The group officially formed December 21, 2010, and released its first single and video for "Full Moon (Death Classic)" on March 8, 2011. On April 26, 2011, they released their debut album, the mixtape Exmilitary. NBCNewYork.com called it "an intense, dark listen."
On February 27, 2012 Death Grips signed with Epic and released two albums the same year. The first official album, The Money Store, was released on April 24. Music videos were made for the singles "Blackjack," "Get Got," and "Fever (Aye Aye)." The track "Lost Boys" was also released alone with no video accompaniment.
After a month and a half long ARG involving the deep web, and a spat with Epic over its release, Death Grips leaked the album No Love Deep Web on its website on October 1st, 2012. This resulted in someone closing down the band's website. The band said it was done by the label, which the label denied shortly.
On November 13, 2013, the band spontaneously made available their third LP within two years, Government Plates. The album was posted to their soundcloud page and website, much like No Love Deep Web, but without any sort of lead up or prior hype, except one single, Birds released months beforehand, taking most listeners by complete surprise.
On June 8, 2014, Death Grips released the first half of a new double album featuring BjΓΆrk, The Powers That B. Disc 1 is titled Niggas on the Moon, and features heavy sampling of BjΓΆrk's vocal snippets. Disc 2 is titled Jenny Death.
On July 2, 2014, Death Grips announced on Facebook that they have canceled all tour dates, and are finished as a band, stating: "we are now at our best and so Death Grips is over. we have officially stopped. all currently scheduled live dates are canceled. our upcoming double album "the powers that b" will still be delivered worldwide later this year via Harvest/Third Worlds Records. Death Grips was and always has been a conceptual art exhibition anchored by sound and vision. above and beyond a "band". to our truest fans, please stay legend."
On March 24, 2015, Death Grips announced a world tour, confirming the group is currently active. Their double album, The Powers That B was released officially on March 31, 2015.
On February 7, 2016 the single "Hot Head" from their upcoming album "Bottomless Pit" was dropped.
On March 13, 2016, a video was posted on their official channel of the band being interviewed by Matthew Hoffman. The original audio was removed and replaced with instrumentals made by the band.
On March 18, 2016, the band released more information about the upcoming album, Bottomless Pit. The front and back covers were shown as well as the track list.
Bottomless Pit was released on May 6, 2016, with "Hot Head" and "Eh" as singles. Music videos were produced for "Eh" and "Giving Bad People Good Ideas".
On May 30, 2016, Death Grips released a new track, "More Than the Fairy" featuring musician Les Claypool.
On May 22, 2017, Death Grips announced they were working on a new album, while simultaneously releasing a track/mix entitled "Steroids (Crouching Tiger Hidden Gabber Megamix)", featuring 7 new songs.
In March of 2018, the trio posted two photos on their Instagram account (@bbpoltergiest) stating that they were working on the new record with Andrew Adamson, the director of the Shrek series, and Justin Chancellor, the bassist from Tool.
On March 22, 2018, the band announced on their website (thirdworlds.net) that their new album "Year of the Snitch" was "coming soon..."
April 6, 2018, the cover artwork for "Year of the Snitch" is posted on the band's Facebook page.
On June 22nd, Year of the Snitch was released accompanied by five singles: Shitshow, Hahaha, Flies, Black Paint and Streaky. Rolling Stone would go on to name Black Paint song of the summer.
