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Death Grips
Death Grips
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Death Grips
Death Grips
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Death Grips
Death Grips
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Mister who you rise to picket pick it big dick Rise the gutter to the surface, never did, never did Liked to wonder why the shoot end of the ache I get lost in the shutter of the view Click-click, freeze frame in the floor Hit the ceiling like a brick, fired up Every day, every day, every night, every night Every day giving less of a shit from the side Through the eye of a shadow That's what's this, fired up I'm so high, told rigor mortis grips, fired up To the sky and out the sky Where is it, where the fuck is it and why Did it happen like this, fired up Told ride through the sky of black mist Two, three, four, five We must die, this is it, fired up Zero the sleazy We forget that you control how that go drink gallon At the speed of wrist to read through chose me push to turn Through his soul to wear yellow to funerals, fired up Magic coffin all his end of the way let go Like a high that keeps me low Are you sure that it's tonight 'Cause if it's not I might get got The complication of your system Unexpected, don't wanna be the victim
Writer(s): Stefan Corbin Burnett, Zachary Charles Hill, Andrew Morin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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