Pat Stay vs. Math Hoffa King of the Dot (Ft. Math Hoffa & Pat Stay)

[Round 1: Pat Stay]
Ready?
What up ho
Yo I knew you wasn't as tall as me man
Shit you try and reach my head
You look like you part of the clan
And Math ain't shit to me, I cheated on all my exams
So you already know I got this shit in the palm of my hand
You think I'm scared of you?
Dose me I dare you to try
I'm something terrible
Stare into the glare in these eyes
A fucking animal, a caribou compared to a lion
A bear on its hind legs ready to rip a deer by its spine
A Hannibal, covered in blood with my hands in the sky
And paint my face with it smeared on my eyes like ancient Native American tribes
He claims he packs that 9 milli, But that's clearly a lie
Cause it's simple mathematics, you never carry a 9
The Math professor, about to school you
Class in session, pass your test in
Put your hands up if you have a question
I'ma teach yo' ass a lesson, snatch your pencil
Snap it in half then rapidly stab your neck
Till the gash looks like a staph infection
You couldn't last a second in this class, or grasp the academics
There's charts and graphs
And your bars don't have connection like phones with bad reception
Pat's a legend like map directions
Cast reflections that crack glasses and smash the lenses
And I'm mad dyslexic, I read the wrong way a lot
So I'll twist your cap backward since you want to be Pac
I'll give you another one of those check this
I just battled Ice, The Wolf, a close match up
Two real dudes, that's why it was such a dope battle
You just faced Arsonal, but see what y'all have in common is you're both actors
Only thing you have in common with Wolf is your flow backwards
Pac, Wolf, flow backwards?
I slow roast rappers 'til they're so black Joe Jackson will cold smack them
Mob shit, roll past him in an old fashioned Volkswagen
Like the wiser's brotherhood; slow, clapping
No acting, thick like a wool jacket
I'll pull back and make you do a full back flip
Bull mastiff, predator drone blasting
Round 1, Math is done, closed casket