[Round 1: Charron]
Fuck this opera singer, y'all know I rap crazy things
You officially proved it ain't over til the fat faggot sings
Ayo, and he can talk about Kermit The Frog, but I know this motherfucker's a snitch
So he's like Kermit The Frog, he's the one fucking with pigs
He's a faggot, I come through [?]
He can reference Alice In Wonderland, I think that's tragic
Well you're like Alice In Wonderland cause your mom was a drug slut you were conceived on acid
And that choke was fucking awkward, you better stop it again
This is something you definitely...you don't want to show to all of your friends
I went from battling "Crack" Select to Fat Select
You're so fat I bet if Uncle Phil tried to pick you up like Jazzy Jeff
That you'll have to step, he'd collapse try to catch his breath
Another death where he has to grab his chest like Malcolm X
You're so fat I bet Alpha-getti taught you the alphabet
Your fucking mattress set is a landing deck
And the only time you hold your weight is when you're flashing men on Chat Roulette
You're so fat I bet you try to find true love on The Bachelorette
But got kicked off cause you didn't have a neck
You're so fat I bet you still got that acting check
Cause you realized you're on NBC's casting set
Phoned up your new agent and got the role as a food taster for Master Chef
I should smack you Shrek
I bring down the house when I step on stage or in the booth
The last time you brought the house down you were planking on your roof
This Farm is fat, both your thighs are Oprah size
If you jumped on my back I'd get a broken spine
This dirty hobo would be the perfect logo for the Phat Farm clothing line
Fucking "Pork" Farm
I know this guy's a delirious cat
You can tell that you clearly are wack
When even Nat Select's girlfriend covers her fucking ears when you rap
Here is a fact, you scream loud to hide the fact you can't rhyme
You're so theatrical live that people actually clap at your lines
The fact still remains no one watches your match ups online
Bitch, I've done freestyles in my room with more views than all your battles combined
You're not even worthy to get bodied by me
I accepted this soley to improve Ottawa's scene
I represent King Of The Dot and bouts overseas
You're still a Ground Zero MC, I'm literally out of your league
So when he brings up my past achievements it'll give him a purpose
But you don't deserve to have your name mentioned while I'm spitting these verses
Bitch you don't even deserve to be in this position to get murdered
You're like your grandpa in the Holocaust getting burned when you didn't deserve it
I bet you think your sufferings were non existent
You're so Jewish you don't in the Holocaust...because the word "caust/cost" is in it
[Round 2: Charron]
Ayo, this guy is gay
I don't care about any fucking rhymes he say
Cause real talk you can tell I'm the predator and I find my prey
You're Nelly Furtado, you're getting bodied so bad right now you just wanna fly away
Ayo listen, you be talking about "He's mad right now"
Bitch you're fat right now
He wants to go to Smokes Poutinerie so bad right now
I saw him at a restaurant licking gravy off the floor fast
Then he started to yell at the waitress like, "Bitch bring me some more snacks."
You got inpatient, stood on your chair and started waving up your cash
Then picked up the cutlery and banged the table like "Fork Smash!"
You're fat
You're the size of three people
With that ridiculous waist shape
Last year when you had forceful with the bitch up in grade eight they considered it gang rape
If you give him another bagel...you might see something fatal
You're so fat you got your stomach stapled...to a fucking table
Yo, in the morning he hording corn chips and he's storing his bread
Ignoring the enormous hornets that are swarming his head
Your tits have orbits, you're morbid, soon Fork will be dead
Fork is enormous you'll need a forklift to lift Fork from his bed
When you rap, you imagine that you're stuck in a brawl
You hold out your fists and visualize you're crushing their skull
With all that screaming you remind me of someone who's small
I'll call you Fork Rich, you're yelling but saying nothing at all
I'll rip out your heart while I'm lifting up your musty flesh
Yell this is a Spartan then I'll kick you in the fucking chest
The last time I saw 300 I'm like, "This movie's too long it's a fail."
The last time you saw 300 you're like dude, "There must be something wrong with the scale."
So when he raps about switching the skies and crushing a kid with his eyes
I'm like, "Dude it's a rap battle we're suppose to be spitting some rhymes
Not narrating the scenes from medieval times
Believe me you are nothing we are not equal I am something
You thought you'd spit your bars in Ottawa and people would just love it
But your 16's are so atrocious even Weezy wouldn't fuck it
[Round 3: Charron]
You just did it, and it's gross, man that's never true
Why you just repeating the last words a bitch said that that just had sex with you
Because you gotta realize that you're just a fat fuck
The only time Organik lied to your face is when he said you're deserving of this match up
See I used to work at Roger's Video, that's something I thought he would mention
Then I realized the hobo never would never reference a job or profession
The Jewish customers used to piss me off so I taught them a lesson
I started every morning by putting Schindler's List in the "comedy" section
I coach him when we play Call Of Duty like, "You should learn to attack better."
Then he put on Nazi zombies and I got worked up by hand gestures
Like, "You should shoot that one I think he murdered your ancestors."
It's expensive driving to Toronto every month showcasing my rap skill
It's ironic I'm burning this Jew just to pay for my gas bill
Your battle career is concerning me with your ethnic pride
You're so Jewish you battled a dude named Scott Free and got murdered by a Genocide
He works at Sports Center so get the references and the rhymes that I drop
Your sister's like an NHL referee whether you like it or not
Cause she's on ice, gets paid to blow and stick people inside of her box
Yo the fellas busted more nuts til it looked like a Boston creme
She had more sticks blow up inside her than that Russian jet that crashed with the locomotive hockey team
So the next time you're working at Sports Center and you throw your script in the trash can
I'll walk up like "da na na, da na na" and hit this bitch with a back hand
You always keep your head down, looking for pennies, right?
He hosts a Jewish game show every night
He jumps on stage and gets the mic like, "Come on down to The Price Is...Never Right"
Your wife is a fat bitch, cutting pies in a growing science
She saw Andy Samberg throw a cake at the ground and unsubscribed to Lonely Island
If you burn her baby back ribs she's prone to violence and throwing riots
She's such a fucking pig you can't eat her out cause it goes against your kosher diet
So in this battle you didn't deserve it and fuck if it's bias you just got laid out
And I ain't talking about the camera man putting out his cigarette when I'm putting this fag out
Let's go