Текст песни Death Grips - Punk Weight

The Money Store
Жанр: Hip-Hop / Experimental / Noise
Исполнитель: Death Grips
Альбом: The Money Store
Длительность: 03:24
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Hot shit, cold shit Ok muthafucka lets do this Came ta make it band sawed off razor edge maintained looseness Comin through, again and again conduit Why dem hands wave to High to it Wild fire through your city Wild fire through your whip me Into lightning two K'nt hit three Strikes dug out dated Fools no dig me End beat limbo, baba spitting Blood in slow mo, la la chimney Warholian nightmare Storm the gates 25 8, twelve gauge pun2k weight (25 8 pun2k weight out yo flesh) Stick and move, leave no proof Discard directly after use Forensics on that wild goose Follow my footprints into loops Cuz im too high, too high Feel like im never ever Gonna come down Scale richtor pun2k weight Of dis sound Down break dead space And make it drop Ta da street beneath Your ghetto box Slap da beat till the Floor boards crack Neath da weight of dis lic, step back Off in the rhythm like Beta in the bong Got ta givem makem Sway like palms In da wind my lip blow Mic spray kyrlon 25 8 til da break of dawn (war war) Guerilla bass, straight from the trenches, posers impaled on picket fences... how ta rest your head in roach infested basements and smoke pun2k weight for breakfast... Chop shop lifted bump til da tape deck break, ask samo how he flipped that material girls pancakes.. as zydeco copper kettles Liquor sto, sellin singles Mug shots out, to my people Rollin I double l spread eagle Hear flow dan spit EVIL
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