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Hot Head

DEATH GRIPS · Bottomless Pit 2016 · Track 02 of 13

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Raw, no fuckin' filter, crooked needle, hot head Raw, no fuckin' filter, crooked needle, hot head

Self-inflicted What'd you tell them? I just told 'em hell's existence But you know me, don't nobody Know my business My presence flog your confidence Who want a brand new complex? Now on, I'll call you, go fetch Self-inflicted What'd you tell them? I just told 'em hell's existence But you know me, don't nobody Know my business Get used to fetch, I'll shoot, you catch I snap, you come, I don't call you back Act natural, my style attack

Give it out, give it out, give it out, give it out, give it out, give it out Dive bomber, dive bomber Clip a hundred doves like a bald-headed rasta Clot of the dot, got a head a piranha Give it up, give it up, give it up My... My cobra head draped in mota Hooded regime like ebola My cobra head draped in mota My cobra head draped in mota

My cobra head draped in mota Hooded regime like ebola Blink and you're over Wouldn't shut the fuck up, answered for their behavior Cleft palate creator Morgue head forsaker Phallus cloud, call me vapor My cobra head draped in ebola My cobra head draped in mota My cobra head draped in mota Hooded regime like ebola Blink and you're over Wouldn't shut the fuck up, answered for their behavior Cleft palate creator Morgue head forsaker Phallus cloud, crown me vapor My cobra head draped in mota Hooded regime like ebola Blink and you're over Wouldn't shut the fuck up, answered for their behavior Cleft palate creator Morgue head forsaker Phallus cloud, crown me vapor

Raw, no fuckin' filter, crooked needle, hot head Raw, no fuckin' filter, crooked needle, hot head

Self-inflicted What'd you tell them? I just told 'em hell's existence But you know me, don't nobody Know my business My presence flog your confidence Who want a brand new complex? Now on, I'll call you, go fetch Self-inflicted What'd you tell them? I just told 'em hell's existence But you know me, don't nobody Know my business Best get used to fetch, I'll shoot you, catch I'll snap, you come, I don't call you back Act natural, my style attack

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