Fuck That

Death Grips

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    Third rail
    Over one nine breaker
    Slit throat, cut creator
    Hung from dem nail
    Hang em high
    Savior faire
    Trans-siberian epic
    Trek through dat next switch
    Set it off the roglyphic
    Jackal headed dawn of the under
    Check it, check one
    You can suck it
    Till i get disgusted

    Fuck that, naw fuck that

    At me wit that weak shit
    Bitch slapped
    Across the street and back.. head crack
    Wanna know where i'll be at whatever

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    Get off mine i got that juice
    Noo style cut your brain stem as my combat boots grind
    Your head to the cadence of this dreath stompin
    Mu sick as fuck contagion wagin war with all you knew .. bitch

    Mossberg ballistic flux massive
    My shure beta 58a hazmatted
    Pump pump slugster radioactive
    Ride through a mine field
    Laced wit black magic
    Straight from the mayday...
    Naw fuck that (one)
    Broke off its axis, polar shifted granite
    Knock made ta off
    Every last bitch on this planet
    Fuck that, naw, fuck that

    Came ta bad dem brains til dem neck bones crack
    Arrested cardiac
    Black mass murder rap
    Dealer push your wig
    All the way back
    Head wear your face like a yamakulapse
    Never can tell
    Where you're at
    Eyes stuck on the sky
    Always gettin jacked
    Tryin ta lookin the mirror like..
    Fuck that, naw, fuck that

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