Top 10 Wrestlers The Rock Absolutely Cooked on the Mic

No one can tear apart another wrestler on the microphone quite like The Rock. The People's Champion has made a career of destroying everyone on the stick. And over the years there's been a selection of talent who frequently found themselves in The Great One's crosshairs during promos. And even after becoming the most electrifying man in all of entertainment, The Brum of All can still step back in, take the fans on a ride and show he is the true final boss. So join us today as we list the top 10 wrestlers The Rock savagely roasted on the mic. Before we begin the list, honourable mentions go out to Y2J Chris Jericho. Uncle Joe Jericho with the glass eyes, Grandpa Jimmy Jack Jericho with the iron lung, it might be even Grandma Jezebel Jericho with the double x dirty panties. What you're cooking smells like 100% grade A, money back guarantee, one big bucket of Canadian moose piss. Chris Jericho you are still the biggest monkey's anus walking God's green earth. The hardcore legend Mick Foley, who feuded with The Rock as Mankind, You look like about 10 pounds of monkey crap and a 5 pound bag. And I'm sure you'll feel at home with a little bit of thrash. And even though you have one ear, The Rock has two. Marco take that goofy mask you got on, turn that sunbed sideways and stick it straight up your candy ass. You're gonna be alright kid as a Mankind, he's half retarded, you know that. And Kurt Angle who just narrowly misses out on the top 10. Now The Rock faces a man who comes out and says drinking milk has calcium and it's good for your bones. I'm gonna drink a big glass of milk, eat some chocolate chip cookies and then maybe I'll take three Viagra. What Mr. McMahon said. What Mr. McMahon said, Mr. McMahon said. That's the biggest Rudy Poo bug eyed milk drinking suck ass, kiss ass, 100% grade A Hank has ever seen. Oh my God. No, no, you still wear the same old Calvin Klein donkey nuts, that smell. The Rock will team with you as long as The Rock can get that Olympic goof to know his role and shut his mouth. You said it doesn't matter who the four participants are in tonight's fatal four-way matchup. Did you say that? I certainly did. It doesn't matter who you say doesn't matter. Somebody got a haircut. Number 10, Kane. The Rock used Kane's painful past and tragic character against the big red machine in the most savage fashion. And for this reason, we feel a bit more sorry for Kane in the kayfabe sense compared to anyone else on this list. You see Kane, The Rock could care less whether or not it's your body on fire, your face on fire, liar, liar, your balls are on fire. The only... Maybe Kane just wants a box of matches so he can go light his big red ass on fire. Did you ever think about that? No. Well, if you really want to know what Kane's face looks like, I'll tell you what. It looks like an orangutan went ahead. It looks like an orangutan went ahead, took off Kane's mask, Nevertheless, the seven foot monster certainly got roasted in more ways than one in WWF, including courtesy of the people's champion on the microphone. My name is Kane and I am a Rudy Poo candy ass. Kane running around doing cartwheels, scaring everybody in the casino. I won. Let's party. The rock kid came between his legs and it felt like the rock was kicking a damn pillow. Just what were you thinking? Putting that big retarded goof. They don't come any more retarded than that. You put his brain in a parakeet, zing, fly backwards. Benoit, all you want to do is prove things. Kane, since you just want to find things, you go ahead and find the penis Benoit claims he has. Number nine, Hulk Hogan. Hulk Hogan was an easy target for The Rock, especially when it came to the Brahma Bull imitating the Hulkster's iconic poses and one liners. What you're gonna do when the 24. No, wait, that's not it. That's not it. You're going to summon all that power and you're going to start to shake and shake and shake and shake and all your hair right here is going to be flapping. Fast forward to the part where you, you know, you rip the shirt. Well, let me tell you something, brother. Not to mention when The Great One would hit The Immortal One with some straight up rock insults. Hogan, you take that camera. It's already shined up. Turn sideways. Eat your vitamins, say your prayers and stick it straight up all your candy asses. Who would have ever thought the man with 24 inch pythons would have half inch testicles? Got butterflies in your hocus stomach and you reach down to feel if you still got a hocus strudel. Hogan, you