[ti:Pop] [ar:Death Grips] [al:No Love Deep Web] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Pop (Explicit) - Death Grips [00:13.68]Pop pop pop pop [00:39.59]Your crisis is my alarm [00:40.95]Why I'm like sh*t stay calm [00:42.92]You fight sh*t I ride upon [00:44.56]My knife been drawn [00:46.43]3-6-5 light of dawn [00:47.79]Lit up rock you live under [00:49.52]A** backwards muthaf**ka features like hot butter [00:52.62]Like your brothers your father and your sisters your mother [00:55.71]Trend setter maximum third planet from the sun orbit my lungs [01:01.01]Bulldozin cul de sacs ground under over every act [01:04.04]Cut no slack no slack [01:06.03]Pop pop pop pop [01:31.90]No chance to throw I rush the mound [01:33.59]Rage stormin off the chains remind me of R**e house slave cock rings [01:36.95]You're played out like talking [01:38.46]Your cadence is sloppy [01:39.89]Can't break me I got me [01:41.71]You're grave stink I'm lofty [01:43.29]You're lady like lolli [01:44.83]Pop tramp on that jigaboo goddamn I'm so sick of you [01:48.21]I despise that sh*t what I would never align me with [01:51.09]Feel free to mime me but don't be saltine [01:52.89]When I call you a biter b**ch [01:58.31]Pop pop pop pop