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Dᴇath Grips is an American experimental hip hop band formed in 2010 in Sacramento, California. The group consists of MC Ride (vocals, lyrics), Zach Hill (drums, producing), and Andy Morin (keyboards, producing).[1][2] Though he is not the band's frontman, Hill has been credited with being the driving creative force behind the project.[3] Their sound, paired with Ride's aggressive performing style, draws on punk rock, electronic, noise, and industrial styles.

The band released the mixtape Exm_litary in April 2011 and their debut studio album, The Money Store, almost exactly one year later; both received critical acclaim.[4] Shortly after signing to Epic Records in 2012, the group leaked their second album, No Love Deep Web, for free download in breach of their contract and were dropped from the label. They released their third album, Govᴇrnment Plates, in 2013. Following several broken performance commitments, the group announced their "disbanding" in July 2014 along with the release of their fourth album The Powers That B.[5][6] However, in March 2015, the group revealed that they "might make some more" music[7] and later announced a world tour.[8]

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GUILLOTINE
It goes, it goes, it goes, it goes
It goes, it goes, it goes, it goes
Guillotine - yah

Sit in the dark and ponder how I'm fit to make the bottom fall through the floor
And they all fall down - yah

It goes, it goes, it goes, it goes... 
Guillotine - yah

Out of the shadows barrage of witch tongue 
Cobra spit over apocalyptic cult killer cauldron smoke 
Stomp music seriously - yah

It goes, it goes, it goes, it goes... 
Guillotine - yah

Can't stop the groove lics jaws clear off them locks relentless raw movement
Fit to knock you from here to that g-spot body rock connected

To everything you want, ever did want
We got it why not come get it, stick your head in that hole
And watch me drop this cold guillotine death sentence - yah

It goes, it goes, it goes, it goes... 
Guillotine - yah

Hidden art, between and beneath, every fragmented, figure of speech,
Tongue in reverse, whenever the beat, causes my jaws to call
Out out out out  - yah

The screens flashing red, can't see shit but heads
Spinning exorcist like planets
Out of orbit off the edge
Off mine axis whipping through doors to far more than all that's ever been said - yah

Tie the chord kick the chair and your dead - yah

Yah ... guillotine - yah ... guillotine - yah

Head of a trick in a bucket
Body of a trick in a bag
And thrown in the fire like fuck it
Gotta burn it before it goes bad
One too many times been disgusted
By the stench of rot is such a drag - yah

Get broke by the street like blood stained glass - yah
Choke on these nuts til the very last - yah

It goes, it goes, it goes, it goes... 
Guillotine - yah

Serial number, killing machine
The illest of means,
To an end built on the filthy sound
you're experiencing - yah

It goes, it goes, it goes, it goes... 
Guillotine -- yah

Tinted windows, bulletproof
The slip knot fixin rope to noose
To the grave stone grinder of cold steel

The passion that blinds me so I feel - YAH

Can't let go, no it flows through our veins
Blows through our tunnels and rattles our chains
And they all fall down - yah

Death Grips - Guillotine (It goes Yah)

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This is a re-upload. Originally uploaded on February 13, 2011 by a2b2music

The original description was "zh v lg" - zh means Zach Hill, v means versus, and lg means Lady Gaga, since Zach is wearing a shirt with a picture of Lady Gaga in The Living Dress on it.

Zach Hill practicing February 2011

DEATH GRIPS EP 

Death Grips (Next Grips): 0:00
Face Melter (How to do impossible things): 4:21
Full Moon (Death Classic): 7:54
Known for it (Freak Grips): 11:50
Takyon (Death Yon): 16:03
Where's It At (Death Heated): 18:51

Death Grips EP (FULL)

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Lyrics:

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

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

Death Grips - Get Got

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A compilation of the most popular music circulating the Sahara desert on the unofficial network of cellphones -- where mp3s are stored, played, and traded in very literal peer to peer bluetooth transfers. The contemporary West African sound from the new school of DIY production with little or no commercial release outside of their locales, from spaced out Tuareg Autotune, Ivorian Club Jams, Mauritanian Synth, and Malian Hip Hop electro. Collected from memory cards by and released on cassette, the vinyl comes after a years plus of tracking down the composers.

