I'm really just puzzled I beat Clips, Magic, Ars' Their views to yours are literally doubled You think I'm unknown? Good thing I'm quick to rebuttal Guess that brought in someone nameless/Knaemlis to kill you like Twist versus Shuffle After, I want Madchild, Bender, I'm ready to hunt now I got a lot in store All my Canadian Targets about to get shut down You wet willy'd Jimmy, but gave I.C.EChoose your languageHustle, I won't even shoot you with it Just SMACK, and your head will have a gat as big as Kristi Yamaguchi standing nigga This how the story go Your bitch will suck a random dick like glory hole I get you both smoked for short money, Tori Doe nigga Who gon' stop Ice? I done stopped life in front of stop lights So if I miss I'm still fit to catch the murder on another ave So if I see three I'm still QBing the hit to get the drop right Talk to me right or I smack blood out you I better get a hog out you If I don't, I'ma go in your mouth and pull that lil' bit of thug out you, you bitch ass nigga If I bump K and he front, I'ma catch a case like Bump J Y'all gon' see murder (C-Murder) from a Master P you can tell your Lil' Romeo one day The streets see for everybody that's why I hide from every body So see me when you see me cause I might be the last nigga you saw before you see EVERYBODY! Nigga, I do gully shit, muddy shit Like, they'll only see your stomach floating But everything fallout out your back underwater got you looking like a jellyfish nigga I'm Rich Porter, I keep a gun cause only a nigga close like Po can hit me I throw him 50 plus protect him by throwing 50 so I keep it 100 with no one with me nigga Ice! Your bitch will love me and I'll love her back Fuck me and I'ma fuck her back Cause you reach out arms, I make her hug a strap nigga Different nigga, yeah we pouring out for the same type of dead homies but this is different liquor Cheer up or get a haircut from a different clipper nigga I work harder And got a whole different team of ballers I Coach Carter Nigga only 2 Chainz could tell you how Ludacris shit be when you go solo and come harder nigga So place a table bet I get your whole table wet They'll have DNA by every other number like when he played Roulette nigga You niggas say "bars" in a reference or you talking slickly My Wolf know just by the way I "bars" I got that 40 with me nigga Ice! [Round 1: Bigg K] I said yo Ice You a 50 year old low life, no stripes You and your Wolf can get stuck together like cold rice Bow knife, old head come get your dome sliced I roll up with it in my lap like the phone lights So nice, you trash for the low price No bars, they blinded by your flash, that's a strobe light I'm throwing bombs, you holding on, let it go Ice Your ship sailed, you're stinking up this card with that Old Spice You smell me? I don't rock with that But if you 50 and still broke you got to rap I put the blades on ice like a hockey match Two rifles, I'm live with a pair of scopes (Periscope) I don't got the app Get clapped, it'll be five goons where Ice chilling After I green light the room like night vision No water, that's a puddle of blood, Ice dripping It got real, then they saw me take a chunk out the top, Ice fishing Listen, I'm bringing three rounds, slip and it's a beat down I'm strapped like the Navy, lama by the kidney Get it jumping in Beantown I push the Pinto, slump with the seat down Now I'm dabbing in the dump like I'm Dee Brown Clown, no friends, it's the fam' only Full clip, I peel a can like anchovies Your 16 from the 50, damn homie That shit'll clean Ice up like a zamboni I said I'm Tony, Montana with a sledgehammer For your stash next door, Ned Flanders The clip falling off the hip, wet Pampers A big one hit your chest Fred Sanford Who fronting? You don't like it than do something Fuck rap, I run through dust I'm dune bugging Plugged, I know some rasta mons, tools dumping I had them dreads slide on Ice; Cool Runnings Gun in the zipper medic, throw one in your lid and wet it Showtime oven, they'll set it and then forget it You flexing, I'ma stretch it I ain't real sympathetic Fire an HK like Hell's Kitchen credits Dead it, I'ma fuck him up, squeeze him like a rubber duck This'll have you scared to leave your crib like the Bubble Guts This shit'll knock a horse down, word to Buttercup Get set up, slap Ice with a stick, that's a Knuckle Puck What it's about? Don't make me come to your house Kick a dead body under the couch The 40 kicking like a kangaroo tucked in the pouch While he chilling, if Ice grilling I put a slug in his mouth Eat dick, top it off with a plate full of AIDS Cut it out or get folded; paper mache Just keep your fucking mouth shut like we playing charades Harlem Hospital giving beds out but you going straight to the grave! [Round 2: Head I.C.E.] I'll smack the shit out you K, on everything Show up to where you and yours is settling things And when the preacher say, "Do anybody disagree?" I say, "Me." Then come up there and rob you and that bitch for y'all wedding rings Nigga do it later! Watching your block get shot up by my young niggas is some of the shit I do with paper nigga Rolling blunts, picking niggas up, ordering food Telling killers what's the latest on the news Is the only thing you do with gangstas nigga Yeah, he's slick with the talk but he ain't there for the walk he frauding Drill rapping but look like the son of Phil Jackson, he Jordan Don't get your pops killed Cause We Are The Streets, way before The Lox deal Nigga I leave your cheek exposed Remove everything from out your house, that street valuable but you could keep your clothes Then terrorize him, he'll be hiding in the Carolinas for about a week or two Then just pop up on a beach somewhere like a dead whale in about a week or two Nigga we bout that yeah I don't mind tripping with bodies so if you tripping you bodied Forgot about after a few sips of Bacardi I'm on a bitch in the party nigga Fraud listen I done hit niggas more times than a prison board system You think you hard bodied? Well wait for that autopsy tell them how much shit they did wrong to 'em nigga You from a state that got common wealth It's legal for y'all to hold your burners Still my young nigga will rock you while you buying cigarettes from the store and get away with it like Omar murder Ave don't fuck with you [Bigg K] He a sucker that's why [Head I.C.E.] Ave don't fuck with you [Bigg K] Ave's a pussy [Head I.C.E.] Ave don't fuck with you.let him get salty Ave don't fuck with you, your muscle got arthritis where yo' heart find it? How he this great white and nobody in the shark biting? [?] was looking for the nigga but couldn't find him like some tires I was trying to get to match the truck Young X said he pussy He know a few niggas in the hood but he don't back it up I know a bitch that don't even know him and she said she would smack him up So it's safe to say that that place you stay won't back you up nigga I been in and out of VA for 16 years nigga I know yo' block Five houses down got the weed and around the corner they moving Molly and speed In apartment C just above the go-go spot Killa Black and Jay be lurking in yo' hood with they hammers that you don't even know they got So if I send you a picture with two niggas on your porch smoking weed It ain't Photoshop nigga You hear me? So don't let that head upstairs be the reason there ain't no head upstairs Cause if Head upstairs I'ma make it to where no one else can head up there So do I want the head up? Yeah! What's popping K? I just showed you my stripes from the line, DrLoadingBig T 13{{:: 'cloudflarealwaysonshortmessage' i18n }} Check genius for updatesBig T 13

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