Pat Stay vs. Charlie Clips by King of the Dot (Ft. Charlie Clips & Pat Stay)
Pat Stay vs. Charlie Clips by King of the Dot (Ft. Charlie Clips & Pat Stay)

Pat Stay vs. Charlie Clips

King of the Dot & Pat Stay & Charlie Clips * Track #6 On World Dominantion VII Toronto

Pat Stay vs. Charlie Clips Lyrics

[Round 1: Charlie Clips]
I swear to God I love Toronto, Canada
'Cause y'all let rappers like 100 Bulletz say they Black
And let niggas like Pat walk around, puttin' on the illest façade
But y'all forgot when him and Hollohan was fuckin', huh?
And they was runnin' around nekkid and pretend to be gods
Until I killed Hollohan, and since they a couple, I'm back now to finish the job
Oh, y'all think it's a game until I load and give PS two (PS2) in his memory card
Remember that? Well, that nigga back
And I'm so motherfuckin' mean wit' it
This is World Dom 7
Out the gate, I gotta do a whole 'nother (scheme wit' it!)
First of all, Pat, I'm so NY
And outside of New York, I'm just a different artist
The chrome black like a PSP
And you think it's a Game, Boy, until I switch the cartridge
Y'all book Pat Stay more than me?
Oh, I see, you like the Nintendo DS more
But if he ain't sellin' tickets me and Con' sold (console), then what you keep bookin' PS for (PS4)?
Headshot, now you gotta walk around wearin' your hat different
You don't even look the same
Organik want his money back - he think you catfishin'
Pat, listen
I got options wit' the gun
I could have the Ruger or have the MAC spittin'
Or go medieval times, and reach for the sword like my back itchin'
Every bar, on top of bar
And every line is only gettin' better
Ratchet bitch in a beauty salon
If I pull here (hair), it's wit' a big Berett-
-a shot'll lift you in the air
You and your organs is tryna stick together
Put a dot in the middle of PS
It look like I'm tryna extend a letter!
You struggle against Black rappers, Pat
Facts - I did my homework
I had to study, P
You gay and love DNA
Then you had your shot at him and couldn't fuck wit' D
You let Calicoe push you until he won
You lost to Arsonal
And now you on stage tryna fuck wit' me
You wouldn't do good in the movie Get Out, 'cause killin' Black people is not your cup of tea
Who in here think Pat is a fuckin' goon?
(*Three people on camera raise their hands*)
Aight, well, get a refund and leave the fuckin' room
'Cause you and Rone were so close to kissin' in y'all battle...
I thought you was gon' get married and then jump the broom
You a weird type of nigga
Make announcements like, "Aye, I'm not gay...but I just think drinkin' cum is cool."
Wit' all them kids in your body, PS must stand for "public school"
You bald wit' a Johnson on your back
They'd prob'ly boo him in Boston
That's a New York Knick reference, by the way
Organik, what I'm doin' is awesome
See, 'cause if Pat rally (Riley) his troops together, I'mma pursue 'em and off him
And how you gon' lead your team, Patrick, if you in (Ewing) a coffin?
That was a New York reference, by the way
Oh, I forgot, we in Canada
Let me take that scheme and throw that away
You look a lil' Irish, so for the cream, I'll lick a (liquor) shot, then put the gat away
No, I'll March and give him 17, so for the green, I'll blow his hat away
Pay attention to the scheme
I'm tryna tell you this ain't (Saint) Patrick's Day
All them quotables you claim you got, and it's not one known
Hah - not one known
I'll catch Head I.C.E for that little chain like, "I want Rone"
Oh, since he the King of the Dot? This his palace?
And y'all don't think I'mma take y'all son throne?
No, this a Airbnb: it feel like his house until I come home
Round 1 - y'all ain't gotta cheer for y'all-
Y'all can cheer for y'all champion
I got more for him

[Bishop Brigante]
Round 1, it's on Pat Stay! Let's go!