want to do a commercial? You want to dial a number? The Rock's got a number to dial for you. Dial 1-800. Call. I want to get my ass kicked by The Rock. The Great One. The People's Champ. The Most. He like, The Rock knows that's too many numbers. Shut your mouth and make the tofu. Climb a tree. Scratch an itch. Make Hulk Hogan The Rock's little... Number eight, Undertaker. It was rare to see anyone insult and mock The Undertaker, but The Rock is one of the few that could get away with it. Undertaker, you come on down. Die, die, die. And all that stupid crap over and over and over again. Undertaker, jumping around, screaming like a girl. The Bromoball completely destroyed the phenom on the microphone with absolutely no fear. Take your entire 33 pound head, turn it backwards like The Exorcist. Have it roll down your back. Catch it with both your hands. Take your own head and proceed to shove it directly up your... Whether you come out as a phenom, whether you come out as a lord of darkness, or the lord of monkey piss, it doesn't matter to The Rock. Need to worry about what's going on over here. Shut your mouth or The Rock will listen to this boring crap, or he'll slap the dead right off your monkey ass and give it back to you. The People's Champ liked to make fun of Taker's tattoos, including the time it was said that The Rock would personally provide the phenom with two brand new ones. With all your little Mickey Mouse tattoos all over your body. Your two new tattoos, tattooed right on your ass. Which on your left cheek, it has a Bromoball. And on the right, it reads this. Tonight at King of the Ring, The Rock sacrificed me fast, for he laid the smackdown on my candy ass. The Rock relishes in the fact that you woke up this morning with a brand new tattoo, tatted on the back of your 33 pound head. And the tattoo read this. Last night at King of the Ring, The Rock did sacrifice me fast, for he took my own hand, turned it sideways, and stuck it straight up my candy ass. The Big Show faced the brunt of some of the funniest trash talk from The Great One. Right from their first meeting, The Rock was roasting the world's largest athlete. Who is this Rudy Poo? The Rock says, you should know your role, and shut your mouth. Show was so easy to mess with, and he has some of the best reactions to the Bromoball's jabs. From making fun of The Giant's looks, height, and weight. You're looking at The Rock like you're part retarded. The Rock will slap the taste out of your mouth. Do you understand what The Rock is saying? Listen, I understand. Somebody got a haircut. You are no longer a long haired, seven feet, 500 pound piece of monkey crap. You are a short haired, seven feet, 500 pound piece of steaming, stinking, grade A monkey crap. Show, at No Way Out, The Rock says he was meant to take his big right hand, slap the fat off your ass, and give it back to you. To the absolutely hilarious impressions. From the time your crappy music hits, well it's the Big Slow. And the biggest goof of them all, The Big Slow, sits there scaring all The Rock's fans. The Rock says this, Big Show, you think you impress somebody by taking The Rock and going... The Rock says this, Big Show, you come on down. Undertaker, 500 pounds of whining, bitching, moaning. Oh boy, Big Show is living. And you say this, why are you bullying me? Don't you bully me. Oh, shut your mouth. There are certain things that go together, salt and pepper, bacon and eggs, The Big Show and... Number six, Hurricane. In terms of wrestlers, it wasn't just the main eventers that faced the brunt of The Rock's roasts. The Hurricane was one of the few mid-carders that didn't look out of place, trading comedic insults with The Great One. That being said, Hollywood Rock was perhaps at his funniest when tearing down the superhero. Oh, you're The Hamburglar. Go get me a cheeseburger. Go get The Rock a cheeseburger. No ketchup. You ain't nothing. You're 100 pounds of nothing. Five feet, nothing. Excuse The Rock, his cell phone's going off. Kyle, hello. Hey, it's nothing. He says he knows you. Hey, what you gonna do? Throw a Chicken McNugget at The Rock? You gonna hit The Rock in the head with a cheeseburger? Arrest him. He's guilty of shoving Chicken McNuggets straight up his ass. Arrest him. Oh, for goodness sakes. All right, here we go. Oh, well, you two remind The Rock of somebody else too, right? Here we got Hamburglar and Grimace up in the house. I'm playing. I'm kidding. I'm playing. Let's take a break from the list to highlight the announcers who had to deal with some of the brutal mischief