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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Death Grips
Death Grips
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Death Grips
Death Grips
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Death Grips
Death Grips
Producer
Morgan Stratton
Morgan Stratton
Assistant Recording Engineer
Geoff Neal
Geoff Neal
Assistant Recording Engineer

歌詞

Headless
I skid like Rita lifted ocean
I drift like my planet don't spin
I skid all over marks like I'm haunted
Rev it up, twirl my la-la like profits
It's never much, I'm war torn in the cockpit
Don't interrupt my turbulence slaps
My path massive, demands panoramic
Massive
Shitty
You're ten thousand leagues subzero, sweat dripping
My hancock do-rag riptides like tent city
Standoff through low lands, eerie silencing
Greed tastes like sin
Spikes, spikes, spikes, spikes, spikes
Spikes are pulling
Are pull-, are pull-, are pull-, are pull-, are pull-
Greed tastes like sin
Spikes, spikes, spikes, spikes, spikes
Spikes are pulling
Are pull-, are pull-, are pull-, are pull-, are pull-
Massive
Peel out, press me to magnetic slab
Severe swerving, I tow lag
Off uncertainty 'til your zipper locks
My salvia silhouette commence shots
60 shots a second on this hexed clock
I strike 'tween each time your solar plex drops
(Spikes, spikes, spikes, spikes, spikes)
I'm skidding out, I can't help yourself
I skid in doubt, I've dealt with yourself
I tricked hell out
I'm all helter skelter, I'm on that Faust
None of me left but reflex skidding out
Pulse in my chest feel like it's fixing to bounce
Bounce, bitch, I can't be the road
I'm crashing into planes, I crash and stroll
Maxed out my oath
Don't blame me, I've no soul
Greed tastes like sin
Spikes, spikes, spikes, spikes, spikes
Spikes are pulling
Are pull-, are pull-, are pull-, are pull-, are pull-
Greed tastes like sin
Spikes, spikes, spikes, spikes, spikes
Massive
Greed tastes like sin
Spikes, spikes, spikes, spikes, spikes
Spikes are pulling
Are pull-, are pull-, are pull-, are pull-, are pull-
Greed tastes like sin
Spikes, spikes, spikes, spikes, spikes
Spikes are pulling
Are pull-, are pull-, are pull-, are pull-, are pull-
My skids 'til the brink, I jizz snowmen
Tall knives in my grill feel potent
My jigsaw manipulates you open
My skids rit rubbernecks agent orange
I skid like I'm no use
My headband expand like I choose juice
I binge all black enhance my tragic
Ends to a means I can't establish
Noise of nomads on sapphire spice
Cumulus in both hands, can't kill myself twice
Pawns tremble like dildos wielded by duppies
Traumatized on for size roadkill hides like yuppies
I'm too passcode
These gates won't stay closed
Control gets old
I smash out my skin
My vessel thrown like slack at the wind
I'm finally astral, now grab my stems
Greed tastes like sin
Spikes, spikes, spikes, spikes, spikes
Spikes are pulling
Are pull-, are pull-, are pull-, are pull-, are pull-
Greed tastes like sin
Spikes, spikes, spikes, spikes, spikes
Spikes are pulling
Are pull-, are pull-, are pull-, are pull-, are pull-
Greed tastes like sin
Spikes, spikes, spikes, spikes, spikes
Spikes are pulling
Are pull-, are pull-, are pull-, are pull-, are pull-
Greed tastes like sin
Spikes, spikes, spikes, spikes, spikes
Spikes are pulling
Are pull-, are pull-, are pull-, are pull-, are pull-
Written by: Death Grips
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