Death Grips Eh

Who you think you are?

Fucks like, “Do you know who I am?”

Fucks fail to understand

I’m like, “Eh”

Who you think you are?

Fucks like, “Do you know who I am?”

Fucks fail to understand

I’m like, “Eh”

Two letter text, translation: next

Skip that rerun like ya see one

Seen ‘em all get eh

Have you the slightest I.D. why?

You’re so trifling

Second I see you coming I’m teeth sucking like, eh

My voice, eh

See my reflection, eh

Invited, excited, eh, eh

Who you think you are?

Fucks like, “Do you know who I am?”

Fucks fail to understand

I’m like, “Eh”

Who you think you are?

Fucks like, “Do you know who I am?”

Fucks fail to understand

I must confess, I’m like, “Eh”

No one’s ever seen me feel shit but eh

Lil’ bits of eh gleaming like Piss Christ

Cover me like skintight

Why my rep is like why they might be right

I’m kinda sketch, I might

Shoot a glance at the desperate like

Then I forget shit like Death Grips like, eh

I wave them off, I wave them in

Gotta flake, I fuck ‘em off ‘cause I ain’t them

I’m like, “Eh”

Who you think you are?

Fucks like, “Do you know who I am?”

Fucks fail to understand

I’m like, “Eh”

Who you think you are?

Fucks like, “Do you know who I am?”

Fucks fail to understand

I’m like, “Eh”

My approach like I’m ghost-like

I’m out of focus ‘cause

I’m coated with the most stripes

Late movement on my trajectory

Anomalous like entropy

Make all things perforated

They apply iodine to trace this, I’m like, “Eh”

Posse up steadily feel your void split, I’m like…

Posse up steadily feel your void split, I’m like…”Eh”

Who you think you are?

Fucks like, “Do you know who I am?”

Fucks fail to understand

I’m like, “Eh”

Who put your obese flex on ice?

Whose effortless corrupts your dice?

Who does you just like I told you?

Tell me, what’s it like, I’m like

Don’t be a, don’t be a

‘Bout mummified worm in the sun

When shit’s up to me ‘cause

I figure I’ll watch you urn, I’m not concerned

I’m on leisure like, eh

I’m just on leisure

Why fuss don’t be a medical procedure

Just stamp my fucking visa

I’m way too loose like

Catch me hanging from my noose like, eh

How I vandalize full moon like

You’re so serious ease off

I don’t feed animals, you seem lost

I’m offended like, but in the end I’m like, eh

Death Grips Stockton

I’m bouncin whoop whoop

Loud and lit Allen Poe poe shit

I’m bout ta loose that blue

I can’t feel hype I man kill hype

Slapped to still life

Actors posin plastic like token

Can’t fit my low end splits your ocean

Obey the chosen the latent quotient raised to drogen

Heavy is the head you’re blowin

I’m fuckin flippin

Minute ago wasn’t schiz but now I’m itchin

Critical condition

Thought I told you not to listen

This road don’t stop shiftin

I’m floatin I’m driftin

I’m bouncin whoop whoop

Loud and lit Allen Poe poe shit

I’m bout ta loose that blue

You aint heard not my problem

Past aint poppin calli curbed beyond forgotten

Pervin while them clutch the bottom

Feeders suck like stuck in Stockton

Cuttem off like drunks been clockin

Least three a month prestalkin

Noted symptoms hid like like Laden

Bin through shit like sodom

Instinct man no question looped me into no direction

No footprints in this bleach I tread them don’t know yet but thats expected

I’m bouncin whoop whoop

Loud and lit Allen Poe poe shit

I’m bout ta loose that blue

Caved in my ribs drug out fucked out Samhain skid off bay bridge

Come with me and I’ll unhurt you

Keep all I do locked kept your move

Keep all I do locked kept your move

Should we be worried what I’m not

Heard bleeders knock all types a shit

Is of no consequence

I’m out there I’m out there

I’m pushin mojo yo yo crack back and blow yo whole set lack

The k honas ta make it clap

Bouncin get up wit it

I’m bouncin whoop whoop

Loud and lit Allen Poe poe shit

I’m bout ta loose that blue

Death Grips Black Quarterback

I’m so black quarterback throw off this at

By his badge, blend my organ for juice

Pipes vic-ed monkey to my boots

Approached me, licking his fur

Whining “I demand a word”

Swine must be the all the way halved

Turn your way in down its crucifix

Clocked him so fucking hard

Gearest heartbeat for its

Is that so?

