What Is Death - $oulles$ & NORTHERN MANE

I'm doing handstands on her trans am Pretty, pretty nine, spinning, spinning blind Fitting into crime, itch to fuck and grind Death Grips is online, drinking from its spine Living 'til I'm fine, pretty, pretty nine Color me a cult, echo in my throat Cut it for a smoke, took it for a spin Spun it out to float, blew me as a friend Fuck it, I'ma go Death Grips is online Black Madonna womb, collar for a goon Suck it 'til you're swole, steal me a new role Hunger of a chain, through this mud cling Don't let you pose on a blue rose Lick a, lick a grim, set it chrome again Chemical to learn, load it up and gleam Sprinter out a curve, shooting up a scene Bitter end to share, blotter in the air Punks get nailed all in the daytime And I got some friends who'd love to headline with a Pretty, pretty nine, pity, pity motherfucker Pretty, pretty nine in your city, motherfucker No laws here, airsoft start popping off That flack get quit snitches wear Pretty, pretty nine Pretty, pretty nine Punks get nailed all in the daytime And I got some friends who'd love to headline with a Dirty, dirty strip mall sugar Melody to hail, symphony to dick Jealousy to file, entropy to flip Felony, you buy, indica, I rip Hella, hella hot, flagging like I'm not Vanish as I can, damage as I been Ultra other shit minus all the trim Catalyst to milk, memory to stiff Break it to the hilt, fuck it like a kiss Paper tiger boss, pussy wanna front Shake it like the law, only cool to hunt Take it like a hint, miss it, get the dick Climber get a jerk, super ape as shit Nightly on a tram, knuckle white the stance Phaedra 'hind the cam, work us in a trance Lock us in her van, drive us outer space Day we never land, only thing I'll taste Punks get nailed all in the daytime And I got some friends who'd love to headline with a Pretty, pretty nine, pity, pity motherfucker Pretty, pretty nine in your city, motherfucker No laws here, airsoft start popping off That flack get quit snitches wear Pretty, pretty nine Pretty, pretty nine Got good friends who'd love to headline

Death is the best Better than all the rest On the dutiful lies in the rock paradise Losses and wear and the texture of age Adds a truth to the heart And a light to the face It's good when you don't give as Much of a fuck As you did when the threats mount To make you suck A burst of rage A lively cry Emotions wide Your death is certain for sure My death is certain alright But death is certain no cure Because death is certain Because death is certain, so why Gotta die? A bone and a skull In a conjugal hell A mall full of gall And the music jerks off Pale and fate At the table, they sat With their necks choking tight In their collars dead white Liquor and food 'til They spin and explode In a shower of crap In America's lap A policeman's numb A lazy bum Emotions come Because death is certain it's sure Because death is certain it's pure Because death is certain no cure Because death is certain Because death is certain that's why Gotta die Alright Alright Well, alright Alright Alright Alright Alright Alright Alright A beast with legs A kid who's numb A lazy bum Your death is certain it's sure Because death is certain it's pure Because death is certain no cure Because death is certain