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Poppin off the Fuckin Block

Oooohhh look how badass Ride is he just gonna kill you and he don't care because he's so cool and badass and doing drugs!!

Every fucking song there are at least 2-3 lyrics that are just the line but worded differently. It's one of those times that I would have appreciated them just not trying

I recall seeing one explanation (i think it was on Up My Sleeves) where someone tried to link Ride saying the words "I'm a..." to the "I'm a bullshitter I'm a shitty stripper" bit in Big Dipper

So meta.

"There was a lot of buzz when Yeezus came out that Kanye West “copied” from Death Grips' style…

He may not have dressed in spiders, but some of it certainly was strange…)

The menopause line could be referring to his wife. Kanye’s received a lot of flak for his relationship and marriage with Kim Kardashian."

So Many Ways To Skin The Frame

How does one make that connection?

Later on I give input for what I think it is (my wording in the explanation is atrocious though, was just spewing what I was picturing).

I want to add to this since he said he didn't know what the Abraxas line was referring to, and I do.

Death Grips is largely inspired by Charles Manson. Charles Manson, in a documentary/interview, once explained his belief in Abraxas, who is a god with two serpent tails that represent good and evil and all conflict, of which Abraxas is above. He is the head from which all two conflicting sides spawn.

Manson explained Abraxas as his justification for hating the guards in prison, but also appreciating the food they give him and the bed they provide.

I won't try to explain the context in which Death Grips throw the name out, but that's a little background on why they might resonate with it.


Lyrical Steez

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[Verse 1] Tailpipe 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 to 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, wasn’t there 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?

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Fly inside out Rot dem big shot simp slot shit but a one hit quick stop

[Verse 2] So many ways to skin the frame Remember when first got strange Now I just think it life obey So what comes next right away Right away, right away Right away, right away Raise the cup, tilt it dry Come black cloud, cover the sky Tongue through pupil of your eye Sickness moves you can’t deny Lickin' through you, mastermind For mercy man cry Yeah I’m knowin' and you know why Nail through 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 with a ski mask on my face

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[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, I'm busy Get busy, get 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’ through the nexus threadin’ dreams But did you know? Yo

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