From 0dda76628828d995e0c0df7dc9372e09adb37cfb Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001 From: trainytrain Date: Sun, 9 May 2021 01:30:10 -0700 Subject: removed lyrics --- ncmpcpp/lyrics/Death Grips - Get Got.txt | 93 -------------------------------- 1 file changed, 93 deletions(-) delete mode 100644 ncmpcpp/lyrics/Death Grips - Get Got.txt (limited to 'ncmpcpp/lyrics/Death Grips - Get Got.txt') diff --git a/ncmpcpp/lyrics/Death Grips - Get Got.txt b/ncmpcpp/lyrics/Death Grips - Get Got.txt deleted file mode 100644 index eae6699..0000000 --- a/ncmpcpp/lyrics/Death Grips - Get Got.txt +++ /dev/null @@ -1,93 +0,0 @@ -Get get get get -Got got got got -Blood rush to my -Head lit hot lock -Poppin’ off the -Fuckin’ block knot -Clockin’ wrist slit -Watch bent thought bot - -[Verse 1] -Tail pipe draggin’ volume blastin’ bailin’ out my brain -Red light flash -Dem stop I smash -Abraxas, hydroplane, massive -Catch this flight flow -Rainin’ madness -Mastered mine and laced -The ave with black cat fish tailin’ waves of stratus -Curb right ta far left lane - -Don’t wait for me, if I care -Bout anything, anywhere -Losin’ myself, I get the stares -What I’m lookin’ at, wasn’t there -(Wasn’t there) - -Nothin’ out there -Can’t stay inside -Hit the bar, sleep deprived -Who drove the car -I’m still alive -Up in smoke, moon was low -How’d you know -Didn’t say I did -Whose is this, you know what this is.. but do you know - -[Hook] -Fly inside out -Rot dem big shot simp slot shit but a one hit quick stop - -[Verse 2] -So many ways -Ta skin the frame -Remember when -First got strange -Now I just think it life obey -So what comes next -Right away -(Right away) - -Raise the cup, tilt it dry -Come black cloud -Cover the sky -Tongue thought pupil -Of your eye -Sickness moves you can’t deny -Lickin’ thought you mastermind -For mercy man cry - -Yeah I’m knowin’ and -You know why -Nail thought mental -Ever dem try -Pigeon hole me get crucified -Can’t clone this edge -What’s it cost -To lose your head -Wit out end up lost -Should be askin’ -Where’s the safe -Born wit a ski mask -On my face - -[Hook] - -[Verse 3] -Lycanthropic manic cycles -Fire water burnin’ bibles -Wake up ragin’ call a taxi -Take me to the nearest city -Cell light up yeah get at me make it quick though blood im busy (get busy) - -Drilled a hole into my head -Pierced the bone and -Felt the breeze -Lift my thoughts out -Dem sick bed -Wit a pair of crow -Skeleton wings -Know nothin’ since then -It seems -Been floatin’ thought -The nexus threadin’ dreams \ No newline at end of file -- cgit v1.2.3-13-gbd6f