Giving Bad People Good Ideas
Death Grips Lyrics


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I keep, I keep
Good ideas
I keep, I keep giving bad
Giving bad people

Giving bad people good ideas
I keep giving bad people good ideas
Those who can't adjust
Tenfold dismantled pus
Operandi minus modus
My phlegm you to dust
Dragon chaser
I'll quit later
Asteroid to midnight powder
This like genocide, just louder
Fuck who we going after
Fuck them, I'ma have to fuck them over
And the closer, show's over
Bet bitch much, you wanna bet, bitch?
Keep that O and X shit
Feed a narc my driveway
Don't trip 'cause I may

Giving bad people good ideas
I keep giving bad people good ideas

I cough up locks, catatonic jingle
Mausoleum treatment, strands of chemo
Unwell out my slit gashes tempo
I'm crawling with swarming crescendo
Execution, my nerves I'm slurring
You deserve this, your worthless disturbs me

I want you to next time
It doesn't sound so bad when I say it in my mind
I want you to next time
It doesn't sound so bad when I say it in my mind

Mutter, stagger, I'm in you
I got you covered, scatter, you're meant to
Pull a lick real quick
Made off, I fling
Shallow plots for senile kings
Cruelty keeps me even
I moan like flukes
Euphoria follows puke
I won't pull my chute

Giving bad people good ideas
I keep giving bad people good ideas
Giving bad people good ideas
I keep giving bad people good ideas

Lead-heavy lead us, remedy us
Hem me, I suffer to catch reflux
I ingest reflux
Bile threshold, cortex deluxe
Torture me, lust
Holding horses with bacteria, uhh
I'm downing this vial of old Siberia
Overtoning mysteria

I want you to next time
It doesn't sound so bad when I say it in my mind
I want you to next time
It doesn't sound so bad when I say it in my mind

Giving bad people good ideas
I keep giving bad people good ideas





Good ideas

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Death Grips's “Giving Bad People Good Ideas” are cryptic and open to interpretation. On the surface, the song seems to be about someone who possesses a collection of good ideas but chooses to give them only to bad people, those who are incapable of adjusting or adapting to society. The singer mentions giving “pus” and “phlegm” to these individuals, suggesting that they are toxic and unworthy of such ideas. The singer is willing to take drastic measures and considers their actions to be like “genocide, just louder.” There is a sense of nihilism and apathy towards those who are being targeted, as well as a desire to maintain control and power over the situation.


The second verse deepens the sense of chaos and desperation present in the song, describing the singer's physical and mental deterioration. Lines like “catatonic jingle,” “strands of chemo,” and “swarming crescendo” evoke images of sickness, decay, and chaos. The idea of executing someone and finding pleasure in their worthlessness adds to the sense of danger and disregard for human life. The chorus repeats, with the singer continuing to give bad people good ideas, suggesting that the cycle of destruction and chaos will continue.


Overall, “Giving Bad People Good Ideas” is a complex and unsettling song, with lyrics that are open to multiple interpretations. It may be a commentary on the dangers of giving power to those who are not equipped to handle it, or a reflection on the nihilism and decay of modern society.


Line by Line Meaning

I keep, I keep
I possess and retain.


Good ideas
Positive and constructive concepts and plans.


I keep, I keep giving bad
I possess and retain the ability to create and share harmful ideas


Giving bad people
Providing dangerous and malevolent individuals.


Giving bad people good ideas
Transferring harmful and malicious plans and thoughts to those who are capable of inflicting harm without encouragement.


Those who can't adjust
Individuals who are unable to adapt.


Tenfold dismantled pus
Rapid and severe destruction of a putrid substance.


Operandi minus modus
Disruptive actions and strategy but lacking organization.


My phlegm you to dust
My disdain and disregard for you reduces you to dust.


Dragon chaser
Pursuing impossible goals and fantasies.


I'll quit later
Procrastination and avoidance of responsibility.


Asteroid to midnight powder
A sudden and destructive force turned into a dust-like powder.


This like genocide, just louder
A violent and catastrophic event that is more intense and intrusive than genocide.


Fuck who we going after
Disinterest in the identity of those who they will harm.


Fuck them, I'ma have to fuck them over
Revenge and retaliation against those who have caused harm.


And the closer, show's over
The impending end of something that has come to an end, like a final curtain being drawn.


Bet bitch much, you wanna bet, bitch?
A challenge to put money on the line, often used in a hostile manner towards a woman.


Keep that O and X shit
The game of tic-tac-toe.


Feed a narc my driveway
Giving someone a false lead to incriminate them.


Don't trip 'cause I may
Don't worry because I have the potential to inflict harm.


I cough up locks, catatonic jingle
Difficulty breathing and a mental state described as being in a stupor.


Mausoleum treatment, strands of chemo
Medical treatment for a terminal illness, similar to preserving a corpse in a mausoleum.


Unwell out my slit gashes tempo
Suffering from a medical condition that affects the rhythm of one's body.


I'm crawling with swarming crescendo
An overwhelming sensation of pain or discomfort, approaching a climax.


Execution, my nerves I'm slurring
Taking action, despite feeling overwhelmed and anxious.


You deserve this, your worthless disturbs me
Believing that someone is not deserving of respect, and their existence is bothersome.


Mutter, stagger, I'm in you
Speaking incoherently and struggling to stand, while in physical proximity to someone.


I got you covered, scatter, you're meant to
Offering assistance to someone while simultaneously encouraging them to leave or flee.


Pull a lick real quick
Carrying out a robbery or theft at a rapid pace.


Made off, I fling
Escaping quickly and carelessly.


Shallow plots for senile kings
Weak and unconvincing plans to deceive those who are unable to think clearly.