I’m like, “Go ahead, blood”

But my mind’s on my wrist

5 minutes past, might have to make you my bitch

You just don’t fucking want to

Wait about this

Comfort over freedom, pay for path to leads to having a

Freedom over comfort, give you back so much to resolve this law

Xerox man dressed in gauze spiders silk in menopause

Mustache showered with applause

Spruced up birds like ducktail sauce

Dowland crow

Laughed it off

Blisters on

By your boss

I’m so black quarterback, parallel albino

Black quarterback in all black

He’s so white, no

I’m so black quarterback in all black, albino

Eddy baby, Eddy’s crazy

Kadabra, abrogate me

Tude blut bake on absolutely

Tude blut bake on absolutely

Fat is Betty

Matey meaty

In over our heads in sleepy

Autobahny

What deceiving

As our comrade is leaking

Angling of the

Landing of the

Kicked under the

Vacant on the

Me versus the

Losing to the

Cackling like the

Crackling smoother

Cool despite the

Abusing the

Lunar as the

Space between the

Fucked beyond the

Eddy Asner

Head that wears a sound

I’m so black quarterback, parallel albino

Black quarterback in all black

He’s so white, no

I’m so black quarterback in all black, albino

Black quarterback in all black

He’s so white, no

I’m so black quarterback

Eddy baby, Eddy’s crazy

Kadabra, abrogate me

Tude blut bake on absolutely

Tude blut bake on absolutely

You call this speed and turn the door off

I can’t believe it

Meet you in artex fetus

Romulus and Remus

Black quarterback

Black quarterback in all black

Black quarterback

Black quarterback in all black

Death Grips Birds

[Hook 1:]

I got tomorrow coming

I got, got, I got

I got tomorrow coming

I got tomorrow coming

I got, got, I got

I got tomorrow coming

In

Birds

Fuck you

[Verse 1:]

I’ve got a bluebird

It might die

It got wetted

I stayed dry

I’m not trying to use my mind

I got that attitude at all times

I’ve got this attitude at all times

I got a black hat

It might live

It’s got a black hat

It goes big

I had a bluebird, now it’s dead

[Hook 2:]

1… 2… 3… 4…

One bird, two birds, three birds, four

Five birds, six times, life is war

One bird, two birds, three birds, four

Fuck you think I fuck this for?

[Hook 1]

[Verse 2:]

I got, you not, in my way

I got right now between my legs

I put right now between your legs

I got today shoveling graves

I got tomorrow turning in your grave

I got Jesus, he got saved

I got power, it’s so cheap

Fuck this bird, bitch, drink this bleach

[Hook 2]