from the People's Champ. This was made even funnier by the fact they couldn't defend themselves and had to just stand there and take it. He's laying a smackdown on him, Michael. Wait a minute. The coach was routinely humiliated by The Great One. How is it that you came up with the name Coach? Well, actually, when I was a little kid, it was a nickname. It doesn't matter how you came up with the name Coach. So why don't you just admit it? The Rock knows you like sticking microphones up cow's rectums. Did you take your vitamins this morning? Well, actually, I did, Rock. I don't know. Actually, Rock, I do. Copa Cabana. Sweet cream on an ice cream sandwich. What in the blue hell are you doing? Smile at everybody at home. Bend over. See, The Rock has something that's large. The Rock is enormous. The Rock has something that's huge. The Rock. What in the blue hell are you smiling at? You sick freak out of here. You sick freak. Who cut your hair? Ray Charles? Beat it. Wash your ass. Kevin Kelly got it just as bad, which was enhanced by how great his reactions were. A lot of people, a lot of your business going into the ring. Shut up, Tony. Just sit there and you enjoy the poontang pie. It's going to be a long time before you have poontang pie like that again. You'll thank The Rock one day, Jabroni. You go in the back, find a nice tall glass, fill it up with ice, with a nice tall glass of shut up juice. Excuse The Rock one second. Kevin Kelly, you are now Chris Benoit. Smile, Jabroni. Whether it's Kurt Angle, whether it's Triple H, or whether it's this hermaphrodite himself, Kevin Kelly, it doesn't make a damn bit of difference. One perfectly functioning set of genitals. Keep your mouth shut, Kermie. Number three. To finally raise enough money to get this hermaphrodite the sex change he's always wanted. The Rock says take your finger and put it in your nose. No, no. Stick it in, Kermie. And just as sure as you still stand by The Rock, an ugly hermaphrodite is as sure. Just as sure as this ugly hermaphrodite will be sipping drinks at the hermaphrodite club in the city. Rocky the People's Reindeer was very large and very tall. And unlike Kevin Kelly, he actually had a set of balls. Even ring announcer Lillian Garcia wasn't safe from the ride The Rock was taking us on. Goosebumps running up and down your spine. We'll goosebump your ass on out of here. You get wet with perspiration standing this close to The Rock. You still like the strudel? Look at her. Oh, yeah. I like that strudel. Yeah. Hey, Lillian. No, no, no, no. We need people's package, Lillian. No, no, no. The buffet is closed. She used to work at the sperm bank. She got fired for drinking on the job. Mark Lloyd only interviewed the Brahma Bull a few times, but each one saw the broadcast that get pelted with a verbal smackdown. It's me, Mark Lloyd. Shut up. Go ahead and bend over. Bend over backwards. An ice cream sandwich. Get up, you sick freak. Mark Lloyd stands off camera masturbating. Mark Lloyd, cameras go off. He goes back to his hotel room and you rub bananas all over yourself and you go suck on orangutan nipples. And then there's Michael Cole, someone who's been on the end of The Rock's tirades for decades now, where the laughs are always garandam teed. The Rock just wants to know this. Are you a little coomsey coomsa? It doesn't matter if you are coomsey or coomsa or not. The Rock knows that you have never, ever had a piece of poontang pie. You keep your head right there, Jabroni. Don't move. The Rock's electrifying t-shirt. Here, wear it just like that. Smack down. Don't touch it, Jabroni. And keep the microphone right here. Triple H, don't touch it. On your head. The Rock has a nice tie, 13 cents. Don't look at the tie. Look at The Rock. The Rock says this. You should be concerned with fixing yourself a nice tall glass of shut up juice. Fix it. Nice shirt, 25 cents. The Rock says Triple H. The Rock will... The people strudel. Michael Cole, if you take one more step towards that computer, The Rock will get out of here and slap the taste so far out of your mouth, you'll never get it back. Or you can sit in your little glass box looking like a drunk hobbit jack bag bitch. Number 5, Cody Rhodes. You should know something about lists. It looks like you spend 20 hours a day on Craigslist. When The Rock returned as the final boss in 2024, he declared that finally professional wrestling was cool again. Only for Rhodes to then take it back. This infuriated the final boss who dropped gospel each week on the American Nightmare. That's when Dusty said with total frustration