Death Grips - Spread Eagle Cross the Block

Track 03 from Death Grips - Ex Military http://thirdworlds.net SPREAD EAGLE CROSS THE BLOCK I fuck the music I make it cum I fuck the music with my serpent tongue Wanna beer, have no fear, comes and goes, man its here No one knows, feels so weird, when it blows through my bones I got a jones for it I wanna know more, cuz its 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 fucked up What is it, where is it How will it affect me Fuck that shit, I need that shits bound to be the death of me Fuck buying it I'm taking it, and sharing it with nobody Cuz all I really need is some cool shit to mob Like driving down the street to the beat of a blow job I own that shit On some throw back shit You already know that shit You even know 'bout how I know the man Who grows that, bitch ... You can't buy it with your money You can't find it overseas Its 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 cuz it's my thing. Work that angle til its 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 bitches bubble That's right it's all mine 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 whore I fuck the music I make it cum I fuck the music with my serpent tongue Ain't no fun if the aliens can't have none How I fuck 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 shit down and make it grind To the groove used to align The cascading shades of jaded blues with these rhymes Nuclear steeze creeps and winds Through secrets behind and between Every time I scream Shit is mine Its all mine All the time Shit is mine What is it, where is it, how will it affect me Fuck that shit I need that shit 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 twat Spread eagle cross the block Need no ego to rock What we know just gets dropped How we keep shit on lock Cuz all I really need is some cool shit to mod Like driving down the street to the beat of a blow job Shit is mine Its all mine All the time Shit is mine Subscribe: http://bit.ly/DeathGripsYT Facebook: http://bit.ly/DeathGripsFB Twitter: http://bit.ly/DeathGripsTW Web http://thirdworlds.net