[bad word]  [bad word] nightclub_fight_club

Hook (KSol, JP):
Hip-hop is dead, done and over
get on the phone, the family needs closure
21 gun salute for the soldier
Hip-hop is dead
Hip-hop is dead, done and through now
Fire up the beat, we need somethin new now
Nightclub Fight Club, here to show you how
Hip-hop is dead

Post-Hook (Mike):
Punchline, do not cross
now I'm the boss
if you wanna get with Nightclub Fight Club
get tighter or get your outline chalked

Mike:
"Hey, back up buddy, this [bad word] off-limits"
I'm a detective, I just got on to the premises
"The premise is, hip-hop just got shot,
one bullet in him and a number of em in some cops"
Thanks, that's all I needed, were you first on the scene?
"Yeah", Well go ahead home, your done, just try to get some sleep
I got background knowledge on this like The Blueprint
y'all niggas acting like your age the size of your shoe print
I see on the yellow tape that 'police' has been crossed out
and 'punch' has been put in its place, along with 'I'm the boss now'
I can see it in my head now, the crime be like Mardi Gras
flashes bangs and bleeding due to shots makin everybody raw
something's wrong: if hip-hop's dead then someone's gotta take it's place
then I bet whoever stands to benefit would be second in the race
now just I gotta find out who the one is killing rap, punk and more
holy [bad word]  that's it! I fear it's clearly the work of the [bad word] 
KSol:
Now judging from how recent the wound is
this looked like a [bad word]  however the [bad word] is
this was a planned death and yes I can prove this
take a look at hip-hop and the lifestyle he's living in 
with the cash, and the [bad word]  thirty seconds of fame
a stupid little dance "got him to the game"
he did what the people wanted, he was a slave 
his actual talent sent to the grave  
judging from the broken nose he couldn't face off to [bad word] couldn't see, his eyes had mace on em
chest [bad word] from punchlines the size of a baseball
a leg is gone probably from napalm
look at the corpse, this is more than manslaughter
he's missing a leg [bad word] couldn't go harder
hip-hop will go down as a musical martyr
but I wonder how [bad word] could just kill his father

JP:
Ive dug some deep ditches in my long career
But I fear that it's gonna be a quick job here
Cuz the game has been diggin its own grave for years
No eulogies either, ain't no place for tears
Hack acts' wack tracks start a suicidal spiral
And its gifts are up the river, like these rappers in denial
What's left? pile of those low brow flows about hos and gettin low?
I guess thats how it goes
But smile! Cuz Nightclub dont need you
Rappers have Cialis and they still [bad word] half as hard as we do
And they wanted to defeat us? Jesus
Hand em a pair of Night-vision goggles and I doubt they could see us
They better get a thermal camera instead
Cuz when we spit it’s so hot, you’d see us glowing in red
But even then they couldnt approach, so let’s have a toast
To the memory of hip-hop, cuz the casket is closed.