Spread Eagle Across The Block
Death Grips Lyrics
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I fuck the music, I make it cum
I fuck the music with my serpent tongue
Wanna beer, have no fear, comes and goes, man it's here
No one knows, feels so weird, when it blows through my bones
I got a jones for it, I wanna know more
I want some more of it, I want too much
I got so bored with it, I shot it up
Wanna light my torch with it and get all fucked up
What is it, where is it, how will it affect me
Fuck that shit, I need that shits bound to be the death of me
Fuck buying it I'm taking it and sharing it with nobody
Cause all I really need is some cool shit to mob
Like driving down the street to the beat of a blow job
I own that shit, on some throw back shit, you already know that shit
You even know 'bout how I know the man who grows that, biatch
You can't buy it with your money, you can't find it overseas
It's one of those things that seems outlandish 'til you have it's not a dream
As for me, I'm cool with it and that's alright cause it's my thing
What is it, where is it, how will it affect me
Work that angle 'til it's beveled, curve of the blade doubled
Edge made to bleed the struggle, best believe the game's a hustle
Observer of the strange occurrences, conjurer of the subtle
Unseen but felt disturbances that burst a bitches bubble
That's right it's all mine, it's all mine never was yours
Like how you wait in line while I walk straight through the door, straight through the
Hear you say something but ain't nothing, spectators ignored
Pay no mind to that chump's, just a player hatin' whore
I fuck the music, I make it cum
I fuck the music with my serpent tongue
Ain't no fun if the aliens can't have none
How I fuck it dirty, how I make it twitch and scream
How it screams oh baby hurt me, work me to the bone oh please
How I bend the rhythm over and hit, hit, hit it on my knees
Give, give, give it up, I need it all the time
Bleed it on the drop of a dime, down to pound it 'til it shines
Moonlit lake of blood red wine, make no mistake, I makes it mine
Break shit down and make it grind to the groove used to align
The cascading shades of jaded blues with these rhymes
Nuclear steeze creeps and winds
Through secrets behind and between every time I scream
Shit is mine, it's all mine
All the time, shit is mine
What is it, where is it, how will it affect me
Fuck that shit, I need that shit
Thought you knew, thought you thought, thought you did but did not
Come on through what you got, is it cool, is it hot?
Check one two, man don't stop, I'm not through black blood clot
In my view like that twat spread eagle cross the block
Need no ego to rock
What we know just gets dropped, how we keep shit on lock
Cause all I really need is some cool shit to mob
Like driving down the street to the beat of a blow job
Shit is mine, it's all mine
All the time, shit is mine
The lyrics to Death Grips's "Spread Eagle Cross the Block" appear to be a celebration of the experience of listening to and creating music. The sexual language used throughout the song positions music as an object of desire, something to be fucked and made to cum. However, the lyrics also suggest a sense of addiction to the rush that comes from listening to music. The repeated refrain of "What is it, where is it, how will it affect me" implies a constant quest for something new and exciting in music.
The line, "You can't buy it with your money, you can't find it overseas," suggests that the song is not about material possessions or commercial success, but about the intrinsic value of music itself. The singer seems to take pride in his ability to access and appreciate music that others may not understand or appreciate. The line "Ain't no fun if the aliens can't have none" reinforces this idea that music is meant to be shared with those who appreciate it.
Overall, "Spread Eagle Cross the Block" presents a portrayal of music as a powerful force, capable of evoking intense emotional responses and inspiring a sense of community among like-minded fans.
Line by Line Meaning
Spread eagle cross the block
Pushing through life with reckless abandon, taking risks and embracing the unknown.
I fuck the music, I make it cum
Creating music with intense passion and emotion, putting everything into the craft.
I fuck the music with my serpent tongue
Manipulating the sounds in a seductive and sensual way, taking control of the music.
Wanna beer, have no fear, comes and goes, man it's here
Desiring temporary pleasure and escapism, but recognizing its fleeting nature and embracing it.
No one knows, feels so weird, when it blows through my bones
Experiencing a rush of sensation and energy that is difficult to articulate or understand.
I got a jones for it, I wanna know more
Feeling a strong craving or desire for the music and wanting to explore it further.
Cause it's 'bout what I got to show for it
Knowing that the effort put into the music will pay off in the end with a final product to be proud of.
I want some more of it, I want too much
Feeling insatiable in the desire for the music, wanting to consume as much as possible.
I got so bored with it, I shot it up
Growing tired of the music and using drugs to reinvigorate the passion and excitement.
