Demigodz, Majik Most, Louis Logic - Off the Chrome lyrics
[Demigodz, Majik Most, Louis Logic - Off the Chrome lyrics]
Footsteps ayo Apathy from the Demigodz
Is that really you?!
(yeah, what's up man, how you doin', aight?)
Yo, yo, what's up man, yo I love your shit!
I got all your shit's, yo yo yo
Can I get an autograph? Can I get some-
Yo I got all your vinyl pieces!
I got all the vinyls
I got the one the new one, the Boom-Bap
(oh word)
Yo, yo, yo Apathy yo, yo please, man
Kick a freestyle!
I'm sayin' yo, off the dome!
I got little kids sittin' in class fiddlin
Didn't take they Ritalin
Apathetic rolls more than Michelin
Whenever the clips start clickin' and
I stab motherfuckers like
They're swordfishin' and
They fell out the boat (Ahh)
But the fell inside of a
Moat filled with crocodiles
When I rock the style got the hottest style
Come off the head and
Blast like lead projectiles
Ya not safe in ya neighborhood
Like I'm a pedophile with a van of a man
I kill all of my fans 'cause I'm paranoid
And think that they might turn into a Stan
(Jesus Christ) Shut up
You're makin' my ears hurt
You'd probably sell your little sister
For an Apathy T-shirt (it's true)
I'll crack ya trachea like
Dracula in Castlevania
Body slam, crack ya back like Wrestlemania
(ohh) you're just poor white trash with
A Charles Bronson mustache (haa)
I'll beat your ass and take your bus pass
I'm that bully at lunch
That'll snatch ya cash
To avoid my wrath you'd probably cut class
(yeah) you're the type to fuck an
Ugly bitch and bust fast
I'll leave you gaspin' like you
Ate Anthrax and mustard gas (ahh)
Word up son, I'm battlin' forces
I'm made from the best stuff on Earth
A rapper Snapple endorses
And even for little weird kids
I still find time to throw a
Root beer in their fridge
Yo yo Apathy that was so fuckin' dope!
I love it! (aww man) Yo yo yo yo encore
Kick another one
(Yo, yo man hold up, I gotta be out man
But, I think my man Louis Logic
Right here can help you out)
Ah ah ah lou? Louis Logic?
Chill, chill dude Jesus! Oh! Factotum!
I drank my first beer, listenin' to Factotum!
Ha ha ha, you need another one dude
Yo I'm kinda hemmed up right now
But, you know what
I could kick a free for you, hold up
Yeah that's what I'm talkin' about!
Spit it! Spit it!
Be aware that I'm in need of a beer
(I love it)
You motherfuckers got a full pack of Squares?
I'mma steal that too
And smash you in the fuckin' face
With a big piece of Chinese bamboo (hahaha)
I'm Logical, I'm the comical one
I could kick you right in your abdominal, son
(whoa)
And I leave you on the run from the cops
And the feds for tryin' to fuck around with
Any rhyme that I said (ahh) you're a biter
I'll strike you with a brand new lighter
And smash ya fuckin' face with
The claws of a tiger
I'd outwrite ya, and outshine ya (kick it)
And take your wife out and wine and dine her
(oh hoo)
But, I don't need to do that to get the pussy
Because I know her legs are bushy
And I ain't tryna fuck her (ohh)
I'll stuff a fuckin' trucker in a duffel bag
Then I'll snuff his ass
Fuckin' fag! You should know better (ooh)
'Cause Louis Logical'll put you
In a nightclub sweater
I would fuck you up, but I like hoes better
(ah ha)
You better escape before I'm settin' the date
To desicrate your face and leave
You in a resting place (ah ha)
So let's just say that I'm
The man of the hour
With an unbelievable power to
Put a golden shower right over ya dome
And have every motherfucker I
Don't like pissed off
While I'm soakin' ya clothes (I LOVE YOU)
Ahaha! Ah bravo bravo!
(Thank you, thank you haha)
I love you! I love you! Louis?
Lou? Can I call you Lou?
(Call me shithead, dude) I LOVE YOU!
That was you're a star! That
Was the best! FUCKIN' JESUS!
(Ohh boy this kid)
These are the best freestyles I've
Ever heard in my life!
(Yo, man you think that was some shit man?)
(Snoozy motherfuckers 'bout to find out
Check out my man Celph Titled
Yo, spit that shit) AHHHHHHH!
Celph Titled never freestyles? Fuck that!
(ah)
I'd rather put a gun to your back, nigga
Fuck rap! (ooh) crucify you to the wall with
A thousand thumb tacks
You dumb cats are dumb wack
Here's your fuckin' tongue back!
I should spray you for lookin'
As gay as you do
You look like a fuckin' surfer I hate you
(oh Jesus) i'll hanglide into your ride
And slice ya throat
Wrap your dead body up in a Cardigan coat
(oh my God) shout out to Majik Most
I been dope since I first met him
And that was back in 1910
I shine like flashes from Kodak
Reflectin' off of Kojak's head
I'll leave you wet like Bill Clinton's face
(ah) fuck Dan Quayle, I'll go quail huntin'
And shoot you in the face for frontin'
(Jesus) so go get your orange vest
I'll punch ya head off ya chest
Molest your mom while you off in
A gay prom wearin' a cumberbund
I'm the thunderous one
Celph Titled ain't a nigga seein' me son
You couldn't kick verses if
You played soccer, with a Bible
I'm so vital I'll play your
Vital organs at church
This is the last time I let
'em come off the dome, so search
On the internet and find 800 different
Records with my name on it
(Jesus no) You're a faggot wearing a
Bonnet with a rainbow on it
I'm the Don, I'm the king, I'm numero uno
I'll televise your execution on telemundo
Ah-h-hhhhhhhhhhhh!
