[Round 1: Rone]
So, I wanted to battle someone fat
Because I fucking hate fat people
Right? I wanted to battle someone black
BECAUSE I FUCKING HATE...
Predictability in rap battling and how it's ruining the culture
So my music's hitting now, so this battle's recreation
But World Domination, I'd say "yes" without a moment's hesitation
No reservations, I said, "Organik, make my reservation"
Cause unlike Soul Khan, I'm not scared that it'll hurt my reputation
See, I'm not here to beat you, my child
I am here to break you, maim you, firing squad, annihilate you
Send you to your grave, they gon' have to carbon date you
Send you to the devil so Hitler can fucking rape you
People feared that this match wouldn't entertain or excite me
From your skills to your name to your frame, you are tiny
So when he's weighing in between 80 and 90
It's hard for me NOT to be taking him lightly
You are not a man at all, normal human, half as tall
Small claims court is the closest you'll ever get to basketball
You gotta catch a pack of matches who can catch him napping on
And all that soothes him is the song, 'It's A Small World After All'
You fucking mixed race, chimp faced, ingrate, mistake
Shrimp weight, thin waist, limp gait, slim fake, simp lame bitch
You came here from Fliptop thinking that you hot shit
You try any slick talk and you get your fucking top flipped
And your countries so religious so this trip across the ocean
Could be considered a little less than cross promotion
But fuck resigning to God I will get violence involved
I will slide up on your priest, he'd see no sign of the cross
And real talk, this guy smokes so many cigarettes it's ridiculous cousin
Like, you would think tobacco was addictive or something
Like he would crawl back and forth to Scarborough twice
For the last half a drag off a Marlboro Light
Subconsciously, when he's writing, he tries smoking the pen
He goes to work out and he fucking smokes at the gym
He'll take a smoke break from smoking, shit he's smoking again
He only does backstrokes so he can smoke while he swims
But for real, you'll be toting cigs along since your birth
And THAT will get you cancer and a box in the dirt
But this whooping's probably worse, I'll get you dropped in a hearse
Till the point you wish the cancer would've got to you first
Rone
[Round 2: Rone]
I said, Philly...really?
Style so dumb it's silly
I will go up in your tooth, boy, fuck your fillings
X pill, feel me?
Tell me what's the dilly
You're as soft as yogurt but that cap is still worth peeling
And this bum don't even know what a bobo's like
He's caught up all day in that homo life
If a scientist build a perfect robo wife
Even that bitch wouldn't be Proto-type
But real bitches have rules for you and each knows them all
Like, never a text message is to follow Proto-call
But, fuck a Proto-typical I'll skip and I'll save it
I can break him down to Pro-tons and I'm too Proterozoic
You do not need Lasik to see that he is basic
I invented how to ball Canada I'm James Naismith
And my dick is just that big
No messing around
Like I gotta lay down to put my head in the clouds
Wow, the speed of a cheetah, the dick of an elephant
You don't have a speech impediment, I help you develop one
I will run up on your bitch like it's high time to kill
Rough sex? Ah yes, that's my kind of thrill
I get so fucking deep up in them thigh highs for real
That that bitch won't run but her eye liner will!
I pull up on her like, skkkkert
And she probably looking scuuuured
But I bet I get her wet when I get up in her skiiiirt
And chinchilla chilling in the sauna heat
Could never be as hot as me
So what's a protege to a motherfucking prodigy?
I'm serving him cause he's demure
I give them what they're fiending for
You came humble to this battle just to get humbled even more
I will beat the pride out of you even as you cling to it
My hands around your neck, yeah that has a nice ring to it
And Pacquiao finally lost to an American
I was fucking loving it, but you and your people, damn you couldn't stomach it
They considered suicide, every single one of them
Well this is me, telling you, that you should've done it bitch
You should've killed yourself cause your favorite boxer lost
Do you understand what I'm saying to you?
Get it?
I'm done with rap
Okay? Right? You understand? I'm done, that's the end of my round
[Round 3: Rone]
Um, so like, we met at last year's World Domination
I was chilling around you
Spent eight hours with you and learning nothing about you
So I said this shit to Nils last year but really I was wrong though
You're the most boring man in all of Toronto
It was like I was chilling with a teen I had never met before
"Do you like drinking?" "No"
"Do you like girls?" "No"
"Do you like weed?" "I don't know"
Your life sucks
Your life sucks like a vacuum, like a whore in the backroom
Like your mom through the wall of the bathroom
See you're technically gifted but respectful and timid
Tepid and whispish, so all of that flexing a gimmick
So deceptive an image, how they impressed to begin with?
But fuck begging a question, I'll make him beg for forgiveness
Yo, one rant or a ramble could leave your ass in shambles
So get with the program or get your program cancelled
You think you won't get trampled, the evidence is ample
I'll put you through the pavement but that's a concrete example
Yo, and I bet growing up that it wasn't unusual
That you help your mom while she trimming some cuticle
She has nail polish, you pick color that's suitable
Clients show nails you tell 'em "it's beautiful"
But, you know how you know you've been Americanized?
When you have an Asian face and American eyes
And through 'em, I see the coward in you
But do not mind devouring you
You're so whitewashed you think Tom Sawyer spent an hour with you
At home, you have to dumpster dive cause food is hard to find
So you eating trash, that must explain you spitting garbage rhymes
Like, this should be your battle peak
This could be your summit but I'm bored cousin
Because you're coming with pure rubbish
You should've got more from it, more punches, more substance
But judging from your financial straits, I can't be shocked at your poor judgement
Yo, you gon' need some better weaponry
If you gon' try to step to me or prayers for a referee
To intervene or step between
How to cook a 'Pino, this could be the perfect recipe
If I'm not undefeated here, you don't fucking get to be!