take a deep breath

take a deep breath

i command that you give me some respect

some respect

the face you made at me look like you seen death

i hope i have a really really crazy screen death

hope that it ties everything together makes it seamless

please dont read too deep into it really doesnt mean shit

please dont read too deep into it really doesnt mean shit

itll make sense only if you say less

i got hundred dollar jeans on me i hate them

i feel like im flying through the sky like im a raven

if i have a concern then i think im gonna raise it

yea im gonna raise it

i cant really change it

my pockets full of california smoking purple haze yea

i dont think i ever really could just be replaced yea

we at the train stop

going different places

can you look at me like how can you blame me?

im foaming at the mouth you would think i got rabies

i think its astounding i think its crazy

too much talking 

you come up with nothing

i cant stop it

im doing nothing

making progress 

no more assumptions 

i look away cus its fucking disgusting 

carved out yea im hollowed out like a pumpkin

stay awake like a night owl nocturnal 

shell pack strapped to my back like a turtle

wristwatch got a fairy in it im immortal

ima hop inside the portal

sometimes i feel like i do the same shit over and over warhol

im the home made version ur the store bought one

i have no say

i feel like i really fucked up

store bought prod iv

i dont take advices

basically i am a slave to my vices 

basically i do not care what the price is

whatever ive become i dont like it

we gettin high and fly around like some fireworks 

sometimes i feel like i can carry the entire earth

i dont know anything i dont have no time to search, no

i dont think its gas its only kinda purple 

no you dont make no mistakes 

i wouldnt change anything

i wouldnt change anything about you

why dont you give me a break

remember that winter break

i learned every little thing about you

i seen way better days 

i seen too many faces

cant remember a thing about you now

in familiar places i can never escape it

i can never escape it

my memory faded

im working the day shift

i need a vacation 

i need a vacation 

the kind that i would not come back from

ever

fuck you put me front and center

i feel better when its really bad weather

it sound the same but its not the same letters

i try to break but it doesnt break

lets fly away to the other place

it doesnt change it wont ever change

endless cycle every day comprised of everything

endless cycle every day comprised of everything

i dont pick up the phone i like the ringtone

you think you know whats wrong i dont think so

sweet dreams until the alarm goes off

we smoking shell pack so we boutta doze off

fireworks prod iv

weit dede

I finally uploaded. Not my best work but stick around for more

Cosmic Collective Chops

"True Vulture" is a unique collaboration between director and animator Galen Pehrson and experimental rap outfit Death Grips. 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IfonhRkfaf0

True Vulture

Bottomless Pit

Giving Bad People Good Ideas

Release date April 24, 2012
on Epic Records

http://thirdworlds.net

HUSTLE BONES
give a fuck whatchya heard,
yeah fuck whatchya heard,
fore this real shit kicked your whole click to the curb
what, what... 
but you dont hear me though

run up bitch ta da death get gripped my steeze is ballin out
of control whatchyou know 
'bout bubblin
hustle bones comin out my mouth

(hustle bones comin 
out my mouth)

that hot lic a shot 
never not strapped
wit a glock tongue cocked
run it back
that knock a cop off unconscious molotov
cocktailin sound bomb a snitch
flat line of chalk drawn round the clock too many marks dropped ta count the stiffs

stuck on the fence
how does it feel
it dont make sense
nothing is

that rip you a new one trick im the true one, and only never know me never will no son.. leave ya laid out ta fade out
show a cunt the door 
hit and run
hustle bones comin out my mouth

(hustle bones comin out my mouth)

that can't wait ta blast
blood stained knuckle brass gives a fuck sick wit it flav on
that ex con
hard to da bone
darkness from the zone
mastered and pushed far beyond

eons beyond the line never crossed, by dem punks livin soft while i ride that bomb
dr. strangelove
into the sun 
look no hands megatons
rode like man we can't lose 
no shit, no shit

that hit it till it drip wit 
da blood of the raw way 
it was fore dem forgot
why doin dirt, make slang sound tough gong original 
fuck da wrong way
only one real way to work
that shit out da 
beat street spit
über freaked heat lit
hell flame to your brain 
blood thirst
what what..
run it back, run it

run up bitch ta da death
get gripped 
my steeze is ballin out
of control whatchyou know 
bout bubblin
hustle bones comin out my mouth

(hustle bones comin 
out my mouth)

criminal intent anti-legal ill
theif in da night peel your life back spin the wheel
run it back, run it

Hustle Bones

Death Grips - Hustle Bones

https://open.spotify.com/artist/5ZMGiIDdB8Lrh679VIRE0N?si=4ZbsS357QDic_QHVjl5qoA

weit dede

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