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"The Fight Club" scratched


I paint pictures with my scriptures

It grabs ya and it grips ya

And takes ya on adventures to dimensions I can't

Even begin to explain

I tantalize your senses with sentences

Since it's senseless to attempt this

My plan to rise is endless

I'm generally known to be off the hinges

With a microphone with me

Ya wanna fight? come on hit me

I ain't gon stop beating that ass until the cops come get me

Refuse verbal abuse to cook your goose

I serve superb turbulence, when I get loose

The beat get battered and bruised you nerds get hit

From every direction after the herb gets lit

Who wanna come? can test me now let's get down

(get on up) and get the mess beat outta you pesky clown ass

Pathetic competitors won't last around

After I blast a round, at ya casket

Cats get disfigured and eat a fist

Fuckin with this nigga when I'm pissed

And even when I'm feelin bliss

It'll be an unworthy risk

To disturb me cuz I'm impervious to the words you speak

I split nucleus's when I shoot the gift

It's ridiculous to dispute me if

You don't wanna shoot me, just watch me do my duty

My rap slaps your ear like sticks, pucks and hockey

I don't give a big fuck at all

About all your jewelry and tomfoolery

You can get the balls

If you don't wanna be cool with me we can brawl

We do it every weekend yall, at the fight club

CHORUS

The fight club

I hit em up like, what

First rule on your first night

You gotta fight

Just insert the mic plugs

You got the right ones

If you wanna fight come

Show your guns at the

Fight club

I hit em up like, what

First rule on your first night

You gotta fight

Just insert the mic plugs

You got the right ones

If you wanna fight come


Pump ya fist and resist the system

I insist the gist of this consist of wisdom

Catechism??

We can have a collision and go at it to add to the mission

Poetical fisticuffs, I spit to crush the shit you bust

You don't wanna get in the pit with us

We gladiators of the third eye variety

You can be mad and hate us, or ride with me

I flow, toe to toe blow for blow

The collective objective, is to overthrow

We soldiers here to let the poor folks know

Imperialists get the fist and the po-po get the dick

The serioiusness of this gets me furious

When I hear ignorance spit by my peers

I guess thats why I'm here

To change up this strange stuff in the coming years

My plan's to put hands on my people in the trance

So they can understand what really makes a man strong

Convictions, with no restrictions I inflict them

To the beat of a kick drum

You want some? step up and get some

Scuff knees and elbows when P-L flows

To speak to yall or we can brawl

We do it every weekend y'all, at the fight club!


CHORUS

The fight club

I hit em up like, what

First rule on your first night

You gotta fight

Just insert the mic plugs

You got the right ones

If you wanna fight come

Show your guns at the

Fight club

I hit em up like, what

First rule on your first night

You gotta fight

Just insert the mic plugs

You got the right ones

If you wanna fight come


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