I got higher

I got fake

I got

Birds

Death Grips 80808

Air raid, I slang the math raider nation, black cab

Psychic radio also known as

Only channel in our mobile lab

I got that priceless touch, won’t cost you a fucking thing

Biter appear instantly, got pigs to feed

You see my pimp, she’s pissed at me

Aye doe, bite that

Aye doe, aye doe, aye doe, bite that

Aye doe, bite that

Aye doe, aye doe, aye doe, bite that

Acquire this link, it’s a ringer

Cop my steeze, make yours much fresher or whatever

Aye doe, aye doe, aye doe, aye doe, aye doe, bite that

Aye doe, aye doe, aye doe, aye doe, aye doe, bite that

Flock of pigeons come

I got crumbs, biters, bob, and slum

Aye doe, bite that

Aye doe, aye doe, aye doe, bite that

Feeds the gank move

Biters eat the gank move, fuck with me

Aye doe, bite that

Aye doe, aye doe, aye doe, bite that

Feeds the gank move

Biters eat the gank move, fuck with me

Fuck with me

I keep my street the same

Pave these potholes see no rain

Lately I seen rain fall close range

Ain’t no thing too clean don’t bang, besides

Can’t trust a man with cream as white

As hundred clean cocaine

I’m custom like you like

Biters in my sights

I got that priceless touch

I got that priceless touch

Aye doe, bite that, aye doe, aye doe, aye doe

Aye doe, bite that, aye doe, aye doe, aye doe

I got that priceless touch

Aye doe, bite that

Aye doe, aye doe, aye doe, bite that

Feeds the gank move

Biters eat the gank move, fuck with me

Aye doe, bite that

Aye doe, aye doe, aye doe, bite that

Feeds the gank move

Biters eat the gank move, fuck with me

I hardly notice them

I toss all bums generous portion of my goat

But I keep the bones

Aye doe, bite that

Aye doe, aye doe, aye doe, bite that

Aye doe, bite that

Aye doe, aye doe, aye doe, bite that

Mastered by me magnified

My laughter fed back through your swine

Your forehead tat my hazmat tag

Serpent coil egg and flag

Aye doe, bite that

Aye doe, aye doe, aye doe, bite that

Aye doe, bite that

Aye doe, aye doe, aye doe, bite that

Twins sat rows all identical

Not seen as a threat or so we’ve been told

I hold the key, I blame the key

Made me defame the mold

Aye doe, bite that, aye doe, aye doe, aye doe

I got that priceless touch

Aye doe, bite that, aye doe, aye doe, aye doe

I got that priceless touch

Aye doe, bite that

Aye doe, aye doe, aye doe, bite that

Feeds the gank move

Biters eat the gank move, fuck with me

Aye doe, bite that

Aye doe, aye doe, aye doe, bite that

Feeds the gank move

Biters eat the gank move, fuck with me

Death Grips Double Helix

So you really wanna know how I freak it…

Bangin’ bones on Roland

Jungle rottin’

Chicken skeletal system bombin’

Unidentified genre abductor

Hit it from the back

Formula fucker

Hooded executor of

Cookie cutter

Can’t wait ta pull dat trigger shut gunner

So you really wanna know

Cock the hammer

Droppin’ thunder

Double helix stopper under

Influence of dat

Head knock what a

O fuckin’ g, whata uh

O fuckin’ g, fuck it up

Bitch you don’t know me

Run it blood ride reel ta reel low key

How’s it feel, feel, feel, easy

Make it bloody, make it bloody

Ain’t really nothin’ else

I see any more

Gone in the cause

I’m bleeding for

So you really wanna know…

So you really wanna know how I freak it

Double helix

Live in a trance can’t see you

Don’t want to anyway anywhere

What’d you say forgot you were even there

Head float astray

Clear the air

Be back when you think I’m gone

Blue jay way, don’t belong

Double helix phoenix

From beyond

So you really wanna know how I freak it

Rorschach ink blot

In the street

Skid row mark

Show me the beast

I’m the lust, you can’t hide

That balled up, fist gut inside

Strapped ta, suicide

Missions set off

With so much pride

You can see it

In a dead man’s eyes

So you really wanna know…

No maps wit directions

No answers, just questions

Second guessing everything you swore was so can’t

Tell you what ta do

But I’ll tell you why I threw

All the rules out da window

And took an oath to be true

Wit da one and only view

A man can ever truly know (know)

So you really wanna know…

So you really wanna know how I freak it

Double helix

Been there and back

’nuff tracks I am

The rail to the road

We run like scam

Drop it on the one

And it’s on like damn

Well I never thought

Uh huh, oh yeah

Like I didn’t know

Wake up young blood

Ain’t nobody sleepin’