[Charlie Clips]
Y'all ain't gotta try to show love, I got more for him

[Round 1: Pat Stay]
Aye, can y'hear me?
But they don't hear me though
Now I didn't wanna get personal wit' you...but you made this a personal issue
You see, we had a pact
He was losin' weight, and I said I'd work on my shit too
Here I am 20 pounds less, the goal we were determined to get to
And you're still fat
So don't even try that "Ho-ho, Pat, that shirt doesn't fit you"
Of course it doesn't
Charlie Clips...
(*Pat throws his water bottle down in frustration*)
Shoulda known those "oatmeal raisin" cookies were chocolate chip
All those times where I'd ask you to send a progress pic...
"Well, I keep trying, but...it's s-sending the file too big-"
That's a crock of shit!
Charlie Clips!
Hard to miss
Big ol' back, stupid little arms like this
(*Pat poses with his arms, lightly flexed, on the side of his thighs*)
Rhinoceros
Sloppy tits!
12 years since he saw his dick
Pops a snitch!
Slipped in the old PC like a floppy disk
Fuck Charlie Clips!
Yo, fuck Charlie Clips!
Pat Stay, valet: I'll park his shit!
You wanna get your body ripped?
Well, get buffer - I'll get to choppin' Clips!
They want me back on that barkin' shit
That Pat Stay vers' Marvin shit
I start wildin', it'll get your heart poundin' like a retarded bitch!
Yo, I'll yank that chain back from I.C.E if I fuckin' want this shit!
Air balloon parachute
He was gassed up - that's how he caught the win(d)
Lavender sticks: that's common sense (scents)
Yeah, keep talkin' shit
I'll step all over I.C.E (ice) wit' ease like I was walkin' in moccasins
Yo, fuck a title shot
Everyone knows I'm the final boss
The chain just ain't had the same feeling since I've been gone
Am I lying, y'all!? (NO!)
But lemme get back to that
Catch this cat lackin' in my Cadillac
He sees me, I see him, we both reach for the belt: that's a ladder match
Matter fact-
You like that one?

[Charlie Clips]
Yo, he can stutter and get a "ooh"
It's amazing

[Pat Stay]
Matter fact, I don't even rap like that
Welcome to battle rap, where everyone is a murderer, clapping gats
If your opponent taps you, to prove you're a man, you gotta tap them back
If I press his man right now, on camera, he'll act like he has his back
But after Dizaster's scrap...you was awful Shady when they went after Math (Aftermath)
I mean, come on, bro, that shit wasn't cool
You'd think "Maybe my friend might need a hand" once buddy picked up the stool
Like, what you think, he was bein' a gentleman?
Funny choice of a weapon, that's for sure
'Cause they was holdin' him back, too
So he left him with no arms or any back support!
Matter fact, move the fuckin' table, bro
He's like, "Ah, he got it handled"
He said the reason he didn't jump in is 'cause he was wearing sandals
That's not a lie!
Watch him vers' T-Rex - I couldn't make this up
Dressed up to be on an island while his homie was getting laced wit' one!
That sweater sucks
Why would you wear that with orange?

[Charlie Clips]
I paid

[Pat Stay]
Huh?

[Charlie Clips]
I paid

[Pat Stay]
Why didn't you shout them out? That's rude
(*chuckles*)
You completely forgot
You should be wearing King of the Dot
Backyard Noize
Dressed like a Back- Backstreet Boy
Wit' the fuckin' body and voice of Pastor Troy
I'll slap this boy!
Suck a dick
Round 1 - go

