[Round 1: PoRich]
Life after KOTD goes on...
Until Ruin Your Day said they puttin' Po' on
I tune in to see Organik in my battle with Soul Khan?
Hold on!
No one made this dipshit aware?!
I'm in Toronto on a business affair
I got a hit list prepared
I'm battling you because Kid Twist is scared!
Now, I saw photos of Mr. Larsen at his big hit premier
And I don't like what he did with his hair!
He's Tinseltown-bound, pickin' outfits to wear
Probably books a Hollywood Square the instant he's there
That cocksucker wrote a blockbuster!
And I'm back here battling dog-fuckers!?
Kid Twist ain't no pal of mine
When I heard about Bender, I just thought the wrong Alex died!
But enough about Twist and me
My name lives in infamy
Y'all can check the history
This is not the first award (A. Ward) King of the Dot has given me
Out in the park, we did this for free
Now a decade strong in the industry, and ain't shit changed since Tricky P!
It's all about winning support
This can never be learned, so I bring an enforce
It's a Game Of Thrones, the dead have returned, and The Wolf is still King in The North!
Now y'all in Talkback, every day scrollin'
These fans stay trollin' like RMBVA polling
You and your colleagues, call leagues tryin' to break open
The game got you out on your knees: you Greg Oden
Now is your brain broken? That, or you chain-smokin' crack?
Knock me off my spot gon' take more than rap
And by the same token wack
MC's need to brace for it
I move it straight forward, A. Ward - I ain't holdin' back!
Now, let's break down this greasy loner since he feels he needs exposure
Think back, to your pastor sleeping over
He'd grab your ass and eat it kosher
Leave your hole a bleeding ulcer
Make you rub his beefy shoulders
Then he'd suck your teeny-
See! You don't need exposure!
I'm tryin' to tell these league promoters
The truth to keep 'em sober
Man, the boy RD 3-0'd ya
Maybe if you weren't so mediocre, you'd have beat him for the culture
But this is fun, though
You gettin' drunk Po'
They know me from KOTD Volume 1, bro!
[Round 1: A. Ward]
If your goal in life was to become filthy rich
Let me be the first to congratulate you...you are filthy, Rich!
This homeless man swag, the hillbilly kicks
The Cowboys hat in a trailer that was chili-dipped
You pulled this outfit out the closet thinkin' "I look really slick."
Let me chill a bit
You don't like it? So what? Po's done!
No guns, but I'm still equipped
So sit back and watch how I control the pen (Pin): Wilson Fisk
I'm pissed, and this goin' be a 3-0 watch
I'm talkin' spicy all night: the creole spot
They hit me wit' your name and I said, "Please don't. Stop."
Since y'all address me wrong, I guess I gotta get a P.O. boxed!
Now you trash, you was never on my wish list, pipsqueak
Now you gettin' Bodied, like that Kid Twist big screen
Everything pure, your litmus strip green
I'll stick shift, switch speeds
Two-piece...the biscuit, it's free!
My fist hit this dipstick, they knit-pick his teeth
I yell out, "Whitby is the city!" Dig this ditch deep!
The ambulance came up fast
I guess it had a get Rich quick scheme!
Now let's talk!
Welcome back, Po!
But let's be honest, should your return even be celebrated?
Knowin' that all your peers here kept their careers alive and have elevated
And now all you get is me?
You stepped on a land mine
You're not even the best Canadian I've battled: shout-out to Franchise
You not even the best drunk I've battled: Real Deal has to be the star
You not even the dirtiest-...actually, you are!
I told 'Ganik, "I need the best in the league, please!"
Like, "Send me Mr. Jump To Top Tier From The PGs!"
And he sent me "Mr. Drunkenly Fell Off And Stumbled From King Of The Dot Champ To The GZs!"
You bum!
So save all that "Foundation I laid" for another visit
I don't care about the platform you helped built and all the others Richard
You can talk about the battles, accolades, feel like you were underprivileged
But you can't boss talk me or use your legacy as leverage when it's evident you did nothin' with it!
So let's talk!
Two can find you!
Forget the ambulance I said: we can Uber-ride you!
Have your parents at the hospital, your mama's suicidal
She holdin' on to the Canadian like the dude behind you!
I'm goin' in!
