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Death Grips - The Fever (Aye Aye)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Stefan Burnett
Stefan Burnett
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Zach Hill
Zach Hill
Songwriter
Andy Morin
Andy Morin
Songwriter
Stefan Burnett
Stefan Burnett
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Andy Morin
Andy Morin
Producer
Zach Hill
Zach Hill
Producer

Lyrics

How'd you know? 'Cause I was there Yeah, that shit go, came prepared Set it slow rolled, anticipation grow slow Deviated septum, blow hole, sugar cane, ko ko Aye, aye, pass the dro my way, or no way 24 no 25-8 Thought you knew, suicide lane, fuck you Grab my crotch, what's my name? Been round the block Hangin' scumbag slangin' Pay dirt cave in Takin' no prisoner No escapin' wash brain hook, nothin' I'm sayin' Aye, aye, know what I'm sayin'? I got the diamonds, scrapin' Sidin', wastin' my life in altered states, then Back it up I got the diamonds, scrapin' Sidin', wastin' my life in altered states, then Back it up I got the fever I got the fever I got the fever I got the fever Sprayin' execution, witch fingernails clawin' through them Crawlin' through them tunnels, loosin' touch with everything I'm doin' Argh, mass confusion Can't make more electrocution (electrocution) Half cocked full tilt Rabid dog Filth argh Know what I'm sayin'? Fuck it! Upside down in a soft top bucket Screamin' Shred it I got the diamonds, scrapin' Sidin', wastin' my life in altered states, then Back it up I got the diamonds, scrapin' Sidin', wastin' my life in altered states, then Back it up I got the fever I got the fever Let me off, screeching halt, concussion blinding, not my fault Ankles tied to cinder blocks Aye, aye By any means decesserated Blade cut me, sewer drain grated Bubonic plague spread faceless Lurking in the deadest spaces On your knees, black goat anus Cristo anti-clan of shameless Came to whip those into shapeless Here we go, devastated Here we go Here we go Diamonds scrapin' the marrow, out my core Who's in the mirror? Who's at the door? Someone's there Wasn't there before Ceiling connected to the chord Pull it (pull it), pull that shit Pull that shit (pull that shit) I got the diamonds, scrapin' Sidin', wastin' my life in altered states, then Back it up I got the diamonds, scrapin' Sidin', wastin' my life in altered states, then Back it up I got the fever I got the fever I got the fever I got the fever
Writer(s): Stefan Corbin Burnett, Zachary Charles Hill, Andrew Morin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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