[Round 1: Charron]
Over the years we've partied a lot, I've gotta thank you you're my dude
I picked up that Scotian chick in the club you let me bang her in your room
But two hours later you went down on her, don't say that isn't true
You gave them kids a licking like Jamaican parents do
I'm the type to bang a b**h and tell the broad I'll see her later
You ate/eight out that p**y like the Octomom in labor
And what about that girl at your work party you hara**ed for a bit
See was pa**ing out drunk and you started grabbing her tits
Your boss found out and fired your a** for that sh**
You told me not to bring it up but it's a battle you prick
That s**ual act was so forced even your set ups felt bad for that sh**
You're an impatient, ignorant ba*tard, you couldn't get any fatter
Eating your Advent Calendar in one day doesn't make Christmas come faster
Your a** crack is so fricking wide, you spread your bu*t at the end of a Slip N Slide and kids slip inside
Don't laugh
Against Diaz, I had to convince him not to spit that line
Your IQ is 69
Gay jokes that are predictable, bland
Write a situation where we're both f*ggots, this is his plan
{Imitates HFK}
"Like the other day Charron chilled with a ridiculous man
He pooped on a moving razor and that's when sh** hit the fan
Charron had problems jerking off a kid from Japan
So I opened the door like, 'Hey bro. Let me give you hand.'"
Gay, Just Daze, kicked your a** so it's hard to predict this
One foot in the grave, a kick with bow legs left you toe tagged
The karma's delicious
A [?] with lame wits who targets the artists he kicks with
The next mark to get marked off my hit list is Alex Larsen where's Kid Twist?
We're partner's in business this is part of the business
In 2 on 2's I committed murders you should be charged as a witness
Play the part of Bernardo you think you Scarborough's sickest?
Get outsmarted by narcissist image
No Karla h*molka partnership over, you suffer behind the bars when we're finished
Insomniac, I'm on that zombie trend
Call me "Murl" if I'm armed with metal than I'm offing heads
Your jokes have got to end they're all the same
I face palm like "not again"
We all evolved so lock the pen
Or die from this delivery behind bars like Rick's wife in The Walking Dead
I never get good opponents, is there something that you should tell me?
Next I wanted Mook or T-Rex but apparently they're both battling Skelly
If you're not a staff favorite, you amount to nothing
Canadians won't battle Canadians, Pat Stay's a clown for ducking
I know my dad's alive and I'm not a black American with a pound that's dumping
But my battle partner is Autism that's gotta count for something
I bet your fam's not that impressed
He's such a dumb terrorist he tried to strap a jager bomb to his chest
Your mother's extremely rude and your grandma's a b**h too
Your sister's an alcoholic and your dad use to hit you
You need to see for yourself, you have family issues
Nah, you need to C4 yourself and take your family with you
[Round 1: HFK]
You were so boring on Rap City that I seen loads of tumbleweeds
And then you went on 106 and lost cause your flow is f**ing weak
On those shows you promoted King Of The Dot but they ain't throw you nothing see
All they gave you was a free shirt to wear and you're like, "Yo they love me G"
King Of The Dot owns you little man, you're they're custody
And if you ever wonder why they don't give you any respect or any doe or luxury
It's cause you're a little f**ing b**h and they only use you to promote their company
You're King Of The Dot's gimp
The only reason they ever contact you, is if they need a little f*ggot they can dog tag dude
You don't only lick Organik's a**, but you munch his ball sack too
And still he finds it hard to look at you and not slap you
The angle he chose versus Manaz was a strong a** move
So I'ma take that same approach today and win by dissing this b**h for shock value
He's an attention who*e who wants the world to see his battle vlogs
But you got the type of career that remains online like Amazon
I came here today to expose this internet s*ut with the camera's on
So that afterwards he can go hang himself like Amanda Todd
When b**hes approach then this motherf**er will run
Most he'll do is grab a broad and start touching her bum
And right when she's all horny and wanna have fun
He's like, "Wait a second."
And she's like, "Why? What's up with you hon'?"
And he's like, "Ahhh. Nothing. I'm done."
