TRFCHOPS - Dinosaur
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{VERSE 1: TRFCHOPS}
I’m feeling like a motherfucking dinosaur, It’s hell
You should really know, that I’m coming out my shell
It feels like I’ve been looking years for food
And I’m Coming to take a pack of it, It really lifts my mood
Got these legs for running, I gotta hunt
Picking the list, Killing the bitch, Right in the sun
And I’m takin’ a couple of pounds for myself
Just to have some meat stored on the shelf
Slaughtering the beat for the chopper on the plane
Makin a mockery outta my enemies, straight to the brain
Fighting through the night, I might as well go insane
Staying level headеd while I get kicked in thе face, must feel the pain
TRF Will run up to you to make you run out of business
I’m gonna rap so fast with speed flows, so watch your back guinness
{Verse 2: Gamerraid}
{Verse 3: TRFCHOPS}
Keepin’ it coming, Better be gettin the mic with my flow
I can really make your mind blown
Fast rap with clarity, Magical like Harry
Really gonna write this shit down, Putting it in my obituary
Hit a motherfucker with venom, something I can’t hate
Puttin’ em on the laugh track, Just a goddamn piece of cake
Intricate with the motherfucking syllables, Breaking em off in a predicament
Makin a mess, Drill em and kill em. It’s motherfucking make or break
Yea, TRF is one of a kind
With that Hangry state of mind
You know, seeing this state isn’t hard to find
With that Hangry State of mind
Hit em with that venom, Then again Ima bend over
Under the fucking table, to find some leftovers
Why would I do this, but I found some motherfucking nachos
Oh wait, It’s just the hard shell of a taco
This is not mexican without a goddamn poncho
Makin you hypnotized, when I bang the bongos
Do I give up all my food to the Republic of the Congo?
This may seem very stupid but I’m hangry so fuck no
{Verse 4: Gamerraid}
{VERSE 1: TRFCHOPS}
I’m feeling like a motherfucking dinosaur, It’s hell
You should really know, that I’m coming out my shell
It feels like I’ve been looking years for food
And I’m Coming to take a pack of it, It really lifts my mood
Got these legs for running, I gotta hunt
Picking the list, Killing the bitch, Right in the sun
And I’m takin’ a couple of pounds for myself
Just to have some meat stored on the shelf
Slaughtering the beat for the chopper on the plane
Makin a mockery outta my enemies, straight to the brain
Fighting through the night, I might as well go insane
Staying level headеd while I get kicked in thе face, must feel the pain
TRF Will run up to you to make you run out of business
I’m gonna rap so fast with speed flows, so watch your back guinness
{Verse 2: Gamerraid}
{Verse 3: TRFCHOPS}
Keepin’ it coming, Better be gettin the mic with my flow
I can really make your mind blown
Fast rap with clarity, Magical like Harry
Really gonna write this shit down, Putting it in my obituary
Hit a motherfucker with venom, something I can’t hate
Puttin’ em on the laugh track, Just a goddamn piece of cake
Intricate with the motherfucking syllables, Breaking em off in a predicament
Makin a mess, Drill em and kill em. It’s motherfucking make or break
Yea, TRF is one of a kind
With that Hangry state of mind
You know, seeing this state isn’t hard to find
With that Hangry State of mind
Hit em with that venom, Then again Ima bend over
Under the fucking table, to find some leftovers
Why would I do this, but I found some motherfucking nachos
Oh wait, It’s just the hard shell of a taco
This is not mexican without a goddamn poncho
Makin you hypnotized, when I bang the bongos
Do I give up all my food to the Republic of the Congo?
This may seem very stupid but I’m hangry so fuck no
{Verse 4: Gamerraid}
