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lirik lagu chill bump - beat goes on

[verse 1]
where i’m from, clubs are for losers, country b-ms, clueless youngens n’ cougars, drunk dudes, dummies n’ wh-r-s, and who the f-ck f-cks with the music ? clowns know the bouncer – high five g. they’re showing off tats in their tight white tee. they’ve been to the gym and hope dimes might see, like « which b-tch ain’t down to f-ck a guy like me ? » and b-tches got them bimbo looks. men gone push then throw hooks to get up in a nympho’s bush… uh! these silly jerks are real alert, finna flurt with any girl with curves that twerks in a mini skirt… sh-t´s too predictable : it’s quarter p-ssed two and ain’t sh-t to do, cause every bar’s closed… i just laugh and shrug, and head to that one, wack -ss club

[hook]
club night : spot is f-cking packed, hotties looking dumb, bopping to the tracks, drunk fools queue up to cop another jack… me ? i’m judging everybody from the back (and the beat goes on… and the beat goes on…)

[verse 2]
here’s what i can’t put up with : rookie djs and that pull up sh-t. (pull up…) pull up, sh-t… it’s been a minute and you should have quit, with that very fake vibe, i think you should never play live. we’ve heard family affair from mary j blidge… twenty eight times… i suggest you play fela, play nas, some merry j-five ! surprise the folks… i really don’t get it. n-body wanna hear hits and radio edits… and you ain’t spinning no records. your phoney mp3 mix, it ain’t getting no credit… i just wanna sip a brew, but every other bar’s closed and ain’t sh-t to do… so i put up with it, i just laugh and shrug… and spend the night in this wack -ss club

[verse 3]
i might vomit and trip, i might fall in a ditch. i’ve got a wife at home but i might follow a b-tch. why fall in a trap ? why always get p-ssed ? why drink one last drink… i ought to resis and i’ve gotta admit, i like swallowing cris, but why bother buy a bottle of p-ss, for five dollars a sip ? why empty my wallet for this ? i’ll always end up wanting more like oliver twist. spending twenty minutes, frustrated, waiting in line… (it’s just a waste of time…) you think you bout to get in, but the bouncer won’t make up his mind… (it’s just a waste of time) spending half your paycheck to get a drink with a friend (it’s just a waste of time…) you bought a shirt to get in, but know you’ll never wear it again (it’s just a waste of time…)

[hhok
club night : spot is f-cking packed, hotties looking dumb, bopping to the tracks, drunk fools queue up to cop another jack… me ? i’m judging everybody from the back x3 (and the beat goes on… and the beat goes…)

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