Nothing stops me! And before you cut me off: Raven, the reason I hate you, the reason, in my heart of hearts why I hate you, is because I didn't know any better when I was a little kid. When my dad came home smelling like beer, I thought it was a hard day's work he was doing! I didn't realise he was out at the bar, I didn't realise "work" meant "unemployment office". I didn't think it was strange for someone to come home from work and have to take an old style up into the shower while he was in the shower, I dodn't think it was strange for someone to pass out! I thought an old style, a pack a day was the norm! Raven, my father is exactly! Like! you! And since day one in Ring of Honor, where fighting spirit is supposed to be revered, things aren't supposed to be this way! I'd shake your hand like a normal man, but see, the truth is I don't respect you! I hate you! I hate you for everything you've pissed away, everything I've scraped and I've clawed for, that I haven't even earned yet, that you got handed to you, and you flushed down a toilet! For what? For pills? For booze? For alcohol? For women? I am born of your poison society, so on the 17th of July, I will become a monster to fight the monsters of the world, and your time in Ring of Honor will be done! And that is a promise! Because this is true! This is real! THIS... IS... STRAIGHT EDGE!!!!
- Ring of Honor: Wrestlerave
Now far be it from me to think I owe any of you people any kind of an explanation as to why I did what I did, but I just cant resist. See, what kind of an evil genius would I be if I didn't extoll to you my master plan? The only difference being, my master plan has already come to fruition. I have, in my hands, what I set out to get, so I'll explain to you now exactly why it is I did what I did. See, if I may, I would like to tell you a story, and I know the last time I told you a story, some of you were a little heartbroken. But I assure you, this story ends a little differently.
You see, about a year and a half ago, I was still working for a company called Total Nonstop Action. Me and a couple of buddies of mine were told that we could no longer wrestle for Ring Of Honor, so what we did, and I'll name names: myself, Jerry Lynn, The Phenomenal AJ Styles, and the Fallen Angel Christopher Daniels, all decided to have a little bit of a meeting late Wednesday night in Nashville, Tennessee. And I sat there and I ate my food, I looked across the table at AJ Styles, who was the NWA World Champion at the time, a belt which, by the way, is nothing compared to the belt I hold in my hands right here. And I watched as AJ could barely eat his food, he certainly couldn't look me in the eye, because what we all agreed was if we stuck together, we could work for Ring Of Honor, we could work for whoever we wanted. I faxed a copy of my contract to the TNA offices and highlighted the part that said I could wrestle for whoever I wanted as long as their name was not Vincent K. McMahon or they were running a pay-per-view. I explained myself to AJ Styles and Christopher Daniels. I said, "AJ, you hold the belt, you hold the power, you can do things, they have to listen to what you say." They looked me in the eye and they said, "We're with you, Punk, we're gonna stick together."
But I being done with them, I knew that was the nail in my coffin, so I made my decision, and I stayed here and I stuck with Ring of Honor, and I like to think that I built this place. And I know for a fact that there would not be a Ring of Honor for Christopher Daniels or AJ Styles to come crawling back to if it wasn't for me! Who do you think built this company? (Crowd chants "Joe!") Oh, Samoa Joe? Is that what you think? Do you think Samoa Joe was in the ring every day, training kids, eating, sleeping, breathing Ring of Honor like I was? No, he wasn't! And Chris Daniels, and AJ Styles, and even Low Ki turned their back on this company, and I stood tall, and I stayed here, and what did I get for it, huh? You people shit all over me! Because it was always "When's AJ coming back? Oh, Low Ki throws nice kicks! Oh, Chris Daniels is so great!" and the whole time, CM Punk, much like Atlas, had this entire world up on his shoulders, lifting it up, building up the young guys, showing the way, teaching them, and making sure you losers have a place to come hang out every Friday and Saturday night!
Everybody else turned their back on this company except for me, and you turn your back on me! I wasn't qualified to run the school, I'm sloppy, I'm this, I'm that, but the fact is, I was the backbone of this company, and now, I am the champion, and I hold the most important belt in the world, and there's nothing any of you people can do about it!