Wanna light my torch with it and get all fucked up
Using the music as a way to escape and indulge in reckless behavior.
What is it, where is it, how will it affect me
Asking questions about the music and its impact, trying to understand its significance.
Fuck that shit, I need that shits bound to be the death of me
Knowing that the music and the lifestyle surrounding it is dangerous and destructive, but being unable to resist its allure.
Fuck buying it I'm taking it and sharing it with nobody
Refusing to pay for the music and keeping it to oneself, emphasizing its personal nature.
Cause all I really need is some cool shit to mob
Desiring something unique and exciting to share with others and elevate oneself above the norm.
Like driving down the street to the beat of a blow job
Experiencing pleasure and thrill in unexpected and unconventional ways, embracing taboo behavior.
I own that shit, on some throw back shit, you already know that shit
Claiming ownership and mastery over the music, confident in the skill and talent behind it.
You even know 'bout how I know the man who grows that, biatch
Boasting connections and insider knowledge about the music industry and those involved in it.
You can't buy it with your money, you can't find it overseas
Emphasizing the exclusivity and personal nature of the music, unable to be bought or replicated elsewhere.
It's one of those things that seems outlandish 'til you have it's not a dream
Describing the indescribable nature of the music, something that can't be understood until experienced firsthand.
As for me, I'm cool with it and that's alright cause it's my thing
Being content and happy with the music and the lifestyle it brings, regardless of its dangerous nature.
Work that angle 'til it's beveled, curve of the blade doubled
Working hard and tirelessly to perfect one's craft, honing and sharpening skills.
Edge made to bleed the struggle, best believe the game's a hustle
Acknowledging the competitive and difficult nature of the music industry, realizing that one must fight to succeed.
Observer of the strange occurrences, conjurer of the subtle
Noticing and experiencing the peculiar and unique aspects of the music industry, using that to shape and influence one's own work.
Unseen but felt disturbances that burst a bitches bubble
Creating tension and unease through music and performance, impacting and challenging the expectations of the audience.
That's right it's all mine, it's all mine never was yours
Emphasizing the personal nature and ownership of the music and one's own work, not meant for anyone else but the creator.
Like how you wait in line while I walk straight through the door, straight through the
Being confident and assured in one's own success and talent, bypassing traditional methods and expectations.
Hear you say something but ain't nothing, spectators ignored
Ignoring the opinions of others and staying focused on the music and the work itself.
Pay no mind to that chump's, just a player hatin' whore
Disregarding and disrespecting those who criticize or belittle one's work and talent.
Ain't no fun if the aliens can't have none
Enjoying and embracing the weird and unconventional aspects of the music, sharing it with those who can appreciate it.
How I fuck it dirty, how I make it twitch and scream
Creating music that is intense and raw, inducing strong reactions and emotions in the listener.
How it screams oh baby hurt me, work me to the bone oh please
Describing the power and passion behind the music, the intense emotion and drive that goes into its creation.
How I bend the rhythm over and hit, hit, hit it on my knees
Manipulating and shaping the music to one's will, putting in the physical effort to create something unique and powerful.
Give, give, give it up, I need it all the time
Desiring and craving the music constantly, needing it in order to feel fulfilled and satisfied.
Bleed it on the drop of a dime, down to pound it 'til it shines
Putting everything into the music, working hard and tirelessly to perfect and refine it.
Moonlit lake of blood red wine, make no mistake, I makes it mine
Creating something that is dark and intense, taking ownership and pride in the music itself.
Break shit down and make it grind to the groove used to align
Breaking down and manipulating the music to create a specific sound or feeling, bending it to one's will.
The cascading shades of jaded blues with these rhymes
Creating a complex and layered sound, combining different elements and styles to make something unique.
Nuclear steeze creeps and winds
Creating a sound that is explosive and powerful, but also refined and precise.
