Real Deal vs Math Hoffa King of the Dot (Ft. Math Hoffa & Real Deal)

[Round 1: Math Hoffa]
In this battle rap game, there are no friends
The way I use a razor, I'll make you think me and Zorro twins
I'll put a pocket on ya side, give him cargo skin
Or let the four bang on his chest like when Goro win
Deal...cut the deck!
Fuck ya rep, where ever I go, I get 'nuff respect
Mass what up?
I mean it took me two years but I'm here tho'
This weirdo make the scene corny
For this bird they call a scare, crows pecked at my grave like Brandon
That's when my head peaked
I'm Bruce son, fuck what you brung, nigga I'm deadly (dead Lee)
This is big business, I came here to dig his ditch
And bury you next to Nocando and Syd Vicious
That Grind Time style's so old I gotta dust him
You the same Trevor, through every era you not adjustin' (a Justin)
See once upon a time, you was killin' these pups
Now you a back page prostitute, your delivery's butt
I mean it literally sucks
Trevor you've given enough
You not that Cinderella Man you Hillary Duff
Let's keep it a buck
You can't spit with me lyrically
Far as punches, my hunch is, you can't get with me physically
Picture the imagery
I swing, hit his chin, he get the boot shake
I turn this fruit face into Italy
I'm the epitome of punchlines, yeah they know that shit's real
They need to take your name on the cards off, they won't miss Deal
Me? I'm entertainin'
You? I think you playin'
I watch all your battles after Sno(w) bored (board), you Winter Gamin'
Let me put this into laymen's terms, you on the down slope
For years I watched you tryin' to hang, well now you found rope
Cause you don't got bars like that
After this match, you gon' be at the bar like that {snaps fingers}
So try not to fall asleep you know his bars type wack
And I'll be here the next round to bring the bars right back
Hoffa!