Next round, go ahead and spit your weird stuff
But we still got a couple other things we gotta clear up
Round 1
[Round 2: PoRich]
I'll leave a beer on his casket
That's what you get for puttin' John The Baptist against that John Labatt shit
You'll get smoked from a Canadian if you want a classic
Now, I didn't wanna get personal with you
But you made church such an issue that I'm converting to Hindu and worshiping Vishnu
This ain't a hashtag, he's forcing me to (#MeToo)
Or maybe I'll become Muslim, yeah, Islam is the plan
I'm on an A. Ward Tour with Muhammad, my man
Goin' each and every place with a Koran in my hand
And YOU did this, you stupid bitch!
On my wall, I had a crucifix
Now, that's where Buddha sits
And he 'bout his bread, so give me all your Eucharist
Don't sleep during mass, word to Eutychus
Joseph said, "Mary you got useless tits
But hey, your uterus, you usin' it?"
Every time this cocksucker moves his lips
It reminds me that Adam wasn't the only one to have God remove his ribs
Now he's Christian, he says with reverence
That's why Organik had to circumvent his religious trash and it's time you show repentance
We could've had this battle last night, but he's a Seventh Day Adventist
It's Christians who offer prayers but never pay expenses
Like that dollar you put on that collection plate gon' make the world a better place
Give your head a shake
Religion desecrates deep thinking
It perpetuates these feelings
That every woman and child gettin' raped is free willing
Does your religiousness not come with a syllabus
With the answers says when you get called on the silliness of this Christian shit, you don't look like a hypocrite?
You see, in the era of technology, when you pray to God
He's watching you on Webcam like, "Take it off."
I will NOT fall in line!
God is NOT good all the time!
What about Columbine!?
What about all the crime!?
What about that two in the face, four in the waist you call a dime!?
And no sex 'til marriage, like that's some enormous thing
Typical battle rapper: saving that performance for the ring!
Think about every wasted Sunday
All that wine and bread you see the adults swallowin'
You spent your whole life gettin' close to God but will never have a cult followin'
Now buddy, I'm a roofer, so once in a while, I'll work on a church roof
And your bitch ass couldn't get that close to God if you were on your knees prayin' in the first pew
[Round 2: A. Ward]
I said, it's been a long time since you been here, Richard!
So to get acclimated I figured I'd help Po' out
You see there's people watchin' us live at home right now, Richard
Oh, you don't believe me? Pull your cell phone out!
See, there's this app...it's called Twitter
If you search the hashtag "#Decade", the fans are talkin'
Matter of fact, the last time you was on King Of The Dot, I don't know if these cell phones even had cameras on 'em
The last time you were relevant in battle rap, they had Grand Prix tournaments set up for folks to finish at the top
Arcane was decent and, Kaliente was livin' in a box
A "ratchet", was just a tool
The term "reach" was never even mentioned
Dizaster was still good, and Charron wasn't scared of competition!
But that was back in Po's days
Now you catch him by the fire with a beer in his old age
Talkin' 'bout the old ways
"We used to have to walk to Blackout 2 and back
Uphill...both ways...both days"
So watch what you say, Po'
'Cause former champ or not, you ain't dope
This ain't the 2-on-2s, it's a new day, bro
Flow deadly, no confetti, you better pray though
Act sketchy, greeting Pesci, give him a "Hey Loe" (halo)
MAC firin', I'm backsliding today Po'
Pull strings, grip on his neck, okay, Po'?
Left Gat Outta Hell, you won't make it to (2) the third with IV bro
Welcome to Saint's Row
Flashback, you vs Sketch, you won the chain bro?
Well, this time, when I put somethin' on your neck and you get checked on stage, it ain't the same Po'!
I'm laughin' too
I missed Mass': I passed on Catholic school
Get animated, and wanna fight, dawg (dog)? I Scrappy-Doo!
Pack a brew!
Kid Twist didn't, so I'm body-casting you
This is what I have to do
Underrated, all my life I been Po', it's Nappy Roots
So stick to the basics!
I got minimal patience
Same body, same venue: it's like a glitch in the Matrix!
Bulletz left you a victim, and they never sent for replacements
You were a project
They had no intention of reinventing you cause you couldn't make the intricate changes
So it wasn't King Of The Dot
It was the way Rich move in that pushed Po' (poor) out like gentrification!