[Round 2: Charlie Clips]
Amazing his fuck-ups got more reactions than my real shit
So I see what I gotta deal wit'
Pat Stay, before I finish whippin' yo' ass, Pat...
Organik, I got a question and I'mma ask that:
Who the fuck is this Russian nigga that came along wit' this giant followin'?
This muthafucka came to America
In 18 seconds, got more views than me vs. Iron Solomon
And he said "Sike I lied"
So salute - I'm not tryna rattle the nigga
Plus, he got dudes comin' outta "retirement" tryna battle the nigga
But I don't need to battle the nigga
I can give a fuck less what a Russian about
I'm tryna pistol-whip you in your face 'til the ambulance is rushin' you out
Watch your French or me and my niggas gon' rush in your house
Wit' a German Luger and let a bullet rush in your scalp
Everybody doin' all this Oxxxy-watchin'
On my timeline, always talkin' about how Oxxxy' poppin'
I just wanna know how did y'all pay Diz'?
In cash...or was it OxyContin?
Don't even answer that!
'Cause I wanna salute Diz' for doin' that battle, and his views is lookin' all strong
But how y'all give him Oxxxymiron and gave me a oxymoron?
You just let a nigga from Russia come in and take over yo' league
It's like you was givin' up the block
You s'posed to be the King, and you started givin' up the Dot!
You think you could come over to SMACK and take over wit' me there?
Or Tay givin' up his spot?
Stop watchin' SpongeBob, Pat, 'cause you'll always be livin' under Roc(k)
Oh, you don't like how that sound
Well, my Men in Black got some shit that'll flash and erase your background
I should work at the airport 'cause I'm accustomed to gettin' Pat down
I'm not a Blood, but you'll lose a lot of it when you hear that BRRRRAT! sound
And I could turn this into a mass shooting, and have the Calico(e) push Pat 'round
Oh! You let Calicoe push you into another league
So I don't wanna hear you talkin' about how you clippin' MACs
You had a Calico(e) in your possession and you ain't even think about clickin' that
And you be doin' weird shit in your battles
I was watchin' YouTube while I was sittin' back
And you kept goin'...
(*Charlie waggles his tongue to mimic Pat furiously licking his lips*)
...in all of your rounds
What the fuck are you lickin' at!?
We are a week away from Halloween
I'm thinkin' about splittin' your pumpkin
So I brought two guns, named 'em "Hollohan" and "Pat Stay"
I'mma click 'em and dump 'em
See, this one is "Hollohan" 'cause it shoot up and be itchin' for somethin'
But this one is "Pat Stay" 'cause it...be lickin' for nothin'!
You came in here and tried to kick that real shit, Pat
But you a fake
Battled your best friend and sold him out just for the cake
I'm tryna figure out what's up wit' you
Why don't you help me for the sake?
You disrespected Hollohan
Now I know why you...
(*Charlie waggles his tongue again*)
...'cause you a snake
I should tie your family up and have niggas punch 'em until they all done...sucka
I should tie your mother up and let them all one jump her
'Cause my moms raised a fat killer like Marv Won mother
And I'll kick your mother down the stairs and say "That's for Marv Won brother!"

That's a freestyle for bringin' up his brother again

And when your mother layin' on the floor, wit' her eyeballs leakin' out
Her hand achin' and she reachin' out...
I'mma whisper "Don't die yet, bitch. Me and your son got some shit to speak about."
Round 3 - it's coming