Through secrets behind and between every time I scream
Creating something that is emotional and intense, driven by personal passion and experience.
Need no ego to rock
Creating and performing music out of passion and love, not for the sake of personal gain or ego.
What we know just gets dropped, how we keep shit on lock
Creating something that is unique and groundbreaking, keeping it fresh and exciting to always push the boundaries.
Shit is mine, it's all mine
Emphasizing the personal nature and ownership of the music and one's own work, not meant for anyone else but the creator.
All the time, shit is mine
Emphasizing the constant and unyielding nature of the passion and drive behind the music, always putting in the work to create something truly one-of-a-kind.
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The Beat Goes Round
Lyrics:
Spread eagle cross the block
I fuck the music, I make it cum
I fuck the music with my serpent tongue
Wanna beer, have no fear, comes and goes, man it's here
No one knows, feels so weird, when it blows through my bones
I got a jones for it, I wanna know more
Cause it's 'bout what I got to show for it
I want some more of it, I want too much
I got so bored with it, I shot it up
Wanna light my torch with it and get all fucked up
What is it, where is it, how will it affect me
Fuck that shit, I need that shits bound to be the death of me
Fuck buying it I'm taking it and sharing it with nobody
Cause all I really need is some cool shit to mob
Like driving down the street to the beat of a blow job
I own that shit, on some throw back shit, you already know that shit
You even know 'bout how I know the man who grows that, biatch
You can't buy it with your money, you can't find it overseas
It's one of those things that seems outlandish 'til you have it's not a dream
As for me, I'm cool with it and that's alright cause it's my thing
What is it, where is it, how will it affect me
Work that angle 'til it's beveled, curve of the blade doubled
Edge made to bleed the struggle, best believe the game's a hustle
Observer of the strange occurrences, conjurer of the subtle
Unseen but felt disturbances that burst a bitches bubble
That's right it's all mine, it's all mine never was yours
Like how you wait in line while I walk straight through the door, straight through the
Hear you say something but ain't nothing, spectators ignored
Pay no mind to that chump's, just a player hatin' whore
I fuck the music, I make it cum
I fuck the music with my serpent tongue
Ain't no fun if the aliens can't have none
How I fuck it dirty, how I make it twitch and scream
How it screams oh baby hurt me, work me to the bone oh please
How I bend the rhythm over and hit, hit, hit it on my knees
Give, give, give it up, I need it all the time
Bleed it on the drop of a dime, down to pound it 'til it shines
Moonlit lake of blood red wine, make no mistake, I makes it mine
Break shit down and make it grind to the groove used to align
The cascading shades of jaded blues with these rhymes
Nuclear steeze creeps and winds
Through secrets behind and between every time I scream
Shit is mine, it's all mine
All the time, shit is mine
What is it, where is it, how will it affect me
Fuck that shit, I need that shit
Thought you knew, thought you thought, thought you did but did not
Come on through what you got, is it cool, is it hot?
Check one two, man don't stop, I'm not through black blood clot
In my view like that twat spread eagle cross the block
Need no ego to rock
What we know just gets dropped, how we keep shit on lock
Cause all I really need is some cool shit to mob
Like driving down the street to the beat of a blow job
Shit is mine, it's all mine
All the time, shit is mine
Ray The Pizza Guy
The song that was sampled for the instrumental was Rumble by Link Wray, which was banned from the radio for fear that it would incite violence in rebellious youth, despite the fact that it had no lyrics.
idk idk
Iβm glad you said this for some reason
H8erfisternator
It was also hated for being riddled with audio-feedback.
Crappy Old Account
wat
maxy
The only instrumental banned on the radio
Willy Art
@idk idk power chords babey
γγ
The first 15 seconds is the best way to introduce someone to death grips
Marcos F. Maciel
it sounds like something out of Tim and Eric Awesome Show (which I love)
Mother Rosie
This was the first song I heard of theirs. I was instantly hooked
Jo Stauber
fact