So go ahead, spit your lil' weird stuff
Third round, we got some stuff we gotta clear up

[Round 3: PoRich]
So he had no problem when he had to battle PoRich
He's not the yellow-bellied type, but your fuckin' tongue sure is
That's disgusting, man, brush your fucking teeth
Rest in peace Bender, FeelGood, PH
We were blessed by their presence
Now let's take a second to show respect to the veterans
The Saurus, Illmac, Dizaster, Kid Twist - respect to the legends
I hope you get the message I'm sending
I was tested by legends that could end you in seconds
Now A. Ward don't like to cuss in his battles to get views
Well I do, so fuck him and fuck you too!
It would drive me crazy to hold back my words!
But his dumb ass concerned if he says "shit" his life will crash and burn
Look at him, he wants to swear so bad it hurts
But he knows he can't - now that's a curse
Fashion first, my Dallas hat does work
So does a 12-gauge Mossberg
After the W, put the K to him, now he movin' awkward
You want a SMACK battle? You need to start on PG
The problem is you follow the wrong JC
When this battle drops, I want you to call your people
Gather them at your small cathedral
And show 'em, you're a choir boy with an alter ego
A goddamn Christian rapper!
You might as well be a science fiction actor
"Hey Lord! It's A. Ward!
I haven't been gettin' the matches I prayed for."
Bitch, I ran through more suckers than Blade's sword
Me and Thor's battle axe were made in the same forge
But no Thanos, 'cause this time heads is all that I aim for
Everything he does is small time, that's why he only claims Cort' (court)
You have an STD Aaron, the call 'em "A. Warts"
Your Run That Back is like a wack version of a "Slow It Down"
Fuck the trends, that trash is over now
You wanna come with that creative writing craft? Take a writing class!
I'm up here breaking mics in half
Punches with a twist like M. Bison striking lightning fast
This platform that gives you the right to rap
Guys like Mischief and Syco gave their life for that!
Back when judged battles were a rite of passage
Back when you had to win to be treated like a savage
Back when title matches didn't go to any entitled bastard
To make a blog and write a status
It's unbridled madness!
I want you to pick five judges and fight me, faggot
Come on Juan, you got fans, think of this as God's plan
Hey, you might get a step closer to a shot at the throne
You might be finally able to talk to Charron
Yo, God only knows!
That's Po, baby, what up?

[Round 3: A. Ward]
I said, I wrote two separate rounds for this third
And come to think of it, they're both true
I wrote one for if I was up 2-0, and I wrote one for if you were down 0-2
Loud punk, town drunk, you get a hook to start
Everything you said in that trailer trash, and well, you just so happen to look the part
But it was, "Welcome to the Po'" no
Get dismantled, lit candles, forget the Po' Show
We switched channels, the flick cancelled
You lucky I love the Lord, Rich
I make all my points up front like a swordfish
You don't wanna see A. Ward switch
Either I pray for you, or I got a magazine with Rich names on it like the Forbes List
Side note, I feel like I need to make apologies
Because I'm up here battlin' PoRich, and honestly, I think this plate is comedy
'Cause I asked for Iron, Calicoe, Clips and they told me those fees are so high they would literally break the economy
And I said, "Are you kidding me?"
But there's a couple names that aren't on here and it bothers me
Like Ness Lee and Real Deal, I'm just statin' the obvious
I knew that you went to the casino and you played for the profiting
But honestly, it's sad because what y'all had to do
What you had to scratch off the card, forget to get Rich is like you playin' the lottery
I'm goin' in, but look, you was a minimal threat
And takin' this was pitiful, yes
All of these Christian bars that you've used, all of these rounds
You realize that I haven't even gotten Biblical yet?
Have you ever heard the parable of the rich young ruler?
It's a hell of a lesson
Rich dude came to Christ, Christ told him go sell his possessions
He got upset
Because material items was something he loved and coveted even
So he went back, even though they were toxic to his health, and he still wanted to keep 'em
Everything in your life is influenced
They say that you embrace this alcoholism and you don't even try to rebuke it
At the end of every bottle, you live your life and in ruins
I know it's kind of intrusive and the pride is consuming
But when I look at you I know there's greater things for you and it's not some kind of illusion
So this whole battle, I've been usin' these random punches to fight and to chew him
But honestly, bro...honestly, if I'm keepin' it real wit'chu
I would've brought substance to this ring but I knew that you would probably try to abuse it
Look I ain't try to come and get personal with you
I just brought enough bars to body you and every person that's with you
You can tell Capitol Rap Battles and their little champion to fall in line
God is good
(All the time)