Yo, his mom is a master in the kitchen
Really puts in her time and work
That b**h cooks so good I decided to shave her head and call her "Heisenberg"
You ain't nothing but a square, Rubix Cube f*ggot
Your broad ain't nothing but a dog, Scooby Doo f*ggot
Your music's on that sweet tip, Juicy Fruit f*ggot
Cause those animated songs you make are barely worth a buck, Looney Tunes f*ggot
I use to mistake the criticism as hate but I found out y'all were right
Cause making people laugh was fun but not so bright
So f** the jokes I going hard with straight bars tonight
Cause I decided to k** the comedian overnight like Phil Hartman's wife
I run sh** like Tony Danza
So run your lips I f**ing flip and go bananas
Then aim and put the red dot on your sweater like a gift from George Costanza
Not only did we battle together but we were former buddies too
But if I didn't show him how to write we'd barely score a couple views
What he wrote was corny, so I was always erasing it and transforming something new
So if it wasn't for me the crowd would've ate us alive and thrown a bunch of boos
Charron was my b**h and if y'all wanna know the f**ing truth
I'm the Ricky and Julian of battle rap cause I always told Cor(e)y what to do
Those punchlines don't mean sh** if you ain't delivering with swagger
When I found out he got k**ed by 100 Bulletz, I got f**ing pissed it was the rapper
True story, and I do apologize
He once cried and told me his mom cheats when she leaves the house to get drunk
So if his mom was to pa**, I'd probably laugh and start clowning this chump
While people put roses on her grave I'd come down with some s*uts
Holding Crown in a cup while bumping Lil' Jon and jumping up and down with a blunt
You're mom's a cheater who likes going down on the nuts
So the only reason I'd come to her funeral not giving an ounce of a f**
Is cause me and you are very similar
So I too would refuse buying flowers for c*nts
[Round 2: Charron]
If you stepped to Charron then you're always in trouble
You brought up Trailer Park Boys, my name's Corey so I gotta rebu*tal
I don't live with a bunch of cats but I'll bang your broad on the double
The way I shed the p**y your b**h is calling me "Bubbles"
Against Jus Daze you said this word for word
{Imitates HFK}
"The other day, you were chatting up the cutest brunette
She said, 'f** dinner and a movie, I'll just give him the p**y instead.'
Right when she went to hook up dude with some head when she was fully erect
She took her mask off and it was me."
That's the gayest line in battle rap history
If you like performing oral s** on men, that's fine it's your call
But I bet after the guys are icing their balls
Cause if you s** dick the way you battle rap there's be too much biting involved
Yo, he spit me that dick s**ing line on the phone like, "Slow it down it's gonna take a second."
Whoo wee! What did you eat a bowl of AIDS for breakfast?
You told Fresco you wanna f** him, y'all can't straight respect this
When this herb speaks it's like Church Street, his bars are only meant for the f*ggots to connect with
When we try to pick up chicks you always use stupid lines
I introduce him like, "Here's my wing man. Farbu, the guide."
{Imitates HFK}
"Wing man? Do you want honey garlic or [?]?"
They just look at you and pick suicide
Organik, stop me if I'm lying
You said you wanna give him Henry Bowers and he's like, "Nah, I've been writing British jokes. Can you give me Unanymous?"
Next event you're like, "Yo. I think you should battle this guy" and he's like, "Nah, he does too many bars I don't think I could handle this."
Organik calls back, "It's Po baby, you should battle Rich."
"Ah sometimes Rich is-" Man f** you and your f*ggot lisp!
You said no to battling Rich, Syd Vicious, but picked Jus Daze and Unanymous?
What's next, you're gonna turn down Loaded Lux for Zilla and Canibus?
Organik requested I battled Manaz I ain't making this up
You wanted the blind guy, picked Castro and used Jus Daze leg as a crutch
Now your career's on it's last leg getting crushed
You want guys with disabilities cause your diss ability isn't creative enough
I can't respect you, you're still stuck on this comedy trend
You're just a b**h I show my bars to, I wouldn't even call you a friend
You have no ambition in life I can barely take this
My manager Mckeys 'bout to help me tear up stages
While this little diva just rots away like Jon Benet in his parent's basement
You've no hope in life or any goals you've founded
I wish you actually had a neck so you can finally put a rope around it
Joke after joke keep cracking away they're exactly the same
Learn to evolve and adapt to the game
You used to be top tier, as your peer I'm sad that you're pa**ing away
You're like expired milk; chunky, smell like sh**, and were only useful back in the day
Yo, and he's got an Oakland jacket on
Oh, you 'bout that Raider's style?
