Guillotine
Death Grips feat. Mexican Girl Lyrics
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It goes, it goes, it goes, it goes
Guillotine yah
Sit in the dark and ponder how I'm fit to make the bottom fall through the floor
And they all fall down yah
It goes, it goes, it goes, it goes
Out of the shadows barrage of witch tongue
Cobra spit over apocalyptic cult killer cauldron smoke
Stomp music seriously yah
It goes, it goes, it goes, it goes
Guillotine yah
Can't stop the groove licks jaws clear off them locks relentless raw movement
Fit to knock you from here to that g-spot body rock connected
To everything you want, ever did want
We got it why not come get it, stick your head in that hole
And watch me drop this cold guillotine death sentence yah
It goes, it goes, it goes, it goes
Guillotine yah
Hidden art, between and beneath, every fragmented, figure of speech,
Tongue in reverse, whenever the beat, causes my jaws to call
Out out out out yah
The screens flashing red, can't see shit but heads
Spinning exorcist like planets
Out of orbit off the edge
Off mine axis whipping through doors to far more than all that’s ever been said yah
Tie the chord kick the chair and your dead yah
Yah guillotine yah guillotine yah
Head of a trick in a bucket
Body of a trick in a bag
And thrown in the fire like fuck it
Gotta burn it before it goes bad
One too many times been disgusted
By the stench of rot is such a drag yah
Get broke by the street like blood stained glass yah
Choke on these nuts til the very last yah
It goes, it goes, it goes, it goes
Guillotine yah
Serial number, killing machine
The illest of means
To an end built on the filthy sound
You're experiencing yah
It goes, it goes, it goes, it goes
Guillotine yah
Tinted windows, bulletproof
The slip knot fixing rope to noose
To the grave stone grinder of cold steel
The passion that blinds me so I feel yah
Can't let go, no it flows through our veins
Blows through our tunnels and rattles our chains
And they all fall down yah
The song "Guillotine" by Death Grips feat. Mexican Girl is a track full of powerful imagery and abstract lyrics that are open to interpretation. The repeated phrase "it goes, it goes, it goes, it goes" may represent the unstoppable force of life or the inevitability of death. The song seems to be about the power dynamics between different groups of people or institutions. The "bottom" of society is falling out, and the powerful are toppling over. There is a sense of chaos and darkness as Death Grips delivers lines like "out of the shadows barrage of witch tongue" and "cobra spit over apocalyptic cult killer cauldron smoke."
The lyrics also explore themes of violence and justice. The guillotine, a notorious instrument of capital punishment during the French Revolution, represents the violent and uncompromising nature of judgment. Death Grips seems to be criticizing the justice system and suggesting that it is corrupt and unjust. The line "head of a trick in a bucket, body of a trick in a bag" could be interpreted as a metaphor for the dehumanization that occurs when people are punished or executed by a society that has lost its humanity. The lyrics are dark, but also deeply philosophical and introspective.
Line by Line Meaning
It goes, it goes, it goes, it goes
The intense feeling of the situation is building up
Guillotine yah
The final blow or the ultimate consequence
Sit in the dark and ponder how I'm fit to make the bottom fall through the floor
Thinking about how to create a dangerous and catastrophic situation
And they all fall down yah
Witnessing the consequences of one's actions
Out of the shadows barrage of witch tongue
Sudden burst of aggressive and violent behavior
Cobra spit over apocalyptic cult killer cauldron smoke
Using toxic and harmful words to create a deadly environment
Stomp music seriously yah
The beat is serious and intense
Can't stop the groove licks jaws clear off them locks relentless raw movement
The beat is so strong and powerful that it can break any barrier in its way
Fit to knock you from here to that g-spot body rock connected
The music is so powerful that it can take control of your whole body
To everything you want, ever did want
Offering everything you need or desire
We got it why not come get it, stick your head in that hole
Encouraging you to take advantage of what's being offered
And watch me drop this cold guillotine death sentence yah
A warning that the consequences will be deadly and irreversible
Hidden art, between and beneath, every fragmented, figure of speech
Cryptic messages are hidden in the lyrics
Tongue in reverse, whenever the beat, causes my jaws to call out out out out yah
The music is so powerful that it makes you speak in tongues
The screens flashing red, can't see shit but heads
