Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Full Moon (Death Classic), artist - Death Grips. Date of issue: 22.06.2011
Song language: English
Full Moon (Death Classic) |
| Hit it, split it, make it cum get wetted, |
| Come again come get it |
| Seen it happening before it even happened |
| Swing the door open and buck 'em down |
| Course I’m just fuckin' around |
| But never mind the way it sound |
| Every time we make it pound |
| Straight into the pavement now |
| Whip it, bleed it, cause it pain |
| Eat it, shit it out and change |
| Lanes at speeds that seem insane, |
| To them petty pussy brains |
| Push me and they will be slain |
| Drag this past the point and claim |
| That shit as if it was your name |
| Like it’s attached to yours with chains |
| Own it 'til shit goes up in flames |
| And there really ain’t no one to blame |
| No one to blame, it’s all the same |
| Like blurred faces on subway trains |
| Can’t take it man, cant take the pain |
| Pain of the game |
| Makes me insane |
| Makes me fuck up my whole thang |
| What’d you bring |
| Where’d you get it |
| Give here I said don’t sweat it |
| I’m gonna take it around for a bit |
| And I don’t care if you give a shit |
| Punk. |
| I’m gonna take it around for a bit |
| And I don’t care if you give a shit |
| Punk… bitch… |
| Goin' through the motions |
| Just to make shit happen right, |
| Never knowin' where we’re goin' |
| Just rollin' like waves at night |
| Make it or break it just don’t sleep on it |
| Sleepers get shot down you lost it, |
| Trying to act like you got it |
| Never mind the way it sound |
| Every time we make it pound |
| Straight into the pavement now |
| Shot it up, get it hot, what |
| I know you know you said too much, |
| Did too much, way too much |
| Fuck that shit man that shit sucks |
| Volume turned all the way up |
| You already know it’s going down |
| I’ll tell you when I’ve had enough |
| Shut up right now |
| Feel it in my gut right now |
| Throw it up, give it up like oww |
| Buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck blow |
| get up… get up… |
| All over the place, all in your face |
| All up in it, talkin' bout can’t wait, |
| To bring it even harder the next, |
| Time I creep through the beat possessed |
| Howling on that mountain peak |
| Feeling like hell’s up in my chest |
| Feel the fire rise, rise so high, so high I rise |
| Eye to eye with death |
| Gazing through me like an Uzi |
| Spraying through me bag of flesh |
| Body bag of flesh |
| Ain’t nothing left |
| Toe tag me up zip the bag and check it |
| Oh no he’s been resurrected |
| Get up. |
| get up. |
| Zombie holocaust in seconds |
| Nowhere to go, nowhere to hide |
| From what we know, down deep inside |
| Hell if I know, just wanna ride |
| Until the wheels, fall off and I |
| Run off the road, know telling why |
| Hear them cry |
| Man I just don’t wanna die |
| Just don’t wanna why |
| Is everything always happening |
| In the blink of eye |
| This better be the last time me |
| Ever see you in my life |
| Steadily to the death passing |
| Everything that don’t seem tight |
| Goin' through the motions |
| Just to make shit happen right |
| Never knowin' where we’re goin' |
| Just rollin' like waves at night |