d**h Grips - The Fever lyrics

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d**h Grips - The Fever lyrics

How'd you know? 'Cause I was there Yeah, that sh** go Came prepared Set it slow rolled Anticipation grow slow Deviated septum blow hole Sugar cane ko ko Aye, aye, pa** the dro my way Or no way twenty fo no 25-8 Thought you knew Suicide lane f** you Grab my crotch, what's my name? Been round the block Hangin' scumbag slangin' Pay dirt cave in Takin' no prisoners No escaping wash brain hook Nothin' I'm sayin' Aye, aye, know what I'm sayin'? I got the diamonds, scrapin' Sidin', wastin' my life In altered states, dem Back it up I got the fever Sprayin' execution, witch fingernails clawin' through dem Crawlin through dem Tunnels losing Touch with everything I'm doin' Aaarrrggghh... ma** confusion Can't make more electrocution Half co*ked full tilt Rabid dog Filth aarrrggghhh Know what I'm sayin'? f** it Upside down in a Soft top bucket Screamin' Shred it I got the diamonds, scrapin' Sidin', wastin' my life In altered states, dem Back it up I got the fever Let me off, screeching halt Concussion blinding Not my fault Ankles tied to cinder blocks Aye, aye By any means necesserated Blade cut me Sewer drain grated Bubonic plague Spreaded faceless Lurking in the deadest spaces On your knees, black goat an*s Christo anti clan of shameless Came ta whip those Into shameless Here we go, devastated Here we go Here we go Diamonds scrapin' the marrow, out my core Who's in the mirror? Who's at the door? Someone's there Wasn't there before Ceiling connected To the chord Pull it! Pull that sh**! Pull that sh**! I got the diamonds, scrapin' Sidin', wastin' my life In altered states, dem Back it up I got the fever