So now, fast forward about a year, and I get an offer from another company. I've got an offer from the WWE. And what do I hear? I hear "Please don't go! Please don't go!" Let me hear it now! Where are you now, huh? (Crowd chants "You sold out!") All you people can chant all you want! All your voices combined still isn't louder than mine! So I take this offer from the WWE. You people doubt that I actually signed a contract? I have to listen to you people doubt my ability in the ring, when I gave you the five-star, greatest technical match Ring of Honor has ever seen? When I gave you the bloodiest street fights that Ring of Honor's ever seen? People, you didn't realise it, you were in the midst of the greatest professional wrestler walking the world today, and he's in this ring right now! So I will, once again, prove the doubters wrong! You people doubt that I signed a contract with the WWE? Well, you're right! I haven't signed my contract! (Takes the contract out of his pocked) You see this? This is my key to freedom. This means I don't have to see any of you people any more. I've already proved that I'm better than you. But what I'd like to do right now is sign my contract, to once again prove you all wrong. Bobby Cruise, if you could hold the belt, please, I want to sign the contract right on top of it.
- ROH: Sign of Dishonor
John Cena, while you lay there, hopefully as uncomfortable as you possibly can be, I want you to listen to me. I want you to digest this because before I leave in 3 weeks with your WWE Championship, I have a lot of things I want to get off my chest. I donít hate you, John. I donít even dislike you. I do like you. I like you a hell of a lot more than I like most people in the back.
I hate this idea that youíre the best. Because youíre not. Iím the best. Iím the best in the world. Thereís one thing youíre better at than I am and thatís kissing Vince McMahonís ass. You're as good as kissing Vince McMahonís ass as Hulk Hogan was. I donít know if youíre as good as Dwayne though. Heís a pretty good ass kisser. Always was and still is.
Whoops! Iím breaking the fourth wall!
(Punk waves to the camera)
I am the best wrestler in the world. Iíve been the best since day one when I walked into this company. And Iíve been vilified and hated since that day because Paul Heyman saw something in me that nobody else wanted to admit. Thatís right, Iím a Paul Heyman guy. You know who else was a Paul Heyman guy? Brock Lesnar. And he split just like Iím splitting. But the biggest difference between me and Brock is Iím going to leave with the WWE Championship.
Iíve grabbed so many of Vincent K. McMahonís brass rings that itís finally dawned on me that there just that, theyíre completely imaginary. The only thing thatís real is me and the fact that day in and day out, for almost six years, I have proved to everybody in the world that I am the best on this microphone, in that ring, even on commentary! Nobody can touch me!
And yet no matter how many times I prove it, Iím not on your lovely little collector cups. Iím not on the cover of the program. Iím barely promoted. I don't get to be in movies. Iím certainly not on any crappy show on the USA Network. Iím not on the poster of WrestleMania. Iím not on the signature thatís produced at the start of the show. Iím not on Conan OíBrian. Iím not on Jimmy Fallon. But the fact of the matter is, I should be.
This isnít sour grapes. But the fact that Dwayne is in the main event at WrestleMania next year and Iím not makes me sick!
Oh hey, let me get something straight. Those of you who are cheering me right now, you are just as big a part of me leaving as anything else. Because youíre the ones who are sipping on those collector cups right now. Youíre the ones that buy those programs that my face isnít on the cover of. And then at five in the morning at the airport, you try to shove it in my face and get an autograph and try to sell it on Ebay because youíre too lazy to go get a real job.
Iím leaving with the WWE Championship on July 17th. And hell, who knows, maybe Iíll go defend it in New Japan Pro Wrestling. MaybeÖIíll go back to Ring of Honor.
(Punk looks at the camera and waves)
Hey, Colt Cabana, how you doing?
The reason Iím leaving is you people. Because after Iím gone, youíre still going to pour money into this company. Iím just a spoke on the wheel. The wheel is going to keep turning and I understand that. Vince McMahon is going to make money despite himself. Heís a millionaire who should be a billionaire. You know why heís not a billionaire? Because he surrounds himself with glad-handed, non-sensical, douchebag yes men, like John Laurinaitis, whoís going to tell him everything he wants to hear, and Iíd like to think that maybe this company will better after Vince McMahon is dead. But the fact is, itís going to be taken over by his idiotic daughter and his doofus son-in-law and the rest of his stupid family.
Let me tell you a personal story about Vince McMahon, all right? We do this whole bully campaign-
(Mic cut off)
- "Pipe bomb" promo, Monday Night Raw, June 27, 2011