that drugs and cheap condoms was a bad combination. And you're 20 years younger than your sibling. Because you were a mistake. It keeps Cody awake. To know he wasn't planned and he was a mistake. Cody Rhodes. From the bottom of my heart. Man to man. **** your story. His fans. We want Cody. Cody's gotta finish his story. Oh, Cody Crybabies, yeah. He's our grown-ass man and Cody gotta finish his story. So Cody, Seth, Crybabies and that shithead dog of yours, Pharaoh. Standards and practices off. It's a direction you can ****. And the Rhodes family. My mother. She's the only one I got left. I can't. I can't give the title to my daddy. So I'm gonna give the title to my mommy. You can cry. I can't give the belt to Dusty. But I can give it to my mama. I can give it to my mommy. Shut the **** up. Michelle. What can I say? Except you're welcome. Number four, Stone Cold. Stone Cold Steve Austin will forever be The Rock's greatest rival. They've been through it all. And within that time, the rumble often tore the rattlesnake a new one during their rivalry. The biggest piece of trailer park trash walking. Look at this. Stone Cold, you go directly to hell. Go to hell. You are a living, human, breathing piece of trash. Because you're a nobody, a nothing, a peon. It looks like a big piece of crap. And your mom made love. And out came your monkey ass. From spitting bullets on the stick. Purely trailer park trash. The Rock tell you in another language. Let him tell you in Swedish. The Rock didn't run over Stone Cold on the... Let The Rock tell you in Chinese. Not afraid to sweat. Not afraid to bleed. Gonna beat that bald-headed bastard. Guaranteed. You ain't nothing but a redneck. Whip your ass again. The Rock can't whip it with Austin's ass again. To the more surreal comedy. Like responding to Austin's comment about Rock's so-called nursery rhyme schtick. Mary had a little lamb. Well, I tell you what. Piss on the lamb. Piss on Mary. And piss on you. And it wouldn't be a signature Rock tongue-lashing. Unless a few impressions were thrown in. That's the bottom line. Because I gotta get in my pickup truck. Drink some Steve Weiser's. Listen to some Backstreet Boys. Don't see The Rock coming out and saying, What? That? Number three, John Cena. Upon returning to WWE in 2011, one of The Rock's missions was to savagely tear down and roast the ever-loving hell out of John Cena. Every time he was given the chance. You're running around here looking like a big fat rainbow shirt. Coming out here looking like a homeless Power Ranger. The Rock is rapping. He's totally gone soft. So now he needs to take this crap off. Roll it all up into a ball. Turn that son of a bitch sideways. And stick it straight up. Your rooty tooty fresh and fruity candy ass. The Broma Ball lamented how John had clogged WWE screens for too long. And it was now time to shrink him down to size. This forced Cena to step up like he hadn't done in quite a while. Winning is about heart. You just gotta have it in the right place. The man who said that quote, Lance Armstrong. He was full of crap and so are you. Little Johnny Cena went to the doc. Doc said Cena, you know I'm a fan. Please stop begging for that rectal exam. Sorry mama Cena. Check these charts. Oh baby Johnny's got lady parts. Let's rock. Whether it was on social media or on the show itself. The Rock constantly came at Cena. Especially the men. It's tonight the night. Well Gene, I think. But my name's John. It doesn't matter what your name is. You can't see me there. Yeah you're looking like a bloated transvestite wonder woman. Ready to fight crime. The promo on social was actually better than anything cut on TV. Since the PG parameters went out the window here. And then your music stops. You hear this in every arena around the world. Let's go Cena. Cena sucks. The last time I saw pie was when I shot out of my mama's birth canal. But I too still adhere to the C-Nation mantra. Apostle, loyalty, respect. Go get your punk ass off The Rock's Twitter. That being said, the People's Champion made sure every appearance he made during the Cena feud was a memorable one. Making him look like a transvestite wonder woman fighting crime. And running around here looking like what would happen if Vanilla Ice banged a Teletubby. Enjoy your fruity pebbles, you yabba dabba bitch. Number two, the McMahons. The McMahon family routinely faced the wrath of Rocky. Whether it be in the form of physicality or of course on the microphone. Shane, your role, know it. Triple H, your mouth, shut it. Vince, your llama's anus, lick it. Stephanie, your