[Round 2: Pat Stay]
Aight, yo
I just wanna break you down for a sec', man
Your whole style...it's like a commercial full of puppies and laughing babies
The product itself is trash
But it...it...it demands a reaction, it's captivating
It's a safe bet
But that's why it's so easy to predict what he'll say next
Las Vegas shooting, maybe a random bar that Drake said
And it doesn't even have to make sense
As long as it has the key word
He be like:
"This Hawk got no manners: I got a mean bird
This heat will make everyone here (hair) curl: that's a mean perm
Canadian poutine: your top'll fry for these cheese curds
It's all gravy, though."
Just anything that we find relatable!
Or he'll be like, "I'll make your chicken strip for that fellatio (filet she owe)"
I hate you, bro
Didn't even write when he came and faced Charron!
And throwin' your dead family under the bus?
That was disgraceful, bro
He was like:
"Yo, I had to cancel this battle almost
So I'm sorry for the lack of preparation
But when he told me this was for y'all?
I hopped up and came with no hesitation"
Yeah, when he found out this was for y'all?
He told the Uber, "We're takin' a detour."
"I'mma miss my family's funeral, but these battle rap fans mean more."
There was no flights in Harlem...so he fucking swam here from the East Shore
'Cause when he found out it was for y'all?
Who the fuck else would it be for!?
As if the only reason you came was to not let down the fans
No, the only reason you came was for the rest of your advance
Have some fucking integrity, man!
That's why it's hard to believe this guy
I wouldn't be surprised if he just lied and nobody even died
The last time I seen my uncle, he was healthy and full of love
The next time, it was in the hospital
They were pumpin' him full of drugs
A week later, they pulled the plug...the day of my battle with K
And I pushed through - and not just for the other half of my pay
But these guys do it all the time...and y'all praise them, though
Daylyt can get up here and whistle...and still get paid for shows!
Hollohan! Arsonal! I.C.E! Math!
Endless classics that paved the road!
The title four times straight in a row!
Said I was only great at home
So I traveled and battled the best in the world!
Hollow - had a debatable!
But his last few weren't straight 3-0s!?
(*Pat stomps his foot*)
May Pat Stay be stoned!
But let's switch up the flow, though
I'll rob you and stick up your dog like a pogo
Oh no!
Nuts draggin' (dragon) like a Komodo
Oh no!
Back bumpin' like Quasimodo
Oh no!
The fans thought I lost my mojo
Oh no!
Pat Stay 'bout to go loco
Oh no!
Cortez 'bout to get smoked, though!
Oh no!
Then I.C.E dies like a snow cone
I go-go-gadget, smash him like-
Whoa-whoa...
I'll save that for the third round, homo
Time

[Round 3: Charlie Clips]
You've been doin' a lot of stuttering tonight
"Oh no, oh no!"
You've been fuckin' up crazy
You here to get your second half, right?
You also been fuckin' up lately
Patrick Stay, what else can I say?
Grrrr
You rhyme wit' all that aggression
You rap like a black dude with eight kids on welfare goin' through some depression
You spit that good shit, that-that hood shit
Like, like, you got it all down with perfection
See, I almost thought you was black til I realized you don't wanna go though the oppression
Oh, so you did a blog and said you felt free when you lost the chain
Okay Pat let's not play wit' me
You lost the chain and felt free from what?
Don't tell me "slavery"
Look at me when I'm talkin' to you Pat
Cause you stopped tryin' to be black and tried to be yourself, that's the difference between you and I
A black man don't have the opportunity to free hisself
And what's crazy is
Ever since you lost that chain to an American, your existence as a Canadian became irrelevant
I might be the biggest one in the room like you said earlier, but it's time I address the elephant
Your whole style was so elegant
Your performance on stage was just heaven-sent
But it's like, since you've been brought down to Earth you've been losin' battles for the Hell of it
Let me be frank, you was hot dawg (dog), but now what you be pushin'? Stop sellin' it
Cause your style is buns
What I kinda meant (condiment) is when you spit bars I won't relish it
You don't do good against black rappers and this right here is going to be the evident
You've made a career off shootin' white to gain stripes, you a peppermint
Look me in my eyes Pat, I may smile but I'm not benevolent
Hawk in your stomach and move it on up like it's The Jeffersons
You a fake ass Canadian, your whole life you wanted to be American
But look at you all orange in the face
If you moved to my country you'd be the president
That's cause your swag's off fag sauce
Let's be honest you didn't beat Charron, the judges gypped him so it wouldn't be a bad loss
King Of The Dot didn't want Charron to win the chain cause he would've had Canada lookin' mad soft
And you was a real nigga in disguise, but that was your past dawg
But fast forward and we in the Future, and it's time you take that 'Mask Off'
What's your biggest battle to date?
Dizaster?
If that's the case then I gotta laugh dawg
Cause if that battle against Diz' count (discount) then why when they book you they takin' half off?
You sound like Beasley when he talk in the trailers and that's gon' get you smacked dawg
Think I'm a vic' (Vick) and I'ma hold somethin' down your throat like you got a bad cough
The fat lady is startin' to sing Pat
If you be quiet you can hear her now
See, they treat this league like it's chess and the moves you made make it clearer now
Cause they bookin' rooks like Shotti P and A. Ward to tear it down
And you got demoted into a Bishop
And that mirror, it's time to take it down
Oh you mad right now?
You wanna spit a personal about my dad right now
Nigga I ain't fuck wit' my father in 21 years, I can give a fuck about my past right now
You fuckin' fake nigga
You wanna be black so bad right now
Well how 'bout you go outside and try to catch us a cab right now
That old Clips is startin' to come back, the one that fell in love with the game
I'm Tracy McGrady cause I make the Hall of Fame even when they think I'm not the one for the reign
Salute to ICE and Cortez, they battlin' for the title and that's one for the thang
And those my brothers, but my mother told me to come for the chain
Aye Pat, I just showed you, without punchlines I'm so muthafuckin' mean with it
I just want you to take your life and do a whole 'nother scheme with it
Round 3

