Fight Club (Remix)

Ladies and gentlemen!

Frequency,

I presentThe new fight club up in this ******* (Slaughterhouse)

We go by the name of

Slaughterhouse

We outta here, only one rule

No rule, no rule[Crooked I]

Joey, no rules, gunshots, no prob

No jewels, ******z say

I got robbed

I'm still wearin my bling

And ****** first class,

I fly standin on

Virgin America's wing

Nuts hang, knockin down skyscrapers

Take a piss, make it rain,

I'm the American dream

Make it rain,

I ain't Pacman

Jones******, ****** and my word all a black man owns[Joe Budden]

If you in that man's zone, how you figure to gain?

Can't bowl a 300 in another ****** lane

Better aim, you dealin with a 7-10 split[Crooked I]

That's Long

Beach cause we on some 7-10 *******t[Joell Ortiz]

I've been nice since "227" man, *******t

I am sick and

I'm never gettin better, that's it(Slaughterhouse)

Give me somethin sharp to sever that ******

Like a group broke up

I will dismember that clique[Royce Da 5'9"]

I'm a veteran, remember that *******t

We some internet rappers, then why you on our internet ******s?

We'll be there when it's war callin

Either we high or we fly or the floor fallin

I'm a Tommy gun – it ain't no best

The rap game like a

St. Louis verses

New York battle, nobody won

A bunch of ****** 2's and 3's like zone defense[Joe Budden][sighs]

Please get at dudes

Ortiz (nah, you beast 'em)

Hold up won't stop, can't stop, thank pops

Hard-headed, gotta hit a wall first like a bank shot

Get it clear – a cokehead's a thin linebetween friend or foe, won't let the *******t disappear

This fiscal year

I'ma stay hot buzzinwith dudes that help me shoot like

A-Rod cousin

Walk in my shoes and your feet get callousfrom

Jersey City to

Caesars Palace

I speak with malice just to make sure the street gets salvaged

Real talk, where would all us be without it?

Slaughterhouse no fear - too many dudes

Tyson Chandler tried to leave they team and went nowhere[Crooked I]

Like Tyson

Chandler in the past ******z on some bull*******t

Royce, tell

Preme I got a full clip (whoa!)

******z used to run when they saw

Suge's face

Faster than

Joey and Joell in a foot race

Now you ask me where the incident took place

Don't check the internet, check hood space

You dealin with some intelligent creatures

I don't touch guns,

I draw with telekinesis

No fingerprints on

Crooked's mag

I'm mixed with good and bad like the

Goodfellas and

JesusFirst

Biggie and

Jay made it

I'll leave a bandanna at your murder and make it gang related

The ******* at the

Shonie's told me homie[Joell Ortiz]

Ortiz, I'm the one and only

Pick a spot,

I pick apart you dudes who pick a part

This ain't a movie,

I feel bad like lookin at a pic of '

Pac******z hearts gettin sparked every time

I give a arcto my wrist and it twists like a spliff when

I'm sittin in the park

Tall corny ******z ain't makin a bigger mark

I'll boost drugs, what

I does got 'em runnin to get a

NARCYou guppies unlucky, you in a tank with a shark

Teeth crooked like my dog who just finished a vicious bark[Royce Da 5'9"]

Flick a dart through your top hat

Weak MC's you cannot rap;

Freq', where the drop at?

Now you mad at

Tahiry cause your ass ain't famous

Get it ******?

Your "ass" ain't famous

Quit talkin 'bout me cause ya ass ain't dangerous

They call me

Hustler because my mag game heinous

Show up to

Detroit thinkin (Everybody Love) you

And I'ma come and show you that ya ass ain't (Raymond)

Dumbin every line – me ****** *******like the cops after a murder, they cummin/comin every time

Shell-toes and

Wissam jacket, the contractor

Still pu*******n elbows like a linebacker

And y'all playin

My worldwide ******* on my worldwide watch,

I call it the broadband[Outro: Crooked I]

SLAUGHTERH

OUSE!Y'all know what it is man