apathy – trife-a-saurus rex lyrics
[intro: apathy]
apathetic! dynamic syncopation! (it’s the trife-a-saurus rex)
demigodz baby! it’s like that! (it’s the trife-a-saurus rex)
yo, i see you little soft cats at my shows (it’s trife-a-saurus rex)
thinkin’ you can rhyme, thinkin’ you’re a superstar ’cause you go to your little open mics (it’s the trife-a-saurus rex) or get in your little battles… (it’s the trife-a-saurus rex)
y’all are little suckers son! (it’s the trife-a-saurus rex)
i’ma pimp slap you!
trife-a-saurus rex!!!
[verse 1: apathy]
you can’t handle the heavyweight, i’ll blow your spine
like imaginin’ a hoe, i could blow your mind
you cats at shows don’t even know your rhymes
you better start payin’ your hype man for overtime
every other line seems to be a quote from mine
like if i was biggie smalls and you cats were shine
i’ll smack you blind, suplex and crack your spine
sn-tch your shine like acts of crime, then slap your dime
for trynna stand in front of a punk–ss man
throwin’ upper hands like my fists won’t land
i’m the diabolical deadliest biological war
the highly volatile raw, fry your molecules more
than an atomical bomb, the comical dawn
with your aunt and ya mom on both arms at ya prom
gotcha little sister in her bedroom strippin’ her thong
talkin’ to me on the net at apathy.com
[chorus: apathy and celph t-tled]
you know it’s pimped out, why would you ever want to step
or flex, flex, flex with the trife-a-saurus rex
you know it’s pimped out, why would you ever want to step
or flex, flex, flex with the trife-a-saurus rex
you know it’s pimped out, why would you ever want to step
or flex, flex, flex with the trife-a-saurus rex
you know it’s pimped out, why would you ever want to step
or flex, flex, flex with the trife-a-saurus rex
[verse 2: apathy and celph t-tled]
my heart pulsates beats and bumps b-ss ’til my pulse rate
developin’ a skeleton with metal in his skull plate
headb-tt your dome with the impact of lead buck from chrome
i’ll earthquake and crush your home… base
toxic waste struck the clones so doctors race
to reconstruct the bones and replace
(the chromosomes in your face) i’ll steal your soul
throw it through the ozone and let it roam through sp-ce
(the underground’s been polluted by you little soft suckers)
“i really don’t enjoy it when they say motherf-cker!”
well motherf-cker guess what, i’m mentally wise
whether parentally advised or intellectually high
i’m arrogant, talk down to inferior f-gs
my head’s so big i’ll use trash bags for do-rags
you trynna run up on celph with demos and sh-t (hahaha!)
he’ll sign you… (if you let me f-ck your b-tch!)
[chorus: apathy and celph t-tled]
you know it’s pimped out, why would you ever want to step
or flex, flex, flex with the trife-a-saurus rex
you know it’s pimped out, why would you ever want to step
or flex, flex, flex with the trife-a-saurus rex
you know it’s pimped out, why would you ever want to step
or flex, flex, flex with the trife-a-saurus rex
you know it’s pimped out, why would you ever want to step
or flex, flex, flex with the trife-a-saurus rex
[verse 3: apathy and celph t-tled]
yo, i want the fame and fortune, treasures and wealth
young girls dream about me to pleasure theirself
i went straight to the finals, skip the audition
spit some raw writtens and ripped the compet-tion
stuck chicks on tour, grabbin’ their hair
i’m havin’ affairs with pairs in extravagant lairs
come home to my wife and she’s packin’ my wares
swingin’ at me with a steak knife, stabbin’ the air (get the f-ck out!)
(i’m the trife-a-saurus rex!) baddest cat in the pack
rollin’ with celph (a black gat strapped in the ac’)
i make calls to terrify, babies run in the street
cop dough when we do show with governor pete
got my brothers in the family and blood’s thicker than water
it’s deep, i’m the godfather to open mic’s daughter
and all you rappin’ b-tches who wanna provoke and battle…
step to trife-a-saurus or the eso-pterodactyl!
[chorus: apathy and celph t-tled]
you know it’s pimped out, why would you ever want to step
or flex, flex, flex with the trife-a-saurus rex
you know it’s pimped out, why would you ever want to step
or flex, flex, flex with the trife-a-saurus rex
you know it’s pimped out, why would you ever want to step
or flex, flex, flex with the trife-a-saurus rex
you know it’s pimped out, why would you ever want to step
or flex, flex, flex with the trife-a-saurus rex
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