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death grips - full moon (death classic) | Текст песни

Hit it, split it, make it cum get wetted,
Come again come get it

Seen it happening before it even happened swing the door open and buck 'em down
Course I'm just fuckin' around
But nevermind the way it sound
Everytime we make it pound
Straight into the pavement now

Whip it, bleed it, cause it pain
Eat it, shit it out and change
Lanes at speeds that seem insane,
To them petty pussy brains
Push me and they will be slain
Drag this past the point and claim
That shit as if it was your name
Like its attached to yours with chains
Own it 'til shit goes up in flames

And there really aint no one to blame

No one to blame, its all the same
Like blurred faces on subway trains
Cant take it man, cant take the pain

Pain of the game
Makes me insane
Makes me fuck up my whole thang

What'd you bring
Where'd you get it
Give here I said dont sweat it

I'm gonna take it around for a bit
And I dont care if you give a shit
Punk..

I'm gonna take it around for a bit
And I dont care if you give a shit
Punk... BITCH...

Goin through the motions
Just to make shit happen right,
Never knowin where we're goin
Just rollin' like waves at night

Make it or break it just dont sleep on it
Sleepers get shot down you lost it,
Trying to act like you got it
Nevermind t he way it sound
Every time we make it pound
Straight into the pavement now

Shot it up, get it hot, what
I know you know you said too much,
Did too much, way too much
Fuck that shit man that shit sucks

Volume turned all the way up
You already know its going down

I'll tell you when I've had enough
Shut up right now

Feel it in my gut right now
Throw it up, give it up like OWW

Buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck BLOU
get up... get up...

All over the place, all in your face
All up in it, talkin bout cant wait,
To bring it even harder the next,
Time I creep through the beat possessed

Howling on that mountain peak
Feeling like hells up in my chest

Feel the fire rise, rise so high, so high I rise
Eye to eye with death

Gazing through me like an uzi
Spraying through me bag of flesh

Body bag of flesh
Aint nothing left
Toe tag me up zip the bag and check it

Oh no he's been resurrected

Get up.. get up..

Zombie holocaust in seconds

Nowhere to go, nowhere to hide
From what we know, down deep inside

Hell if I know, just wanna ride
Until the wheels, fall off and I
Run off the road, know telling why

Hear them cry

Man I just don't wanna die
Just dont wanna why
Is everything always happening
In the blink of eye
This better be the last time me
Ever see you in my life
Steadily to the death passing
Everything that dont seem tight

Goin through the motions
Just to make shit happen right
Never knowin' where we're goin
Just rollin' like waves at night

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