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spread eagle cross the block (vocal) - death grips lyrics

[chorus]
i f*ck the music, i make it cum
i f*ck the music with my serpent tongue

[post*chorus 1]
hit, hit, hit

[verse 1]
want a beer? have no fear, comes and goes, man it’s here
no one knows, feels so weird when it blows through my bones
i got a jones for it, i wanna know more
cause it’s ’bout what i got to show for it
i want some more of it, i want too much
i got so bored with it, i shot it up
wanna light my torch with it and get all f*cked up
yeah
what is it? where is it? how will it affect me?
f*ck that sh*t, i need that sh*t’s bound to be the death of me
f*ck buying it i’m taking it and sharing it with n0body

[refrain 1]
cause all i really need is some cool sh*t to mob
like driving down the street to the beat of a bl*w j*b

[verse 2]
i own that sh*t, on some throw back sh*t, you already know that sh*t
you even know ’bout how i know the man who grows that, biatch!
you can’t buy it with your money, you can’t find it overseas
it’s one of those things that seems outlandish ’til you have it’s not a dream
as for me, i’m cool with it and that’s alright cause it’s my thing
[refrain 2]
what is it? where is it? how will it affect me?
f*ck that*

[verse 3]
work that angle ’til it’s beveled, curve of the blade doubled
edge made to bleed the struggle, best believe the game’s a hustle
observer of the strange occurrences, conjurer of the subtle
unseen but felt disturbances that burst a b*tch’s bubble
that’s right it’s all mine, never was yours
like how you wait in line while i walk straight through the door, straight through the*
hear you say something but ain’t nothing, spectators ignored
pay no mind to that chump’s just a player*hatin’ wh0re (yeah)

[chorus]
i f*ck the music, i make it cum
i f*ck the music with my serpent tongue

[post*chorus 2]
ain’t no fun if the aliens can’t have none

[verse 4]
how i f*ck it dirty, how i make it twitch and scream
how it screams, “oh, baby, hurt me. work me to the bone. oh, please”
how i bend the rhythm over and hit, hit, hit it on my knees
give, give, give it up, i need it all the time
bleed it on the drop of a dime, down to pound it ’til it shines
moonlit lake of blood red wine, make no mistake, i makes it mine
break sh*t down and make it grind to the groove used to align
the cascading shades of jaded blues with these rhymes
nuclear st**ze creeps and winds
through secrets behind and between every time i scream
sh*t is mine, it’s all mine
all the time, sh*t is mine
[refrain 2]
what is it? where is it? how will it affect me?
f*ck that sh*t, i need that sh*t
yeah

[verse 5]
thought you knew, thought you thought, thought you did but did not
come on through; what you got? is it cool? is it hot?
check one two, man don’t stop, i’m not through black blood clot
in my view like that tw*t spread eagle ‘cross the block
(spread eagle ‘cross the block)
(spread eagle ‘cross*)
(spread eagle ‘cross the block)
need no ego to rock
what we know just gets dropped, how we keep sh*t on lock

[refrain 1]
cause all i really need is some cool sh*t to mob
like driving down the street to the beat of a bl*w j*b

[outro]
sh*t is mine, it’s all mine
all the time, sh*t is mine

- death grips lyrics

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