And they never was

Off the cliff in a blur of black blood and hoodou hexin guts

I thought you heard dem ghetto birds hollarin every time I bust

Swallow it down and lap it up can’t do that, I’ma have ta cut

Double…

So you really wanna know…

So you really wanna know how I freak it…

Double helix

Death Grips I Break Mirrors With My Face In The United States

I break mirrors with my face in the United States

I break mirrors with my face in the United States

Everything rigged at this place its not me

Don’t break my concentration with those thoughts baby

I don’t care about real life

Feel just like I look to you

Gawk at me all you see is you

Anyday trip mayday trip

Can’t break my face I’m in a state trip

Spit on you spit on me

All we know spit must be us

Spit fits us we spit and sniff

We sniff and clutch each other’s fate

I don’t care about real life

I break mirrors with my face in the United States

Too many mirrors share my face

Can’t braille which mirrors my mistake

Too many mirrors wear my face

These broken mirrors take my place

I don’t care about real life

Too many mirrors share my face

Can’t braille which mirrors my mistake

I break mirrors with my face in the United States

Death Grips Have A Sad Cum BB

(I, I, I)

666

Blood

666

Have a sad cum, bb

[x2]

Wasting time feels god

Wasting time feels good

Ah

Feels

Put

Shoot it up

I’m busy, ooo

My

Just shoot it up

I’m busy, ooo

Black, black

Birds

I’m busy, ooo

[x3]

(I, I, I)

666

Blood

666

Have a sad cum, bb

[x2]

This instant has an awful end

No

You

Feel

Shoot it up

Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck

I’m busy, ooo

Black, black

Birds

I’m busy, ooo

You

[x3]

I’m busy [x4]

Wasting time feels god

Wasting time feels good

Have a sad cum, bb

(I, I, I)

666

Blood

666

Have a sad cum, bb

[x2]

Death Grips Death Grips Is Online

I’m doing handstands on her trans am

Pretty pretty nine, spinning spinning blind

Fitting into crime, itch to fuck and grind

Death Grips is online, drinking from its spine

Living till I’m fine, pretty pretty nine

Color me a cult, echo in my throat

Cut it for a smoke took it for a spin

Spun it out to float, blew me as a friend

Fuck it I’m a go, Death Grips is online

Black Madonna womb, collar for a goon

Suck it till you’re stole, steal me a new role

Hunger of a chain through this mud cling

Don’t let you pose on a blue rose

Lick a lick a grim set it chrome again

Chemical to learn load it up and gleam

Sprinter out a curve shooting up a scene

Bitter end to share, blotter in the air

Punks get nailed all in the daytime

And I got good friends who love to headline with a

Pretty pretty nine pity pity motherfucker

Pretty pretty nine in your city motherfucker

No laws here air soft start popping off

That flack get quit snitches wear

Pretty pretty nine

Pretty pretty nine

Punks get nailed all in the daytime

And I got good friends who love to headline with a

Dirty dirty strip mall sugar

Melody to hail, symphony to dick

Jealousy to file entropy to flip

Felony you buy, Indica I rip

Hella hella hot flagging like i’m not

Vanish as I can damage as I been

Ultra other shit minus all the trim

Catalyst to milk memory to stiff

Break it to the hilt fuck it like a kiss

Paper tiger boss pussy wanna front

Shake it like the law only cool to hunt

Take it like a hint miss it get the dick

Climber get a jerk super ape as shit

Nightly on a tram, knuckle white the stance

Phaedra ‘hind the cam work us in a trance

Lock us in her van drive us outer space

Day we never land, only thing I’ll taste

Punks get nailed all in the daytime

And I got some friends who’d love to headline with a

Pretty pretty nine pity pity motherfucker

Pretty pretty nine in your city motherfucker

No laws here air soft start popping off

That flack get quit snitches wear

Pretty pretty nine

Pretty pretty nine

Got good friends who’d love to headline