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of course there's a fight - twisthiphop lyrics

[verse 1 * twist]

antisocial, in my house party, guess i’m progressing
tho the couple argue over what had just happened
leds on the walls, people on the floor dancing
five guys high, if you call they won’t answer
looking for distractions, hear a beat, it felt rap
there’s a dude named franklin showing off his next track
great, a fellow rapper, i’mma go his way
start walking, trip a girl with her phone in her face (oh! i’m sorry)
she the type of girl that puts her sonogram on instagram
she the type of girl that works at p*rn and says that she a fan
she gets up and hits me with hеr purse and shades (i’m recording this!)
b*tch gеt the f*ck out my way (get the f*ck out my way!)
franklin rushes to her, guess she was a friend of his (let’s go!)
there goes my idea of collabing, ah, to h*ll with it
he asks if the party host has some ice to borrow
while i dip out the house, yeah, i’ll see you guys tomorrow

[verse 2 * khaoss]

hit the party
antisocial with the visit
i’m just here to shake some hands and then promote and build an image
i got goals i’m tryna hit and man i’m just tired
i don’t like these f*ckin parties cause they always smoke inside
and i’m asthmatic
coughing got a n*gga paranoid
this music way too f*ckin loud and i can’t bare the noise
everybody dancing, everybody want to freestyle
but i can’t really freestyle so imma let ’em be loud
and what’s that noise? some commotion in the distance
i recognize the voice and i’mma notice in a minute
as soon as i rush over, there’s the image
some dude that’s lost his d*mn mind knocked over my little sister
[verse 3 * twist]

so i’m leaving as i hear a motherf*cker run at me
oh sh*t, it’s that franklin guy, i’m sorry, g
ok, let’s talk over, wait, what are you doing?
closes his fist, aims at me
(ah, f*ck!)
okay, maybe it’s alcoholic influence
i swear i’m not insulting but that was awfully stupid
he punch, he punch, he punches again
and n0body stopping him, the crowd an enthusiast

[verse 4 * khaoss]

everybody screaming, gladiator arena
how come he ain’t fighting back? i ain’t fighting my demons
why you stop? what’s wrong with you?
this ain’t just a smacking
don’t sit there and tell me it’s a misunderstanding
you wanted to do a track and ended up in a fight
with the same man that you came here to talk to that night
and yeah it’s my fault, i’ll be a man and release first
sh*t i’ll even give a free verse

- twisthiphop lyrics

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