Death Grips Lyrics
"The Fever"

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How'd you know?
'Cause I was there
Yeah, that shit go
Came prepared
Set it slow rolled
Anticipation grow slow
Deviated septum blow hole
Sugar cane ko ko
Aye, aye, pass the dro my way
Or no way twenty fo no 25-8
Thought you knew
Suicide lane
Fuck you
Grab my crotch, what's my name?
Been round the block
Hangin' scumbag slangin'
Pay dirt cave in
Takin' no prisoners
No escaping wash brain hook
Nothin' I'm sayin'
Aye, aye, know what I'm sayin'?

I got the diamonds, scrapin'
Sidin', wastin' my life
In altered states, dem
Back it up
I got the fever

Sprayin' execution, witch fingernails clawin' through dem
Crawlin through dem
Tunnels losing
Touch with everything I'm doin'
Aaarrrggghh... mass confusion
Can't make more electrocution
Half cocked full tilt
Rabid dog
Filth aarrrggghhh
Know what I'm sayin'?
Fuck it
Upside down in a
Soft top bucket
Screamin'
Shred it

I got the diamonds, scrapin'
Sidin', wastin' my life
In altered states, dem
Back it up
I got the fever

Let me off, screeching halt
Concussion blinding
Not my fault
Ankles tied to cinder blocks
Aye, aye
By any means necesserated
Blade cut me
Sewer drain grated
Bubonic plague
Spreaded faceless
Lurking in the deadest spaces
On your knees, black goat anus
Christo anti clan of shameless
Came ta whip those
Into shameless
Here we go, devastated
Here we go
Here we go

Diamonds scrapin' the marrow, out my core
Who's in the mirror?
Who's at the door?
Someone's there
Wasn't there before
Ceiling connected
To the chord
Pull it!
Pull that shit!
Pull that shit!

I got the diamonds, scrapin'
Sidin', wastin' my life
In altered states, dem
Back it up
I got the fever
This song is from the album "The Money Store".