Fight Club J Dilla (Ft. Boogiemann & Nottz)

[Intro: Nottz]
Yeah, yeah (Uh), uh

[Verse 1: Nottz]
Now, this club ain't built, dawg, fa all of us
We tear this fucka up, straight fuck the fucka up
Collapse the ceilings, caved-in walls 'n shit
Or find a 'Lac parked at the bar in the bitch
All you small-time fucks, magnify this shit
Snap a picture, this is how we do in the bitch
Fuck the ass-shakin', better get ya ass to vacatin'
'Fore you fill the extra spot on a morgue statement
DMP's the squad, motherfucka, don't forget it
Act senile if ya want and watch them things start to hittin'
Ya legs, arm, head, ya ass 'bout ta fall off
This ride is type dangerous, pa – you shoulda jumped off
It be I, Nottz Raw, wit' J. D-I
We keep it crackalackin' from the V to The D (D)
We keep it crackalackin' from the V to The D (The D)
We keep it crackalackin' from the V to The D
The D (D), D (D), D (D)...

[Chorus: J Dilla & Boogie]
Up in the club
Up in the club