It was built from Al Davis from Speed and you couldn't race a mile
You used to be a brother to me but the King Of The Dot chain is vital
It's like the Harbaugh's in the Super Bowl, one brother has to die for the other one to take the title
[Round 2: HFK]
He went to OT with OZ
That's it, that's my second round
Yo, his freestyles are getting out of hand
Other day he got pulled over like, "License and registration."
And he was like, "License? Registration? Well your wife's a s** Asian who likes to holler at me for penetration
And in the morning she fries me eggs and bacon."
The cop ain't find his rhymes to be amazing
So he just sprayed mace in his eyes and f**ing tased him
I thought you make a lot of money you know, be a rapper we worship
With that off of the top ability I thought you would actually turn rich
He's always freestyling and never on that rapping a verse tip
But he ain't got value, so only reason he frees is cause this f*ggot ain't worth sh**
This kid Charron's got the flip syndrome
The other day we were having a barbecue and I got very vexed
Like, "Stop flipping the burgers f*ggot. They're not ready yet."
Yo, you might think you're awfully sick
Cause you're always rebu*taling and going off of the top when you spit
So don't you find it ironic as sh** that you went on 106 & Park and lost to a Flip
You got the swagger of a pipe smoker
f**ing bony chest, light shoulders
Around your fans you act like you're a high roller
But when you're alone you're punching walls cause you're bipolar
I got a question for you that I think's the biggest mind blower
If you're the king of rebu*tals, how come you can't flip your life over?
The gay community rates every one of his songs as a cla**ic
Cause they claim that his music has the perfect rhythm to f** a guy in the a** with
He claim he hot with the pen, I define him as a liar
Cause sitting on Choclair's lap is the only time you be a Rider
All I hear from him is the biggest lies
Bullsh** from how he's getting signed to sticking a chick's behind
I seen his mom change his diapers since he was a little guy
So when Corey Charron lies to my face I ain't a bit surprised
Cause the way I see it he's been full of sh** from time
Let's profile him
An honest motherf**er would never co-sign him
Cause Corey Charron lies to our faces so much he should change his rap name to Charron Lion/Lyon
I'm here to be real with you G
Let's be honest here, you got feelings for me
When we first met he thought we were in a relationship immediately
But he's so gay that when I told him to peacefully leave
He went and partnered up with Tricky P
Just to see if I would get jealous and think he's cheating on me
He's a Big L, but when I Put It On and show him The Big Picture this guy is f**ed
He's Da Enemy so he better fall back in The Graveyard or I'ma Size 'Em Up
You're on that f*ggot sh**, plus I ain't seen you take the hoes out at night
So the only thing you got in common with Big L is that you're both Flamboyant for life
The day that we hear somebody say that he's gangster
Is the day that we hear Patrick Swayze saying he beat cancer
You're a meat packer
While I write actual bars he can't even write a knee slapper
I never thought I'd be able to say this to anyone
But why would they place a comedian against a real rapper?
When you battle your boss you get slashed and get slaughtered
Without me you're like a dying kid who's asking for water
This ain't dad versus son this is a battle between a dad and his daughter
So don't you dare rebu*tal sh** cause that's considered talking back to your father
[Round 3: Charron]
Yo, you wanna talk about Big L?
But your mother and sister, I was finger banging them s*uts
But I had to move to double fist cause eight isn't enough
This is King Of The Dot's year, I'm one with the revolution
You've been demoted to Ground Zero, I've come to protect the movement
Organik's made plans, his company set a blueprint
A new venue, this club is the next improvement
When it comes to a**a**inating h*mo's your country's the best to do it
So it's only fitting this f*ggot dies from a government execution
f** the jokes, your carca** is missing a severed organ
I'm dark and twisted, the headless horseman
I'll start to kick him like Edward Norton
A narcissist, I'm Dahmer mixed with Arthur Mitchell and Dexter Morgan
Make fun of how your cousin Will is a dead teen
Couple chills when you think of how he was f**ing k**ed in your next dream
I'll get under this b**hes skin like Buffalo Bill and Ed Gein
The real HFK is a serial k**er who chopped up ladies
Everything he said is funny but it gets ugly, it's Al vers' Ted Bundy and his dogs get Swayze
The Boston Strangler's doppelganger, my thoughts stay crazy
You're just a f**ing clown like John Wayne Gacy
It's time to question his loyalty now
'Member the cops rolled through and it was me and you alone at your house?