Papito ft. Iba One - Yereyira

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from "The Money Store"
Release date: April 24, 2012


SYSTEM BLOWER
yeah we came to blow your system
you know what im sayin
kill it or die
braggin about how you 
had it all dialed
well whats up now
when your shit is

how im comin, why im slingin
where im from and what im bringin
tell your cousins best stop sleepin cuz im bustin for no reason at random murder
killing season

but no one heard me
cold blood creepin
full tilt swervin
through your bleedin
system burnin to its knees and
beggin for mercy while im leanin
hard ta da left
and clockin a gripsin da death pockets of da head knock rhythym

system blower system over


yeah we came to blow your system
you know what im sayin 
kill it or die
braggin about how you 
had it all dialed
well whats up now 
when your shit is

stupid dopefiend beat low hung blood spray all over 
da death stomp drums
scum worshipping
speaker ripping
pun2k weight holding heretics
boundary reapin
frequency freakin
out till we're like that track sound so sick

system blower

got heads jumpin out their skin
talkin 'bout comon
death grip me again
no need to wonder if 
its gonna crack
hell no you can bet
we're fit ta burn the 
house to da ground
soon as the sound gets checked
system blower

yeah we came to blow your system
you know what im sayin 
kill it or die
braggin about how you 
had it all dialed
well whats up now 
when your shit is

yeah trick go fetch my whip
gotta let a mark know 
who hes fuckin wit
ruthlessly skin a chump 
just for kicks
cant fuck wit dis 
sadomaso-kiss my fist
suck my dick, its not cool
im too sick, what time is it
system blower, systems over

deep in da klink base
cut straight to da chase
like a triple shot of 180 proof
kill-o-watts riots audio violence
breaks your windows and
takes all da loot

system blower, systems over

silver coin on your eyes 
forever closed
raise the dead
how long i been tired of that old
cant nod my head

shit is over 
system blower

Death Grips - System Blower

Death Grips
"No Love"
Directed by Death Grips
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how the trip never stops
on and on its beyond insane
why I set myself up
in a ragin sea of flames

you're fit ta learn the proper meaning of a beat down
madness chaos in the brain
let my blood flow make my blood flow through you mane
you got no business questioning a thang

never not on it leanin so hard you're ashamed
you can't dismiss this sickness huffs your brain
exhale your will and forget I ever knew you
fuck do you do
fuck a man wit hips for hulu
rack a snitch chalk and cue you
corner pocket consume you
too many hoes in my
too many hoes in my muthafuckin meal
askin if I know how a muthafucka feels
how a muthafucka feels
slit them choke flip them boat
dead bitch float swollen corpse
no remorse navigated off course
of course I can make you scream but if you ask for more
bullshit matador grab the floor whip it cracked to all fours
you whimper while I check my phone
who's next assassin roam
music drifts I have no home
choose this life you're on your own

you're fit ta learn the proper meaning of a beat down
madness chaos in the brain
let my blood flow make my blood flow through you mane
you got no business questioning a thang
swallowed way too much
couldn't handle it I fell
down a spiral stair case winding ta hell

fuck it now I can't quit will never be the same
I got that attitude you got no thang
I'm fit ta hurt you gives a fuck about the way I move weight
dark matter flu state of consciousness
straight through your won't do shit
but beg me to do this
again and again and again and again
strangler clutch sine wave deconstruct
my way or no way bangin hey makin lust
lucid nut shake shake it up
booyakah
you're a bitch made to be crushed
came like what now you crave my touch
flat busted on front street cake cuppin
say you wasn't lion mane
I done been done with tame
head hunter fuck the fame
switch lanin ripper slangin
hit me nuclear wind at my back
smokin goldfish at the photo mat
load my clap clap can't trustem never did
what it is

you're fit ta learn the proper meanin of a beat down
madness chaos in the brain
let my blood flow make my blood flow through you mane
you got no business questioning a thang

Death Grips - No Love (Official Video)

