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Intro/Outro Hook (JP, Mike):
Everybody standin to my left, come with me
Everybody standin to my right, come with me
Everybody standing behind me, come with me
to the VIP, and we gettin tipsy

Hook (All):
VIP, cuz we the greatest
Makin our mark you can't erase us
NCFC, just try to break us
We still be very important playas
VIP, cuz we the greatest
Got it locked up, and you can't take us
NCFC, let the haters hate us
we still be very important playas

JP:
I’m droppin punchlines until my humerus breaks
I’ll stage makeup suffocate ya, plastic glued to your face
A headcase, nigga, fightin over nothin
And I flip tricks so often, I just push the square button
sluttin boys and bitches, I'm a both ways soldier
I got pink and blue inked into my shoulder
I rock like a boulder, hot like I smolder
Wakin up the game like a pot full of Folger's
My whole style is intense like campers
gettin this cloth like a hamper
I'm in more babygirls' pants than pampers
officially the best in the game, get your god damn stampers
You rappers are old news, comin up slow fast,
highly low, and I just saw your future go past
The time is ours now, ya dig me?
So every NCFC fan listenin say it with me

Mike:
Nothin else to do but rap tonight, call it bored game
I been in it so long it feel me fill it until it came
This ain't a scene kid Im a God, man, damn the race
Armed to the teeth with fist blow lines... wait
Fuck riches and bitches, I'm in it to get the music's fame
"You're the coolest, man!" Yeah, I knew it, thanks
Up in it to kill it past a point of being passed away
Stupid like you thought it was lupus, man you get cast away
Like Wilson, got so many jokes I know they bound to be took
Im billin not-so-friendly, no I wont say sound to the crook
Impossible to go with me Im like a dead motor
I got so many flows it seems y'all like my leftovers
Entire bar schemes make a nigga wanna cheers
I'm dyin, is there a doctor up in heres?
It's gettin harder to breathe, is there anyone out there?
Death is just a step closer for me to belong somewhere

KSol:
Ladies and gentlemen, what's up?
My name is KSol, and I got that great flow
I'm like that dynamite, ready to explode
And I'm cooler than cool, so I'm ice cold
So new and so fresh, I make Drake look old
And Kanye, I'ma let you finish, cuz I know you got some clever rhymes
but I've got some of the best punchlines of all time, dawg
Lemme demonstrate for y'all:
These punches come fast, these jabs are straight fire
Made Sugar Ray run out of breath and retire
Lyrics so hot, De La Hoya could not stop the flame
So the Golden Boy got melted down to make my chain
Stomp these worthless rappers, so my kicks are made by Gucci, man
All my clothes are fabulous, like I was dressed to rule the game
But you look like a nerd, ya outfit only cost some change
50 cent, get your inhaler, your breathing's Lil Wayne
Rappers seem so common, none is off the wall
Kid Cudi, you ain't from the moon, I think you trippin balls
KSol'll bust a rhyme until I break ya neck
And all y'all Lil Young rappers, make your beds
Soulja Boy outta boot camp, I told him "go back!"
Fat Joe outta fat camp, I told him "go back!"
Swizz Beats outta band camp, I told him "go back!"
Damn, all these rappers is so wack

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