Cruelty keeps me even
Malicious and harmful tendencies help calm and balance the individual.


I moan like flukes
Uttering sounds of distress or pain.


Euphoria follows puke
Experiencing relief or pleasure after a period of discomfort or vomiting.


I won't pull my chute
Not taking actions to lessen the impact of a difficult situation.


Lead-heavy lead us, remedy us
Being weighed down by heavy and toxic substances, and seeking relief or healing.


Hem me, I suffer to catch reflux
Suffering from a medical condition where stomach acid enters the esophagus.


I ingest reflux
Forcibly consuming a substance that has just left the body, such as vomiting and then swallowing the vomit.


Bile threshold, cortex deluxe
Experiencing the limit of the body's ability to handle stress and discomfort.


Torture me, lust
Feeling pleasure or excitement from being in pain or discomfort.


Holding horses with bacteria, uhh
Experiencing restraint or control over something with the use of harmful or infectious materials.


I'm downing this vial of old Siberia
Drinking a substance that is bitterly cold and inhospitable, similar to the Siberian region of Russia.


Overtoning mysteria
Being overwhelmed by a sense of mystery or intrigue.




Lyrics © WARP MUSIC LIMITED
Written by: STEFAN CORBIN BURNETT, ZACHARY CHARLES HILL, ANDREW MORIN

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Chase Hickson

I keep, I keep
Good ideas
I keep, I keep giving bad
Giving bad people

Giving bad people good ideas
I keep giving bad people good ideas

Those who can’t adjust
Tenfold dismantled pus
Operandi minus modus
My phlegm you to dust
Dragon chaser
I’ll quit later
Asteroid to midnight powder
This like genocide, just louder
Fuck who we going after
Fuck them, I’ma have to fuck them over
And the closer, show's over
Bet bitch much, you wanna bet, bitch?
Keep that O and X shit
Feed a narc my driveway
Don’t trip ‘cause I may

Giving bad people good ideas
I keep giving bad people good ideas

I cough up locks, catatonic jingle
Mausoleum treatment, strands of chemo
Unwell out my slit gashes tempo
I’m crawling with swarming crescendo
Execution, my nerves I’m slurring
You deserve this, your worthless disturbs me

I want you to next time
It doesn’t sound so bad when I say it in my mind
I want you to next time
It doesn’t sound so bad when I say it in my mind

Mutter, stagger, I’m in you
I got you covered, scatter, you’re meant to
Pull a lick real quick
Made off, I fling
Shallow plots for senile kings
Cruelty keeps me even
I moan like flukes
Euphoria follows puke
I won’t pull my chute

Giving bad people good ideas
I keep giving bad people good ideas
Giving bad people good ideas
I keep giving bad people good ideas

Lead-heavy lead us, remedy us
Hem me, I suffer to catch reflux
I ingest reflux
Bile threshold, cortex deluxe
Torture me, lust
Holding horses with bacteria, uhh
I’m downing this vial of old Siberia
Overtoning mysteria

I want you to next time
It doesn’t sound so bad when I say it in my mind
I want you to next time
It doesn’t sound so bad when I say it in my mind

Giving bad people good ideas
I keep giving bad people good ideas

Good ideas



TheRisingSun 777

I keep, I keep
Good ideas
I keep, I keep giving bad
Giving bad people
Giving bad people good ideas
I keep giving bad people good ideas
Those who can't adjust
Tenfold dismantled pus
Operandi minus modus
My phlegm you to dust
Dragon chaser
I'll quit later
Asteroid to midnight powder
This like genocide, just louder
Fuck who we going after
Fuck them, I'ma have to fuck them over
And the closer, show's over
Bet bitch much, you wanna bet, bitch?
Keep that O and X shit
Feed a narc my driveway
Don't trip 'cause I may
Giving bad people good ideas
I keep giving bad people good ideas
I cough up locks, catatonic jingle
Mausoleum treatment, strands of chemo
Unwell out my slit gashes tempo
I'm crawling with swarming crescendo
Execution, my nerves I'm slurring
You deserve this, your worthless disturbs me
I want you to next time
It doesn't sound so bad when I say it in my mind
I want you to next time
It doesn't sound so bad when I say it in my mind
Mutter, stagger, I'm in you
I got you covered, scatter, you're meant to
Pull a lick real quick
Made off, I fling
Shallow plots for senile kings
Cruelty keeps me even
I moan like flukes
Euphoria follows puke
I won't pull my chute
Giving bad people good ideas
I keep giving bad people good ideas
Giving bad people good ideas
I keep giving bad people good ideas
Lead-heavy lead us, remedy us
Hem me, I suffer to catch reflux
I ingest reflux
Bile threshold, cortex deluxe
Torture me, lust
Holding horses with bacteria, uhh
I'm downing this vial of old Siberia
Overtoning mysteria
I want you to next time
It doesn't sound so bad when I say it in my mind
I want you to next time
It doesn't sound so bad when I say it in my mind
Giving bad people good ideas
I keep giving bad people good ideas
Good ideas



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Maximiliano Orellana

"Directed by Death Grips"

I mean, who else could have directed this masterpiece

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David Lynch would.

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I HAVE A NEW THEORY, alan tutorial, after escaping from that place he was trapped in found mc ride, then mc ride made him play drums for years, and then made him the drummer... after killing the other drummer guy for some reson

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hayGen sUrgi perfection

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By god alan has some bad sweats then

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The Lord and Saviour, Catto Christ

death grips is literally the only band that could make a catchy, fast bpm song and then have the music video for it be their drummer fucking about with a shoe for 3 minutes

Saturnine

Maybe a Death or Black metal band can that too

theobsidianshvl

nope only death grips

Broadstone Productions

He probably destroyed it making those drums bruh

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