Dope Forever (исполнитель: Nightclub Fight Club)
[bad word] [bad word] nightclub_fight_club Hook (KSol): One moment, whatever Nightclub been dope forever Might blow up, might fall off Either way, we’ll still be So potent, so clever Nightclub been dope forever Cuz we’re on from here on Never slowin down JP: I been in the game since childhood in 5th grade I was spittin [bad word] harder than firewood but your tracks are all soft, album release party just called off why dont you make like Humpty Dumpty and fall off? My style is elemental, oh please, you think that you better? I got a dope flow queued for every letter so I keep it immature when I punch hard You say that you rich but I got more bread with my lunch card Im beggin niggas to start beef, it's snacktime Ima beat a hater unconscious, its naptime Stomp your nuts, now that’s kickball hater brag and my infrared on him like in lazer tag The only time that you flowed was [bad word] down your leg to your socks the only time you stacked chips was in your lunchbox Like um, duh, so, be all whatever "Nightclub" plus "Dope" equals "Forever" Mike: Got bucks aplenty, I be 401-okay Mike pump it up, so retiring is no way open sesame, the ground allows my soul to seed old like rest in peace, no one knows the best of me never get the best of me, better than the best it seems Mike is such a nice guy, he doesn't have a bone that's mean better than the rest it seems, never get a rest, in peace I never sleep, attention need to let the bladder bleed (I need to pee!) jokes so old they got wrinkles all up on em so sweet though, like they got sprinkles all up on em for example, your pig [bad word] s [bad word] got [bad word] and you a member of the itty bitty [bad [bad word] I'm laughin out my dentures I'm so [bad word] witty I never die tryin to get rich, so [bad word] 50 your [bad word] line, but-a-clot away from Huggies brand fresh my cane get credit for ridin ya [bad word] McCain red JP/Mike: Already said that we'll be on top, six feet under Super-human rappers you could call us boy wonders Cuz even dead and buried we the dopest in the business Listin hits, our tracks make the We-The [bad word] list See, everything we do on a hit list so someone with a hitlist could end us, and we'd just re-begin this Makin money like it's a science, call us chemists Trees growin like a teen face grow a blemish So much cash, in death it [bad word] just like insurance checks These haters takin pain at our fame and they aimed for murder next They planned to ghost us, unholstered the toasters and bucked us but if we ghosts, then they just can't see us or touch us But if we gloat, the haters say we parade float I only do it to show Im so [bad word] flow And I gotta let go so the whole globe know Talk about the man the club nominated Pope