[Round 1: Charron]
It’s Canada’s favorite roid head, the skinny kids’ rival
They disregard your lack of bars 'cause you’re literally their idol
I don’t care if your arm strong, you’re a bitch that’s on a cycle
Like Lance Armstrong, it’s only right I strip you of your title
Back in Scotia, they filmed scraps; he didn’t punch or even strike
He just yelled from the back, like “Sucka free, get hype!”
Just ‘cause dude’s buffer, you’d think he’d chuck a decent right
Nah, you’re Bruce Buffer: you just talk before other people fight
You act tough with a crew, but never would scrap dolo
Funny you’re from the dark side, but can’t use your hand solo
You’re an insecure little girl, I think that it’s obvious
You portray this image to hide the fact that you’re a bitch with no confidence
I’ll battle you in an handicap stall and relinquish your dominance
‘Cause you’re such an attention whore, you can’t even shit without fishing for compliments
Rip his heart out, enjoy the rush
I’m usually tense, but I ace it when noise erupts
Your handicap craps won’t amount to jack; where’s the toilet brush?
The King’s getting dumped in Queen Elizabeth: that’s a royal flush!
I’m in an aggressive mood and I’ll step to you
End this dude when you poo on the internet with views
Summon every special move up in Tekken 2
The king dies on the toilet: I’ll Elvis Presley you!
You know what rhymes with "sucka free"? Ducking me
Lately you’ve been crying in battles, I think you need a hug from me
"I want to blow my brains out, I don’t care what’ll happen
Sometimes I get down on myself like Marilyn Manson"
Shut up, bitch
Speaking of Marilyn, this roid head thinks he’s tough and rowdy
Since you juice, I’m cutthroat behind bars like the Sons finale
You recycled with Math and Shotty, didn’t think we could tell?
“He mad right now”, “embrace that shit”, you’re just grabbing schemes from the shelf
If all you do is reuse concepts, you’re in need of some help
Your name should be history...‘cause you have a strange way of repeating yourself!
His girl fucks for money, can’t afford her rent
She gave you multiple STDs, and there’s more you’ll get
She treats it like Maple Leaf coaches when you’re erect
Pat burns, ‘cause she’ll ride your peter if you give that whore a check
Casket, extra space, your brother stuffed in your resting place
You’ll be sleeping with your family like Kevin Gates
Them 'roids got you shriveling, deflates his fucking scrotum
Pat’s balls are so small...Tom Brady wants to throw them!
They like him better than me more, he’s overhyped
Since Patrick sways these people, we’ll see how it goes tonight
Nah, they like him better Demi Moore, he’s overhyped
It’s Patrick Swayze: people ‘bout to see a Ghost tonight!
You win off crowd control, make your bitch ass stutter
My punches connect with the fans like Hitman’s brother
And you said you want to fuck me; who wouldn’t?
Come on, I’m fucking hot as hell, bro, I'm cute
Thinking you're a modern-day composer
You compensate with cocky swag 'cause all you got is great composure
You wanted me to grow? I’ll body-bag this joker
Now I’m straight shitting on him; potty training’s over
It’s Canada’s favorite roid head, the skinny kids’ rival
They disregard your lack of bars 'cause you’re literally their idol
I don’t care if your arm strong, you’re a bitch that’s on a cycle
Like Lance Armstrong, it’s only right I strip you of your title
Back in Scotia, they filmed scraps; he didn’t punch or even strike
He just yelled from the back, like “Sucka free, get hype!”
Just ‘cause dude’s buffer, you’d think he’d chuck a decent right
Nah, you’re Bruce Buffer: you just talk before other people fight
You act tough with a crew, but never would scrap dolo
Funny you’re from the dark side, but can’t use your hand solo
You’re an insecure little girl, I think that it’s obvious
You portray this image to hide the fact that you’re a bitch with no confidence
I’ll battle you in an handicap stall and relinquish your dominance
‘Cause you’re such an attention whore, you can’t even shit without fishing for compliments
Rip his heart out, enjoy the rush
I’m usually tense, but I ace it when noise erupts
Your handicap craps won’t amount to jack; where’s the toilet brush?
The King’s getting dumped in Queen Elizabeth: that’s a royal flush!
I’m in an aggressive mood and I’ll step to you
End this dude when you poo on the internet with views
Summon every special move up in Tekken 2
The king dies on the toilet: I’ll Elvis Presley you!
You know what rhymes with "sucka free"? Ducking me
Lately you’ve been crying in battles, I think you need a hug from me
"I want to blow my brains out, I don’t care what’ll happen
Sometimes I get down on myself like Marilyn Manson"
Shut up, bitch
Speaking of Marilyn, this roid head thinks he’s tough and rowdy
Since you juice, I’m cutthroat behind bars like the Sons finale
You recycled with Math and Shotty, didn’t think we could tell?
“He mad right now”, “embrace that shit”, you’re just grabbing schemes from the shelf
If all you do is reuse concepts, you’re in need of some help
Your name should be history...‘cause you have a strange way of repeating yourself!
His girl fucks for money, can’t afford her rent
She gave you multiple STDs, and there’s more you’ll get
She treats it like Maple Leaf coaches when you’re erect
Pat burns, ‘cause she’ll ride your peter if you give that whore a check
Casket, extra space, your brother stuffed in your resting place
You’ll be sleeping with your family like Kevin Gates
Them 'roids got you shriveling, deflates his fucking scrotum
Pat’s balls are so small...Tom Brady wants to throw them!
They like him better than me more, he’s overhyped
Since Patrick sways these people, we’ll see how it goes tonight
Nah, they like him better Demi Moore, he’s overhyped
It’s Patrick Swayze: people ‘bout to see a Ghost tonight!
You win off crowd control, make your bitch ass stutter
My punches connect with the fans like Hitman’s brother
And you said you want to fuck me; who wouldn’t?
Come on, I’m fucking hot as hell, bro, I'm cute
Thinking you're a modern-day composer
You compensate with cocky swag 'cause all you got is great composure
You wanted me to grow? I’ll body-bag this joker
Now I’m straight shitting on him; potty training’s over
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