King of the Dot - Hollohan vs Jack sh**t (Title Match) lyrics

[Round 1: Jack sh**t] This genetic freak is at his peak but his future's getting bleak Cause Cactus Jack is here to end Goldberg's winning streak Yo, this kid is weak as f** man there's no more to say Hollohan's a macho man in that village people sort of way No go away you f**ing glue huffing chump you s** It's not Hollohan it's Hollo Hans, here to pump...you up And he ain't tough, that's a front, no one's taking this kid serious I mean he's so much of a b**h he probably gets dick periods And I'm just curious, how many raw punches from Paul Bunyan does it take to make a shrunken ball munchkin a Dolph Lundgren? Eh, I got a hunch that he hits his chick and gets her lips all swollen So I'ma rip this white beater; Hulk Hogan Now get a hold of your emotions, I don't care if your childhood was brutal I hope you had an alcoholic stepfather who s**ually abused you Yo, I hope he beat the sh** out of your mom while you prayed to make it right And I hope those memories still haunt you and keep you awake at night Eh, you just prayed the price on the latest episode of Bully Beat Down Now the whole crowd can see that insecure b**h that you buried deep down [Round 1: Hollohan] Now Toronto, this is a title match for a rap league I get that he's funny, but is this really the type of guy you want representing your country? f** all of your corny jokes, I'm bigger than you So if you win, I'm just gonna beat the f**ing sh** outta you You got a bunch of jokes Once a punch gets thrown and breaks funny bones I'll cut your throat Like trying to shave going over a bumpy road through a construction zone See, everyone in the league is skinny, it does make me look like I'm jacked on 'roids But you got such a yappy voice You make the Backstreet Boys sound like Pastor Troy They said I couldn't avenge Jack in a battle Wasn't something I gotta be told twice sh** I figured you'd be used to it by now when you've been getting made fun of your whole life See, cause in high school, all the cool kids and bullies would chase Jack for three at the bell They'd catch him, and as the most popular kid in the group would beat him to Hell The cheering crowd around would laugh and all the people would yell Which brings us to today It's crazy, history has a strange way of repeating itself Ayo, cause he's so dull and boring, he called me on the phone this morning Talked an hour straight about outer space and f**ing global warming See, cause your rhymes put me sound to sleep like counting sheep Or listening to the sounds of a creek on a peaceful mountain peak And you're not my dog, you're my b**h so on my command, now you speak [Round 2: Jack sh**t] Alright look, I always get a good laugh you rap man, it brings me tremendous joy sh** it's hilarious when your voice cracks like a prepubescent boy Yo, you're annoying and outcla**ed this match ain't even level He just acts crazy and mental, it's the Tasmanian devil Settle down, count to 10, quit showing your panty lines And stop cramming lines while yelling like Joe from Family Guy Eh, he's not even angry that's just the inner demons in him screaming Yo, his secret protein shake is a mix of creatine and semen Yo, it's the Genius On Drugs, yeah this dude is a schmuck And self proclaimed geniuses are stupid as f** Eh, what I mean is it's all bullsh** y'all, he doesn't speak the truth But it's cool, if I were on d** I'd think he was a genius too Eh, this meat head's through My sk**s sharp and you should keep your grill guarded Cause I ain't losing to the Salvation Army's drill sergeant Yo, so he's still barking loud but he ain't trying to attract fame He's on parole and dumba** here made his rap name is last name So that explains why we had to keep this battle secret and covert And it means our poster boy can't be on the poster [Round 2: Hollohan] Ayo, if me and you fought, the only way it would feel fair If I was like Joe from Family Guy and throwing punches from a wheelchair See, you were that unfunny nerd sitting in the back of my cla** in grade nine You and Twist battling was like watching two f*ggots coming out of the closet at the same time Because behind closed doors they're lovers and it's been steady going for years In public they front like they just friends but I know that both of you queer sh**, they like a pa**enger door mirror Between them, things are a lot closer than they appear And I'm still convinced you lost to Kid Twist He displayed actual freestyle rebu*tals, this you admit sh**t I could make a line about you not flipping lines and you won't even flip this! Yo, but if he did make a flip he'd be like "I don't care if you say I'm the hugest loser Cause dude I just got a new computer and it's frickin' super duper." You'll do anything on my command Jack thin, Jack sit, Jack piss, Jack sh**t Girls run away from Jack like they're playing tag and Jack's it All of your nerdy friends are laughing with you, the rest of us just think you're weird Don't you notice when you drop a line you think is dope we just awkwardly look around and drink our beers? Yo, and I'ma put the heat to your belly and blow cause rap isn't for f*gs Hope you can get used to colostomy cause for the rest of his life I'ma have Jack sh*tT IN A BAG! [Round 3: Jack sh**t] He can't flow without snorting blow Uses steroids to get his arms strong Liquor to talk to chicks and Viagra to get a hard on So without performance enhancers you're just a dork with no answers I hope your first born gets a cancerous mole that they can't cure Hey, you're a pitiful little joke who's soft as a winter coat And since when is coked out 'roid rage rap considered dope? Ayo, this is about to be a murder fest and I will burn his flesh And leave large [???] a certain d**h Ayo, ayo, ayo this motherf**er [???] Yo, f** your lame style and anyone who thinks you spit quality The real battle heads can see you're nothing but a two bit novelty Honestly, you're overrated and you know that it's true You just get special treatment cause Organik's got a bo*er for you He's the one that hyped you up online and got people curious He's the one that gave you a title shot without even earning it He's the one that awarded you the battler of the year When you're not even half as active as the average rapper here Now clear the way, step aside it's mine time to finally shine Cause I'm the people's champ and I'm here to take what's rightfully mine [Round 3: Hollohan] Yo, for real man, that impression was pathetic Your lines will never get reaction like mine Doing that was the first and only actual time you've shown your masculine side See I don't even consider you a rapper, if I did you would be the worst kind When I heard Jack sh**t bought a King Of The Dot sweater I burned mine And I'm not exaggerating when I say I wanna see you f**ing dead I'll melt this stupid silver chain to a bullet then shoot you through the f**ing head Jack, when it comes to beating a real rapper in a battle I don't think that there's any hope for you This message is overdue You went to America, lost to Dirtbag, embarra**ed our country you know it's true And Organik for me doesn't have a bo*er dude And embarra** the country and so do you Yo, everyone will get dissed I don't follow orders I cause disorder I stopped battling comedian f*ggots in King Of The Dot cause I can't cross the border I swear to God, myself, I don't f**ing think I belong here It's shameful to be the champ of a league where you're considered the top tier And I heard you wanna get rid of your beard Well I'ma leave you with a big gash you can't shave Skin graph for yo' b**h a** I'm man made band aid See, you're ugly with a horrible voice Your character s**s and you lack wits I hate anybody that likes anybody that likes Jack sh**t