Story Behind The Song

The Song was inspired by the Movie Fight Club

Song Description

The song is from a Rap lyrical stand point of two artist in a boxing ring going at it for the champion ship. But it also my take on the movie fight club from a hip hop view point

Lyrics

Fight night
(Unanimous Decision)


I'm riding tracks you ride for tracks like you just copped the Trojan; got the magnum black- black-blacking but this rapper's golden; my lyrics is lyricism killing the tracks you holding; hoping they do something for future tense I'm past your focus; I hope you notice I aint talk about there year because we new to this; meaning no resolution I'm just doing it; I don't want to be hood rich this aint no true religion; labels get in the lying on my drive I call that true ignition; subtract them for a few divisions now I'm indie and; them dividends are getting larger like a haters ignorance; I'm putting common sense inside a mind off all this vigilance; that or putting bars on top of bars on top of Zimmerman; Kill yourself, I put a end to masturbation you should never feel yourself; shouldn't be surprised prime example of what the dealer's dealt; only way I let these haters get to me; is in a coma guarded by Kathy bates from your misery;

Hold up, you know that sound
Every night is fight night and I aint letting you down
You know... I need no permission
Everyday I win by Unanimous Decision

Bet, I'm taking no threats; so step this party while I flow like I'm retarded try to jacket get your coat checked; they say it's time to rolex and put a little weed in it; spit crack as they leave rehab, now that's a clean gimmick; you seem timid the feens mimic I lean with it; my team don't play game cause we nice that makes a mean scrimmage; ladi dadi she likes barcardi; so I'm not talking dolls when my team is playing with barbies; and she can bend backwards I call her archie behind closed doors; front and get laced like new concords; my team is overflowing we spill I know you poor; we fly to get this work out you claim you sore; I'm bored, But still a soldier bite is deadly as cobras; They say I'm prince cause on top of my vanity's Apollonia; and I'm loner killing smell the aroma; my team like the P.S deuce remote controllers;

Murda murda they burning get that rotisserie turning; I'm bout the legends before me so I ask what are you learning; work at the stop after Bergen my writings written in sermon; the seeds are seasoned by semen but always salty in person; can I kill them now (stacked voices) always a possibility; keep a couple song stashed inside the auxiliary; box, she say speak into it I say I would rather me not; she said I started from the bottom why not give me some top; keep a latch on the safety, keep a safety on the gat; either they want to get in or get somebody out of that; I'm revolutionary something like a telephone; communication based on what you want to hear now hell is home; I'm better grown skin is better tone; got a tan she look at me in heat and I let her moan; fetish is never known big lips and Megan Good; they love me in every city they knew I was from the hood;