Pat Stay vs. G Duble King of the Dot (Ft. G Duble & Pat Stay)

[Round 1: G Duble]
Ten fucking years
He ducked me, hibernating
What you're lookin' at right here is a Frankenstein that I created
I taught him how to kill rappers, crash and crumble 'em
But what he doesn't understand is that his master is right here standing in front of him
Now face your fears
I don't know what's more ridiculous, his fuckin' fake teeth or his fuckin' big ears
Or that stupid faggotity propeller hat he wears
I know he's scared
6'6" for nothin'
Chuck him a basketball and a trampoline and he still couldn't fuckin' dunk it
Cause he's a fuckin' weakling
Saying he's going to punch this and punch that
Stop it Pat
The only thing you punch is a fucking rubber man who couldn't punch back
You fuckin' old hunchback
You should've second guessed
Cause now he's shook and disappearing like an Etch-A-Sketch
You big as fuck bro, that's true
But if the World Trade can collapse Pat than you can collapse too
Pat's through
Patrick who?
No more pain
I yank him off the fucking game like an abscessed tooth
He's nothing to me, a big faggot I cruise through
Seriously, you can get knocked the fuck out like your father used to
Bitch I got moves to, don't let me get my moves on
Shit I can move walk across the Atlantic fuckin' ocean with cinderblock shoes on
More fresh than you
More swag than you
What you accomplish in ten years Pat would've took me a fuckin' day or two
I don't even know how he's this close to me cause everything about me is faggot proof
And I'm more fuckin' Sucka Free than you could ever be
Nah, hates the truth
All them years, all them views
All them interviews on the news
Hanging out with Drake and filming crews
And you still ain't amount to shit
Give me my fuckin' plunger
Cause this old plumber is about to flush down three 300 pounds of shit