Apathy! Louis Logic! and Celph Titled!
Ahh! The Demigodz!
Is that really you?!
(yeah, what's up man, how you doin', aight?)
Yo, yo, what's up man, yo I love your shit!
I got all your shit's, yo yo yo
Can I get an autograph? Can I get some-
Yo I got all your vinyl pieces!
I got all the vinyls
I got the one the new one, the Boom-Bap
(oh word)
Yo, yo, yo Apathy yo, yo please, man
Kick a freestyle!
I'm sayin' yo, off the dome!
I got little kids sittin' in class fiddlin
Didn't take they Ritalin
Apathetic rolls more than Michelin
Whenever the clips start clickin' and
I stab motherfuckers like
They're swordfishin' and
They fell out the boat (Ahh)
But the fell inside of a
Moat filled with crocodiles
When I rock the style got the hottest style
Come off the head and
Blast like lead projectiles
Ya not safe in ya neighborhood
Like I'm a pedophile with a van of a man
I kill all of my fans 'cause I'm paranoid
And think that they might turn into a Stan
(Jesus Christ) Shut up
You're makin' my ears hurt
You'd probably sell your little sister
For an Apathy T-shirt (it's true)
I'll crack ya trachea like
Dracula in Castlevania
Body slam, crack ya back like Wrestlemania
(ohh) you're just poor white trash with
A Charles Bronson mustache (haa)
I'll beat your ass and take your bus pass
I'm that bully at lunch
That'll snatch ya cash
To avoid my wrath you'd probably cut class
(yeah) you're the type to fuck an
Ugly bitch and bust fast
I'll leave you gaspin' like you
Ate Anthrax and mustard gas (ahh)
Word up son, I'm battlin' forces
I'm made from the best stuff on Earth
A rapper Snapple endorses
And even for little weird kids
I still find time to throw a
Root beer in their fridge
Yo yo Apathy that was so fuckin' dope!
I love it! (aww man) Yo yo yo yo encore
Kick another one
(Yo, yo man hold up, I gotta be out man
But, I think my man Louis Logic
Right here can help you out)
Ah ah ah lou? Louis Logic?
Chill, chill dude Jesus! Oh! Factotum!
I drank my first beer, listenin' to Factotum!
Ha ha ha, you need another one dude
Yo I'm kinda hemmed up right now
But, you know what
I could kick a free for you, hold up
Yeah that's what I'm talkin' about!
Spit it! Spit it!
Be aware that I'm in need of a beer
(I love it)
You motherfuckers got a full pack of Squares?
I'mma steal that too
And smash you in the fuckin' face
With a big piece of Chinese bamboo (hahaha)
I'm Logical, I'm the comical one
I could kick you right in your abdominal, son
(whoa)
And I leave you on the run from the cops
And the feds for tryin' to fuck around with
Any rhyme that I said (ahh) you're a biter
I'll strike you with a brand new lighter
And smash ya fuckin' face with
The claws of a tiger
I'd outwrite ya, and outshine ya (kick it)
And take your wife out and wine and dine her
(oh hoo)
But, I don't need to do that to get the pussy
Because I know her legs are bushy
And I ain't tryna fuck her (ohh)
I'll stuff a fuckin' trucker in a duffel bag
Then I'll snuff his ass
Fuckin' fag! You should know better (ooh)
'Cause Louis Logical'll put you
In a nightclub sweater
I would fuck you up, but I like hoes better
(ah ha)
You better escape before I'm settin' the date
To desicrate your face and leave
You in a resting place (ah ha)
So let's just say that I'm
The man of the hour
With an unbelievable power to
Put a golden shower right over ya dome
And have every motherfucker I
Don't like pissed off
While I'm soakin' ya clothes (I LOVE YOU)
Ahaha! Ah bravo bravo!
(Thank you, thank you haha)
I love you! I love you! Louis?
Lou? Can I call you Lou?
(Call me shithead, dude) I LOVE YOU!
That was you're a star! That
Was the best! FUCKIN' JESUS!
(Ohh boy this kid)
These are the best freestyles I've
Ever heard in my life!
(Yo, man you think that was some shit man?)
(Snoozy motherfuckers 'bout to find out
Check out my man Celph Titled
Yo, spit that shit) AHHHHHHH!
Celph Titled never freestyles? Fuck that!
(ah)
I'd rather put a gun to your back, nigga
Fuck rap! (ooh) crucify you to the wall with
A thousand thumb tacks
You dumb cats are dumb wack
Here's your fuckin' tongue back!
I should spray you for lookin'
As gay as you do
You look like a fuckin' surfer I hate you
(oh Jesus) i'll hanglide into your ride
And slice ya throat
Wrap your dead body up in a Cardigan coat
(oh my God) shout out to Majik Most
I been dope since I first met him
And that was back in 1910
I shine like flashes from Kodak
Reflectin' off of Kojak's head
I'll leave you wet like Bill Clinton's face
(ah) fuck Dan Quayle, I'll go quail huntin'
And shoot you in the face for frontin'
(Jesus) so go get your orange vest
I'll punch ya head off ya chest
Molest your mom while you off in
A gay prom wearin' a cumberbund
I'm the thunderous one
Celph Titled ain't a nigga seein' me son
You couldn't kick verses if
You played soccer, with a Bible
I'm so vital I'll play your
Vital organs at church
This is the last time I let
'em come off the dome, so search
On the internet and find 800 different
Records with my name on it
(Jesus no) You're a faggot wearing a
Bonnet with a rainbow on it
I'm the Don, I'm the king, I'm numero uno
I'll televise your execution on telemundo
Ah-h-hhhhhhhhhhhh!
Apathy! Louis Logic! and Celph Titled!
Ahh! The Demigodz!