Death Grips Lyrics

sh**show by Death Grips



Argh-argh argh-argh biatch
Argh-argh argh-argh biatch
Argh-argh argh-argh biatch

Wanderlust refill this jill
It's scuzz I'm how to go there still
It's a sh** show (front row)
Pint of snake blood heat you on one
I am many and we are none
It's a sh** show (both holes)
I'm a chase a voice a freak man
This a brand not your boy leave man
It's a sh** show (eyes closed)
Low am I the harm the wrong done
Night to regret till I'm on one
It's a sh** show (sh** show)

Greaser I need scotch tonight
Slicker her bi*** and your wife illness
Demons in my shoes sickly
I came here to lose quickie

It's a sh** show
Head for this lap put my hands up
Weightless glisten press the cactus
It's a sh** show (sh** show)
Wink from this way to a live high
Lead when it's played like it is fry
It's a sh** show (two holes)
End of you like think you're worth sh**
Secret to throw these old curses
It's a sh** show (bi***, no!)
This hole's a break through this new door
Waste of all day of a sh** show
It's a sh** show (front row)


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