The situation is chaotic and violent
Spinning exorcist like planets
Violently spinning out of control
Off of orbit off the edge off mine axis whipping through doors to far more than all that’s ever been said yah
Completely losing control and going beyond what was thought to be possible
Tie the chord kick the chair and your dead yah
A reference to suicide and death
Head of a trick in a bucket, body of a trick in a bag
A graphic reference to violence and murder
And thrown in the fire like fuck it, gotta burn it before it goes bad
Violently disposing of evidence to avoid consequences
One too many times been disgusted by the stench of rot is such a drag yah
Feeling overwhelmed by the negativity and violence in the world
Get broke by the street like blood stained glass yah
A metaphor for the violent and dangerous environment
Choke on these nuts til the very last yah
A vulgar reference to asserting dominance
Serial number, killing machine
A reference to weapons and violence
The illest of means
Extreme and violent methods
To an end built on the filthy sound
A metaphor for the destructive and violent nature of the music
You're experiencing yah
The listener is experiencing the effects of the music
Tinted windows, bulletproof
A reference to a car used for a drive-by shooting
The slip knot fixing rope to noose
A violent reference to self-harm
To the grave stone grinder of cold steel
A metaphor for death and violence
The passion that blinds me so I feel yah
The intensity of the situation is overwhelming
Can't let go, no it flows through our veins
The violence and intensity are a part of our nature
Blows through our tunnels and rattles our chains
The violence and intensity shake us to our core
And they all fall down yah
The consequences of the intense situation become clear
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LYRICS
Lord of the Game
Death Grips
Into the flame, into the fire
With no regard for a thing, fuck that I'm the lord of the game
I rule this empire (I am the God of hell fire)
Lord of the game
Born to reign above all that you claim to know beyond a doubt
Cuz no one has came even close to the train
Of thought we drop like neutron bombs from the tower
Control this and bang this, then watch it rise higher
Than anything seen in your entire
Life spent in chains, sonic live wire
Electrified rain from the lips of the driver
Whippin the wheel
Flippin donuts to peel
Out on the face of the base, where's my lighter?
Need it to kill one more and chill while I feel
It so much my gut burns like the tires
Movin this movement of real shit inspired
By all that has come before this and was done
For the real ones packin real guns loaded with power
Shower the slums with power from the war
Marching drums that have come to devour
The weakness that runs when we come
Fuckin cowards
When they tell you you must make it
And you think hell no
Got a bad feeling and can't shake it
Hits so low
Lord of the game
Born to reign above all that you claim to know beyond a doubt
Cuz no one has came even close to the train of thought
We drop like neutron bombs from the tower
'Pon which we maintain
Like soldiers of fame
And fortune denied as to to get by without the
Bullshit coming at me from all sides
Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide
Told me it was all good, but they lied
Don't wait to see whites of their eyes
Death to everyone who does not recognize
Wars never done, think it is you die
Where was I now
Like I said before
Hear someone knockin
At my front door
Who could it be, should I ignore
The knockin or see what could be in store
For me if I leave the safety of the shore
So many options, so little time
To do what I want 'fore the end of the line
Places its blade in the small of my spine
Is it paranoia, is it real?
How long can a man enjoy what he doesn't feel
When they ask if you can make it
And you don't wanna go
When they tell you you must make it
And you think hell no
Got a bad feeling and can't shake it
Hits so low
Rather be stuck naked
Than waste my time like the last time
And every time before that
Don't waste my time even one more time
When you know that shit is whack
Don't make me remind of you of the last time you
Said you'd never go back
Fuck where you're from
Fuck where you're goin
It's all about where you're at
@DickDreamhands
just annihilated my 6 year old nephew in uno
edit: i am no longer allowed to babysit
@jennydeathlol
Chad move
@bebbist
good job.
@abigguy354
king
@waldorfthepig1431
Ok
@madgigahz
show no mercy
@jonathanalberts459
“I am the god of hellfire”
“I am the beast I worship”
DG really helping me with my self confidence
@fostertv7495
Ok
@nottherealpaulsmith
mr. grips believes in you
@joeim12
DG is more about self destruction bro