Vince McMahon battled Chris McLean, Harold and Heather and he was later assisted by Triple H in Chris McLean Vs. Vince McMahon. He was voiced by David Ohlsen.

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Vincent Kennedy McMahon (born 1945) is the founder and owner of the modern day World Wrestling Entertainment/Federation. He inherited control of the industry from his father, Vince McMahon Sr., in the 1980s, and runs his promotion both in terms of actual business affairs and onstage, where he appears as an exaggerated, usually antagonistic version of himself, called Mr. McMahon.


Verse 1:Edit

I'm stepping back into the ring to lay some Raw Smackdown on this crude snob,

And end this match so fast, call it the Wawanakwa Screwjob!

The promotion's patriarch; Authority runs in my family.

Like pineapples in lava, my mere entrance brings calamity!

This boasting host who thinks he's got the most's in for a roast,

'Cause I'm a Federation's father; you're a wannabe Jeff Probst!

I represent a higher power than your whole cast of Canadian idiots;

You've no chance in Hell once Mr. Vince McMahon starts spitting it!

Dropping bigger trauma-bombs than any goth-and-punk relations;

When my superstars show up, it's every teen's elimination!

Haul it down the Dock of Shame, or better yet, straight off a cliff;

I walk the walk with attitude: a god is what you're messing with!

Your lips against my ass is how we'll end it; this I say with confidence:

The thought of this dirtbag defeating me is plain Ridonculous!

I'll skewer you for real, and put you down like Hollis Mason,

When I use your gilded likeness as a weapon; bash your face in!

Verse 2:Edit

Your talk of "Amazons" is all a ton of chatter, just like Rita;

Even Eva's an amoeba next to any of my Divas.

Fresh TV is going stale, and it's apparent that you're fired;

Should have caught the 3:10 back to Fametown back when Don was hired!

You remind me of my stepdad, and I'm glad you're not deceased,

'Cause now, not even Chef can bail you out from what I'll soon unleash!

I'll decimate your legacy entire: damnatio memoriae;

Once you get to oblivion, say "Hi" to Chris Benoit for me.

Your Wreck-ening's at hand, and the contestants best be scared;

Watch Rey Mysterio fly-kick your jumbo jet down in midair!

I'll sic ol' New Jack on your Owen, then neglect to ring the bell!

A legend then, now and forever!

John Cena: McMahon wins, LOL!

Verse 3:Edit

Heather seems to think this dweeb's her friend, and understands her truly,

But it's clear that all he wants from her's another peek at boobies.

Plus, if so-called double H-bombs are the best that Chris can muster,

I can top that in more ways than one; come on, now: take it, Hunter!


  • He is the second (actual) reality television host to rap in the series, after Judge Judy.

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