[Round 1: Pat Stay]
Alright listen
I got pretty wild last event
I felt bad for that night
Til I just saw a blog you did where you said you asked me to fight
Tsst, yeah right
Just when I thought this shit calmed over
Usin' the washing room with a boner, I'm pissed all over
I fucking hate you
These dudes saved you
I should've caved you
Left his body in the old shed like a snake do
Call me an Aryan, it's only right you'll get straight boots
And that's just a metaphor for how long I lace you
I hate you
Drag you from here to Scarborough and scrape you
Isn't it crazy how far this rap shit can take you?
I hate you
Be thankful, we don't gank you, shank you
Erase you, cremate you, send you up to Cadalack Ron to freebase you
You see PH he'll say, "Damn, P ate you!"
Yeah, cause that's how Scotia do
Every time I'm close to you
I start getting this serious/Serius jonesing to start Dose-ing you
All them stupid faces you making in people's verses you spoken through
I just picture him going "WOOOO!" then BOOM!, he folds in two!
When Math hit you I was like, "Homie's wild!"
Saw you sleeping standing up and was like, "Holy cow!"
It was a camera phone so it was hard to catch it
He's still swinging, they aren't connecting
Well I'll be damned, this motherfucker is narcoleptic
Who says we need a bed just to have a little snooze?
Why cause a scene? I thought it was a stand up thing to do
Like honestly, do we always need to fall asleep?
So his legs were a little wobbly, we don't know how long he was on his feet, alright
He was exhausted!
Aye, this gon' be a clear loss
We are not the same, you plain/plane, you make my ears pop
I make top tiers drop tears and drop tiers/tears after
I'ma have to-
{Pat gets distracted and angered by presumably one of Serius Jones entourage}
I had a clear shot like Smirnoff
Should've smacked him upside his head, made it tilt like he's getting an ear drop
I'm sick of these so called legends thinking they can take a bunch of years off
Turn they backs then come running back cause they're broke and their career's flop
Fuck that!
I ain't hearing it bro, I put in classic after classic, ten years in a row
I lost my voice last time but now I'm clearing my throat
And I'm 'bout to make an example out you
I really take this shit serious/Serius Jones
Listen to me
Rock Steady like pyramid stones
Rob everything from his cell to his TV like he screen mirrored his phone
I am forever the heir to the thrown
The chain I'll share it with Rone
But tonight is a necklace I'm wearing his bones like the hunters of Sierra Leone
Listen to me
I'm out for blood and you shark food, dart you
With every needle in the pit from Saw 2 and draw through them all too
Talk through my shit and after when I spot you
Both hands up and it's not noon
Get your clock tuned
And you ain't running nowhere, you will not move
Shots through your feet look like you wearing Croc shoes
I can't believe he thought he could beat me he's so average
Round 1, Jones is done, closed casket
Alright listen
I got pretty wild last event
I felt bad for that night
Til I just saw a blog you did where you said you asked me to fight
Tsst, yeah right
Just when I thought this shit calmed over
Usin' the washing room with a boner, I'm pissed all over
I fucking hate you
These dudes saved you
I should've caved you
Left his body in the old shed like a snake do
Call me an Aryan, it's only right you'll get straight boots
And that's just a metaphor for how long I lace you
I hate you
Drag you from here to Scarborough and scrape you
Isn't it crazy how far this rap shit can take you?
I hate you
Be thankful, we don't gank you, shank you
Erase you, cremate you, send you up to Cadalack Ron to freebase you
You see PH he'll say, "Damn, P ate you!"
Yeah, cause that's how Scotia do
Every time I'm close to you
I start getting this serious/Serius jonesing to start Dose-ing you
All them stupid faces you making in people's verses you spoken through
I just picture him going "WOOOO!" then BOOM!, he folds in two!
When Math hit you I was like, "Homie's wild!"
Saw you sleeping standing up and was like, "Holy cow!"
It was a camera phone so it was hard to catch it
He's still swinging, they aren't connecting
Well I'll be damned, this motherfucker is narcoleptic
Who says we need a bed just to have a little snooze?
Why cause a scene? I thought it was a stand up thing to do
Like honestly, do we always need to fall asleep?
So his legs were a little wobbly, we don't know how long he was on his feet, alright
He was exhausted!
Aye, this gon' be a clear loss
We are not the same, you plain/plane, you make my ears pop
I make top tiers drop tears and drop tiers/tears after
I'ma have to-
{Pat gets distracted and angered by presumably one of Serius Jones entourage}
I had a clear shot like Smirnoff
Should've smacked him upside his head, made it tilt like he's getting an ear drop
I'm sick of these so called legends thinking they can take a bunch of years off
Turn they backs then come running back cause they're broke and their career's flop
Fuck that!
I ain't hearing it bro, I put in classic after classic, ten years in a row
I lost my voice last time but now I'm clearing my throat
And I'm 'bout to make an example out you
I really take this shit serious/Serius Jones
Listen to me
Rock Steady like pyramid stones
Rob everything from his cell to his TV like he screen mirrored his phone
I am forever the heir to the thrown
The chain I'll share it with Rone
But tonight is a necklace I'm wearing his bones like the hunters of Sierra Leone
Listen to me
I'm out for blood and you shark food, dart you
With every needle in the pit from Saw 2 and draw through them all too
Talk through my shit and after when I spot you
Both hands up and it's not noon
Get your clock tuned
And you ain't running nowhere, you will not move
Shots through your feet look like you wearing Croc shoes
I can't believe he thought he could beat me he's so average
Round 1, Jones is done, closed casket
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