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Death Grips - Birds
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i got tomorrow coming
i got got i got
i got tomorrow coming

i got tomorrow coming
i got got i got
i got tomorrow coming
in

birds
fuck you

ive got a bluebird
it might die
it got wetted
i stayed dry
im not trying to use my mind
i got that attitude at all times
ive got this attitude at all times
i got a black hat
it might live
its got a black hat
it goes big
i had a bluebird now its did

1..2..3..4..
one bird, two birds, three birds, four
five birds, six times life is war
one bird, two birds, three birds, four
fuck you think i fuck this for

fuck you

i got you not in my way
i got right now between my legs
i put right now between your legs
i got today shoveling graves
i got tomorrow turning in your grave
i got jesus
he got saved
i got power
its so cheap
fuck this bird bitch drink this bleach

i got higher
i got fake
i got
birds




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Death Grips - Birds

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Bjork screams to Death Grips' Guillotine

Track 9 from The Powers That B, Disc 2: Jenny Death
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ON GP

i'm fucking tired of all the perks 
i've tried nothing everything works
for less i'm worth i've served my bid
all fuck life wasn't what it is
all fuck life was just a bridge
i seen some free landed some tricks
far i see high time man quit
won't let you know when i get goin
phone ring too long
phone ring too long i'm probably gone
ring tone jingle my swan song
i'll show you how to leave well enough alone
i'm not this world this on cue world
i fall back concoct new worlds
i fall out in throbbing swirls
i fall until i stop this world
i fall the fuck off this world
i live down the street from you've noticed me i've never seen you
wonder what the fuck i do
listen up you nosy bitch listen close
my most recent purchase old black rope
gonna learn how to tie it hang it in my chamber
perfect reminder occult i'm made of 
come try it out whenever you wanna
last night three thirty in the morning death on my front porch
can feel him itching to take me with him hail death fuck you waiting for
like a question no one mention he turns around hands me his weapon
he slurs use at your discretion its been a pleasure stefan
head on like dead on like grey
death in your way not in my way i got my way
i was in my way crept out my way kept out my way
i'm on one like bae you're on your way way way way
i'm fucking tired of all the perks 
i've tried nothing everything works
for less i'm worth i've served my bid
all fuck life wasn't what it is
all fuck life was just a bridge
i seen some free landed some tricks
far i see high time man quit
won't let you know when i get goin
phone ring too long
don't you worry impossible for anything to be a big deal
i'm in no weary my vital post dated but clearly been ages since life had appeal
far more than fascination my second nature chant kill cause i can
this body by my own hands
my friends and family won't understand 
so i stay in the end don't make none to me
if wasn't for them i'd make that decision on gp
had to do it all again i'd make that decision on gp 
all the nights i don't die for you 
wouldn't believe how many nights i ain't died for you on gp
not that i care i'd be a liar if i sat here claiming i'd exit in a minute
but i can't say i wouldn't i have my limits




Death Grips - On GP

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Hot Head
blo blo blo blo oh no hot head clip a hundred doves like a bald head rasta raw no fucking filter crooked needle hot head self inflicted what'd you tell them I just told them hell's existence but you know me don't nobody know my business my presence flog your confidence who wanna brand new complex now on I'll call you go fetch get used to fetch I shoot you catch I snap you come I don't call you back act natural my style attack give it up give it up give it up give it up dive bomber dive bomber clip a hundred doves like a bald head rasta clot of the dot got a head a piranha 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

Death Grips - Hot Head

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DEATH GRIPS IS ONLINE

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 till 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’m a go
death grips is online 
black madonna womb 
collar for a goon 
suck it till you’re stole 
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 

pretty pretty nine 
pity pity motherfucker 
pretty pretty nine 
in your city motherfucker
no laws here
air soft start popping off
that flack get quit
snitches wear 
pretty pretty nine
pretty pretty nine
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

pretty pretty nine 
pity pity motherfucker
pretty pretty nine
in your city motherfucker
no laws here
air soft start popping off
that flack get quit 
snitches wear 
pretty pretty nine
pretty pretty nine

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