a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

black quarterback - death grips lyrics

[verse 1]
i’m so black quarterback, throw off this app by his badge
blare my organ for juice, pipes spike blonde kinks on my boots
approach me l!cking his fur, whining, “i demand a word”
swine must be the all the way hatched, h-lla yolk raining down his chest
clucking so f-cking hard, glance heartbeat through his vest
so i’m like, “go ahead, blood,” but my mind’s on my wrist
five minutes p-ss, i’m-a have to make you my p-ss
gimp just kept shaking so i had to braid him like this
comfort over freedom, pave a path of leisure, have it all
freedom over comfort, give you back so much leisure, feel small
xeroxed man dressed in gauze, spider silk, and menopause
mustache showered with applause, squished out packets like taco sauce
gather crowd, laugh it off, mr. zogged by your boss

[chorus]
i’m so black quarterback, air it out, albino
black quarterback in all black, he’s so white, no
i’m so black quarterback in all black, albino

[refrain & background]
heady baby, eddie’s crazy, cadabra, abrogate need
to blut, bank on absolutely, to blut, bank on absolutely

[bridge 1]
bad -ss betty, maiden bb, in over our heads and sinking
autobahning wonder stevie, faster comrade winking

[refrain 2]
black quarterback
black quarterback in all black

[verse 2]
dangling out the- waning in the- (black quarterback)
kicked under the- vague it on the-
me versus the- losing to the- (black quarterback in all black)
cackling like the- crackling through the-
cool despite the- abusing the-
lunar as the- sp-ce between the-
f-cked beyond the- eddie as the head that wears us out-

[chorus]
i’m so black quarterback, air it out, albino
black quarterback in all black, he’s so white, no
i’m so black quarterback in all black, albino
black quarterback in all black, he’s so white, no
i’m so black quarterback

[refrain 1 & background]
heady baby, eddie’s crazy, cadabra, abrogate need
to blut, bank on absolutely, to blut, bank on absolutely

[bridge 2]
you call this speeding, turn the door off, we’re leaving
meet you in our next fetus, romulus and remus

[refrain 2]
black quarterback
black quarterback in all black
black quarterback
black quarterback in all black

- death grips lyrics

Random Song Lyrics :

Popular