[Round 3: Pat Stay]
Aye, if y'all don't know I just had a son
God damn he's freakin' cute
But watch it, cause like his moms durin' birth you'll be gettin' deuced
Don't bring me back on that bully shit
That beanie low, hoodie zip
Throw shade on my son and I'll blackout fully Clips (full eclipse)
Gold chain with the Gucci link
Snatch what? Strap tucked
Shirt pulled over the butt like fuckin' a bitch from the back and the coochie stink
Shove a knife through his face, other one through his left cheek
Buck 50, buck 50, I'm tryin' to make ends meet
And if you try to say I'm on drugs, that's not gon' work in ya favor
Especially when it look like I'm your personal trainer
Cause you have a worse addiction than anyone in this league
An addiction that kills more than junkies and fiends
You see, Charlie is a gambling addict
Not no more? Good for you
Give it up for Charlie he's not a gambling addict anymore
But I know more than you expect
I know you owe a lot of money and lately it's got you depressed
Did you pay that Russian dude yet?
Them debts catch up to you yet?
Who's deck will you shuffle through next 'til them bets turn to Russian Roulette?
So now you broke and stressed, better line up some battles
Cause you spent it on the machines tryin' to line up some apples
The chemical in your brain that releases every time that you gamble
Is the exact same as a coke head sniffin' lines off a table
Just a couple facts, but enough of that
At the end of the day, you're fuckin' fat
Cut the crap
You don't even got a strap like a bucket hat
Your bitch looks like Crunchy Black
What a sucky back
And with stumps like that it must be such a task to wipe your fuckin' ass
Charlie Clips
Party mix
Smarties...chips
What else? Harvey dip
Garlic shrimp
I've never seen a crappier set of arms and hips
He be on the corner, grindin'
Back against the wall, cause it's hard to itch
My styles magnificent, swag drippin'
I'm way too smooth y'all, the white Snoop Dogg
I can moonwalk with steel toed boot on
Who don't have quotables?
Did you hear them sing it?

[Charlie Clips]
That's a slogan

[Pat Stay]
Aye aye, said, "That's a slogan", tryin' to distract me while I'm rhymin' y'all
He knows he's wack so he's tryin' to cut off my bars like final call
Orange hat, red sweater, what the fuck were you thinkin'?
I mean, all rap aside, what the fuck were you thinkin'?
At the end of the day I give him props, I'm givin' everybody props
Cortez, Head ICE, give it up for King Of The Dot

Pat Stay vs. Charlie Clips Q&A

Who wrote Pat Stay vs. Charlie Clips's ?

Pat Stay vs. Charlie Clips was written by Pat Stay & Charlie Clips.

Who produced Pat Stay vs. Charlie Clips's ?

Pat Stay vs. Charlie Clips was produced by Avi Rex & Organik & Gully TK & Bishop Brigante.

When did King of the Dot release Pat Stay vs. Charlie Clips?

King of the Dot released Pat Stay vs. Charlie Clips on Sat Oct 21 2017.

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