They had a picture of your boy and you pointed them out
You must not be strict with your religion cause when you see a pig you just open your mouth
Yo, you don't have my respect
Instead of paying me back for the cash I lent you to cover half of your rent
I caught you stealing from me to f**ing fund your gambling debt
This ain't even a punchline it's a reality check
Never have someone's back who would stab you in yours any chance that they get
I cook schemes like Walter White up at your place
This it's all good man (Saul Goodman), you made a couple mistakes
You brought up Breaking Bad well I'll take a stab just to cut to the chase
You're Jesse Pinkman's meth addiction, just put my substance to waste
In case you haven't noticed, when I'm not on a card he's done his best against past opponents
But you know it would be a Dizaster without the method to your Madness coaching
The future champ has spoken
Your lines are only as respected as the motherf**ing man who wrote them
I'm sick of battling though, the game is f**ed
You got a fake beef with your friends so your rank goes up?
After this we will still chill and get crazy drunk
Cause our friendship is worth more than what Organik is paying us
{Charron puts out his hand to HFK and then quickly takes it away)
Psych! I never give handshakes to c*nts!
I'm losing my faith
I used to look up to you like a coach that could help me move up in ranks
Mimicked your rhyme schemes so it's 19
Still naive, making foolish mistakes
The notebook on your computer is nearly every joke on Google replaced
Stupid, utterly useless, a waste
You've been doing this for five years and haven't improved
Farbood I hope you are disgraced
You're a wack battle rapper with no future to chase
I'm done lying, Corey Charron just told the truth to your face!
[Round 3: HFK]
I came here to make a point today so let's make it truthfully clear
I compare you to Slim Shady
Cause both of you just appear to being a bunch of skinny white dudes with no fear
Who had a freestyle ability that was dope as f** and new to the ear
But besides you being a goofy a** queer who acts stupid and weird
Difference between you and Em' is he eventually stopped battling and moved on to have a music career
And Eminem's best friend wasn't SMP
Let's an*lyze him
He's got a name like "Corey", we don't know why but the dude's rich
He's kind of a doofus
Dressing like a schmuck is the style that he chooses
Type of face that makes you want to leave him crying with bruises
Very untalented yet famous child who makes music
Anyways, the point I'm trying to get to is
Is if this guy's not Jewish, then I don't know who is
You know what rhymes with "murderous tactics"?
We've been boys for years and I know a lot about you so let's get personal f*ggot
Remember that night I came to your crib to chill with you and you pa**ed out a bit early from drinking brews?
Remember I was gone in the morning and you called me and I said I went for an interview?
Well none of that sh** was true
Truth was I never left, I was just busy getting head in your sister's room
She was freezing that night and feel even colder when I was touching her
But hey, who knew my dick could warm her up and comfort her/comforter
People praise this motherf**er like he's some sort of hidden treasure
But I'm 'bout to show y'all the big picture like a film projector
I heard you and 100 Bulletz have been writing for me since December
But when I heard that it ain't scare me or give me pressure
The way I see it, sh**'s whatever
It just goes to show that white people stick together
I came here for the W
So I swear if I get screwed or get robbed
I'll uppercut this b**h like a bus driver who's doing his job
People say I'm not a rapper, just a funny fat tub of lard
So my jokes always backfire when I face a rapper with bars
Y'all can hate me all you want for the humorous jokes
But end of the day you gotta love me the numerous quotes
I ain't sleep on this battle, I sat in my room and I wrote
So today's the day I redeem myself and prove that I'm dope
You thought you would murder me, but please man don't be losing your hope
I just decided to change my style and not use the same stupid approach
They say battle rap is about your jokes and your bars
But one thing I want you to take note
Is that your big brother is always gonna body you and be able to outdo you in both
You got the type of voice that should be considered for Broadway
So how could you feel you deserve a shot at the chain and think that you're not lame
I should be slapping this hoe and kicking him offstage
To send him in the kitchen to fix me a parfait
Cause the day you get a shot at the King Of The Dot chain
Is the day we see Pat Stay battle Bishop Brigante
Real sh** right now!
Before the battle he called me suggesting we use fake personals to go sky high with the views
I told him "It's a good idea" like, "Aight man. I'm fine with it, cool."
Now he's probably gonna hate me forever, saying I snaked him and pulled a slimy a** move
Cause while he wasted his time telling fake personals
The one's that I used were true!
I should f**ing slap him
He thought he'd make a lot of fun from rapping, but it was all a bunch of yapping
You believed he turned rich and live in a f**ing mansion
But your rap career is like December 21st, 2012 cause nothing happened!