FIGHT CLUB - Haarper

Neck, reflect, when I blast with the tech

Goin full fuckin mech fo the task to go wreck yo city

Nah nah my city

Chitty chitty, bang bang

Lookin gritty when I make the colt sang

Gotta bolt in ya dome

When I jolt down yo block

They juh fold and they bang

Without carbon and the pop

But they carbon when they copy

Doin shit sloppy, fuck yo operation

See the doctor is talking

Frankenstein up high up in the alpines

Makin money mine on that divine time

Run into me ima kill like cattle

Go ahead and flip yo coin

The CBP gon tackle

The CBD wont battle

Like EDC, gon rattle

They sleepin with the apple

Ill never see the gavel

My remington steady ending them

Moving lawless

Gotta get my practice

Gotta get the blade and polish

Bumpin tame impala trippy scholar

Takin time a break from amygdala

They just tryna clone me and contain me

They want to be me, rearrange, im gettin angry

Fuck

Good luck x2

Blades up x2

If you wanna fight

In the fight club, fight club

(Get the blade and polish)

Stay in yo lane in yo town

If you wanna step to me

Come play with the dogs and the hounds

Ill never spare an enemy

They gone stay down, down away

From my throne my crown my lane

(Good luck bro x8)