dirty panties, will it. When the People's Champ was cutting a promo, the billion dollar princess became a five dollar street walker of the night. Don't come out here by yourself. Go ahead and bring that hood rat trick you call a wife with you. Rock's not talking about the winner of the match gets five minutes with your wife. Because quite frankly, everybody's already had that. It sounds to the great one that there's 15,000 Rock fans calling you a slut. What? Stephanie, how fitting it is. We're here in the Big Easy. Because that's exactly what you are, the Big Easy. Rock must say you are looking quite gigantic. Yeah, we're gonna go to France. We're gonna go to China. We're gonna go to Russia. But don't worry, we get in trouble. We could use Stephanie McMahon's breasts as a flotation device. Happy birthday to Steph. You're a hoe with big breasts. Did you just tell The Rock don't do anything stupid? This coming from a man who took a sacred vow of marriage to the biggest slut in the Western Hemisphere. If anybody knows anything about screwing, it's you. The great one saw Shane as a sacred Nepo baby with cat-like abilities, so to speak. Booker T, hair done by Whoopi. Shane McMahon's still a pussy. Everything Shane McMahon. That puffy-cheeked, silver-spooned, punk-ass. Piece of steaming, stinking, monkey crap. And his name is Shane McMahon. Shane, you can go suck on a monkey's nipple. And Vince, you can go lick a llama's anus. Booker T and Shane, the punk-ass sucker and the silver-spooned ************. And the less said about the evil chairman, Vince McMahon, the better. We'll simply let the most electrifying man in sports entertainment take it away. With all the great decisions that Vince McMahon has made over his lifetime. The decision to expand the WWF in 1983. The decision to create WrestleMania in 1985. The infamous penis implant of 1991. The what? Well, The Rock says, he wipes a monkey's ass with what you think. That Steve Austin was just gonna walk down that ramp. It doesn't matter. There's a way to come down there and slap the toupee off your head if you don't hurry up and finish your sentence. You are now and will forever be an asshole. Number one, Triple H. Triple H was a thorn in The Rock's side for years. So it's no surprise that the game took some of the most frequent verbal shots from The Great One. Come on, Triple H. You're Rudy Poo. You're half gay anyway. Say you quit. Then going on to that half-queer Triple H. Rudy Poo, maybe you're in a woman's bathroom. Hell, well, you're not here. Here's a guy who looks like Tarzan and he wrestles like James. Triple H, you don't have enough hair on your Rudy. The Rock's serving you up a nice big fat Rock burger with some extra cheese. And when you get thirsty, The Rock has a nice tall glass of freshly squeezed monkey piss to go along with it. The Rock speaks a little Spanish and here it is. The Rock kicking your monkey ass. Why don't you give St. Louis a little gift and drop the people's elbow on this piece of... Rock would still lay it to smack it down on your candy ass, put his boots straight up your ass and knock your teeth so far down your throat you'd stick a toothbrush up your ass to brush them. From the trash talk to the threats and tirades, Hunter was never safe when in the same segment as The Rock. If you are the game, then quite frankly, you need to go back to the drawing board. You should go back to the drawing board as your game. Because your game absolutely sucks. Triple H, you got a three foot nose. You turn it sideways and stick it straight up Vince's ass. Maybe you want to go all the way back home to Greenwich to your mother's house. Kick out all the sailors and the little circus midgets who've been having their way with her all night long. Oh my gosh. The Rock is something you're not undisputed champion. So shut up, bitch. Perhaps the Great One's funniest diatribes against Triple H. Cain and Rock would imitate the game in hilarious fashion. And we were in the nursery together. We were in the nursery and little baby Triple H walking up. My diaper is that damn wet. You're walking around here so angry for it. Walking around here mad. Your face all squinched up. They sit there and they kept me down for five years. Tonight, I am the game. And in this very ring for the next 20 minutes, I'm going to be talking and saying absolutely nothing. Which means he's got to beat the game in the middle of the ring. And he has a $2 slut for a wife. Now, if you enjoyed this video, be sure to check out a similar video. Hope you have a great day and I'll see you next time.