No Love
Death Grips Lyrics


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How the trip never stops
On and on, it's beyond insane
Why I set myself up
In a raging sea of flames?

You're fit ta learn the proper meaning of a beatdown
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 sick transmission 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 beatdown
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 staircase 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
Blew straight through, you 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
Headhunter 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 trust 'em, never did
What it is

You're fit ta learn the proper meanin' of a beatdown
Madness chaos in the brain




Let my blood, flow make my blood flow through you mane
You got no business questioning a thang

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Death Grips's song "No Love" are intense and dark. The repeated phrase "You're fit ta learn the proper meaning of a beatdown" sets the tone of the song, which is chaotic and violent. The first stanza talks about how the "trip never stops" and how the singer sets themselves up in a "raging sea of flames." This can be interpreted as a reference to drug use as well as the chaotic nature of their life. The second stanza talks about the "sick transmission" that "huffs your brain" and how the singer exhales their will and forgets those who they once knew. This suggests a disregard for relationships and a focus on one's own violent tendencies.


The chorus of the song repeats the phrase "You're fit ta learn the proper meaning of a beatdown," which further emphasizes the violent nature of the song. The verses continue with violent imagery, such as "slit them, choke, flip them boat / dead bitch float swollen corpse." The singer seems to revel in their violent tendencies and even suggests that others will beg them to do it again.


The final stanza talks about being "flat busted on front street" and how the singer is done with being "tame." They embrace their violent nature and find pleasure in inflicting harm. The chorus repeats once again, further emphasizing the song's central theme of violence and chaos. Overall, the lyrics to "No Love" are intense and harrowing, with a focus on the darker aspects of human nature.


Line by Line Meaning

How the trip never stops
The tormenting ordeal is unending


On and on, it's beyond insane
It's a state of madness, an endless loop that's gone far beyond sanity


Why I set myself up
Why did I willingly subject myself to this pain and madness?


In a raging sea of flames?
In an overwhelming and uncontrollable inferno


You're fit ta learn the proper meaning of a beatdown
Prepare yourself to experience a brutal attack


Madness chaos in the brain
A chaotic and insane mental state


Let my blood flow, make my blood flow through you mane
Let the aggression and violence in me flow through you


You got no business questioning a thang
Don't even think about doubting or challenging me


Never not on it, leanin' so hard you're ashamed
Always high on drugs, so deep that you feel embarrassed about it


You can't dismiss this sick transmission huffs your brain
You can't ignore this twisted message that clouds your mind


Exhale your will and forget I ever knew you
Relinquish control and forget about ever being associated with me


Fuck do you do?
What are you even capable of doing?


Fuck a man wit hips for hulu
Who cares about a man with feminine hips?


Rack a snitch chalk and cue you
Prepare to be punished and exposed for being a snitch


Corner pocket consume you
You'll be swallowed whole like a ball in the corner pocket of a pool table


Too many hoes in my muthaf***in' meal
I have too many women in my life, it's overwhelming


Askin' if I know how a muthaf***a feels
They ask if I can empathize with their pain and struggles


How a muthaf***a feels
What it's like to experience this pain and misery


Slit them, choke, flip them boat
Kill them, choke them, and flip their bodies over


Dead bitch float swollen corpse
A dead woman's body floating, bloated and disfigured


No remorse navigated off course
No regret for veering off course and causing destruction


Of course I can make you scream but if you ask for more
I can make you scream in pain, but don't expect me to show mercy


Bullshit matador grab the floor whip it cracked to all fours
Like a bullfighter, I grab you and force you to submit to me


You whimper while I check my phone
You're crying and begging for mercy while I check my phone


Who's next assassin roam
Who will be my next target to assassinate and torment?


Music drifts, I have no home
The music takes me away, I have no real place to call home


Choose this life, you're on your own
If you choose this life of violence and chaos, you'll be alone in it


Swallowed way too much
I've consumed too much drugs and madness


Couldn't handle it, I fell
I couldn't cope with it and fell into a spiral of despair


Down a spiral staircase winding ta hell
I fell down a never-ending spiral of pain and misery


Fuck it, now I can't quit, will never be the same
I don't care anymore, I can't quit and my life will never be the same


I got that attitude, you got no thang
I have the confidence and aggression, while you have nothing


I'm fit ta hurt you, gives a fuck about the way I move weight
I'm capable of causing you pain, and I don't care about the consequences of my actions


Dark matter flu state of consciousness
A state of hallucination and altered reality


Blew straight through, you won't do shit
I blew through you like wind, and you can't do anything about it


But beg me to do this
You'll beg me to hurt you again and again


Again and again and again and again
The cycle of pain and torment repeats endlessly


Strangler clutch sine wave deconstruct
A killer's grip on their victim, breaking them down to nothing


My way or no way bangin' hey makin' lust
It's my way or nothing, and I'm driven by my desire for destruction


Lucid nut shake, shake it up
A clear and intense feeling of madness, shaking things up


Booyakah
A phrase of joy or triumph


You're a bitch made to be crushed
You're weak and meant to be destroyed


Came like what now you crave my touch
At first, you resisted, but now you're addicted to my violence


Flat busted on front street cake cuppin'
Caught and exposed for being a snitch or traitor


Say you wasn't lion mane
You're lying, you were always my enemy


I done been done with tame
I've moved beyond being tamed or controlled


Headhunter fuck the fame
I seek out victims and don't care about fame or attention


Switch lanin' ripper slangin'
A change in tactics, ripping apart and slaughtering my enemies


Hit me nuclear wind at my back
Facing a radioactive explosion with nothing to lose


Smokin' goldfish at the photo mat
Doing drugs while hanging out at a photo booth


Load my clap-clap can't trust 'em, never did
Loading a gun with the intention of not trusting anyone, ever


What it is
This is the madness and depravity that defines my life




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

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Argo and he didn’t even study im proud of the boy

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He just gets a "yes"

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were you all given 3d glasses? I did not see them being handed out. I feel like a silly goose now as i seizure and the floor and cum while the crowd gathers.

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