[Intro] Outdated. Overgrown. Still in the way. [Verse] Talking like kings in a digital age, Rust on your crown, fossilized rage. You preach old rules like they still apply, But the future just walked by. [Build] Low-end creeping up the spine, Snap that neck to the baseline. Clock ticks once, crowd locks tight, Evolution hits tonight. [Drop] Dinosaurs Will Die Bounce when the bassline slides. Dinosaurs Will Die 808s tell no lies. Sidechain swing, predator grin, New blood moves when the old won’t bend. [Verse 2] Still screaming “tradition” through broken teeth, While the dancefloor grows underneath. You stand still, we synchronize, Extinction by groove, televised. [Build 2] Hands up, tension in the room, Bassline stalks like it knows you. One breath left before the fall, When the kick drum calls. [Drop 2] Dinosaurs Will Die House on fire, crowd alive. Dinosaurs Will Die Every step is a landslide. No rewind, no alibi, Just a groove and a goodbye. [Break] Die… die… die… Still dancing. [Final Drop] Dinosaurs Will Die Filthy bounce, bass collide. Dinosaurs Will Die Club extinction, prime-time. When the future drops that low, Even giants feel small. [Outro] Next era. Same dancefloor.
