Death Grips - Fyrd Up lyrics

Bla– Bla– Bla– Black, mist

Mister who you rise to picket
Pick it big dick, big dick
Rise the gutter to the surface, never did
Never did
Liked to wonder why the shoot end of the ache
I get lost in the shutter of the view
Click, click, freeze frame in the floor
Hit the ceiling like a brick, fired up
Every day, every day, every night
Every night every day
Giving less of a shit from the side
Through the eye of a shadow
That's what's this, fired up
I'm so high, told rigor mortis grips
Fired up to the sky and out the sky
Where is it, where the fuck is it and why
Did it happen like this? Fired up
Told ride through the sky of black mist
Two, three, four, five


We must die, this is it, fired up
Zero the sleazy, we forget that you control
How that go? Drink gallon
At the speed of wrist to read
Through chose me push to turn
Through his soul to wear yellow to funerals
Fired up
Magic coffin all his end of the way let go
Like a high that keeps me low
Oh, yeah, yeah, why
Are you sure that it's tonight
Cause if it's not I might get got
The complication of your system
Unexpected, don't wanna be the victim