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Inanimate Sensation - Death Grips.lrc

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[00:03.94][Verse 1]
[00:54.76]Inanimate sensation
[00:59.92]Vantage perspective from objective it came from
[01:03.87]Inanimate situation
[01:08.28]No relation close liaison
[01:12.05]No conversation, no social contagion
[01:15.60]Bother me, wanna be comrade intrusive
[01:19.77]I remain
[01:21.23]Inanimate aloof skip
[01:24.46]Counterfeit
[01:25.32]Like no can do niggas
[01:27.87]My vinyl vibrate higher than you, nigga
[01:32.05]I represent, ain't meant to pursue which
[01:35.95]One of you, oh you all wanna ride, well I ain't got room stress
[01:40.20]While we continue to make shit tight the loosest
[01:43.48]Aaaah
[01:46.54][Hook]
[01:52.56]Blown out
[02:04.33]Base
[02:11.73]Blown out
[02:13.07]Base
[02:25.31][Verse 2]
[02:27.30]You got a minute
[02:28.25]You're in my way
[02:29.01]What's wrong
[02:29.90]Wrong with who
[02:31.00]So what's going on
[02:31.79]Okay
[02:33.04]Where you at right now
[02:33.78]I'm not with you
[02:34.83]Inanimate persuasion
[02:38.92]Strictly still life with all of my occasion
[02:41.88]Inanimate surge of inspiration
[02:45.28]Glow like thermonuclear invasion
[02:50.61]Compared to swapping thoughts regurgitation
[02:54.46]I revel in lack of slightest acquaintance
[02:58.74]No rancid level after taste inanimate negate opinion
[03:06.52]As it unravel like enigmatic onion
[03:10.25]Layers of interdimensional dominion
[03:14.50][Hook]
[03:15.81]Blown out
[03:17.05]Base
[03:18.84][Verse 3]
[03:19.10]Yeah, nigga
[03:23.53]My smoke, my butane
[03:25.08]My boots, my headphones, my medicated noose
[03:28.61]My deadroom, my schwartzwald hat, my Mac
[03:30.07]My macaque skull, my lysergic stash
[03:32.06]Empty streets at night, my bike
[03:33.82]Apartment sink filled with dry ice
[03:35.81]Condemned tenement, brandished rail spike
[03:37.96]Disturb in flat noir and stale white
[03:39.87]Grey cloud curled around my bearded compound like boa
[03:44.53]One of two thunderbolt we ain't broke on tour
[03:48.53]Concrète antique trapdoor twenty-four
[03:52.46]Spots to get that get right
[03:55.06]When I gotta get right some more
[03:56.60]Type of get right I can't afford
[03:58.80]I covet these things more than any living
[04:02.54]I've never been
[04:04.43][Hook]
[04:04.89]Blown out
[04:06.34]Base
[04:07.94][Verse 4]
[04:09.73]I'm so Northern California, I call scratch "bammer"
[04:24.00]Pure overhander
[04:25.85]Live show on a banner
[04:27.84]Axl Rose in a blender
[04:29.70]Slash on Satan's fender
[04:31.84]Rick James on the cover
[04:33.79]Running through your lover
[04:35.74]Like mean Mr. Mustard
[04:37.80]Stadium style
[04:39.76]For those who came to jock
[04:42.20]Watch that man salute you
[04:45.65]Endless nameless Lady Godivas we snoop to
[04:51.88]Like eighty-three mermaids in Brooklyn Zoo
[04:55.84]Inanimate ghetto box we used to pimp through
[04:59.93][Hook]
[05:00.13]Blown out
[05:01.52]Base
[05:03.96][Bridge]
[05:04.66]Inanimate fixation
[05:08.33]Obsessed with my demo tape collection
[05:12.36]Inanimate riffs I'm glazin
[05:16.30]Brag you're making music, naw, you're makin' bacon
[05:20.39]Skinhead, skinhead inna dublin
[05:24.42]I like my iPod more than niggas
[05:28.51][Hook]
[05:29.06]Blown out
[05:47.70]Base
[05:53.75]Blown out
[05:55.47]Base
[05:59.00]
text lyrics

Inanimate sensation
Vantage perspective from objective it came from
Inanimate situation
No relation close liaison
No conversation, no social contagion
Bother me, wanna be comrade intrusive
I remain
Inanimate aloof skip
Counterfeit
Like no can do niggas
My vinyl vibrate higher than you, nigga
I represent, ain't meant to pursue which
One of you, oh you all wanna ride, well I ain't got room stress
While we continue to make shit tight the loosest
Aaaah
Blown out
Base
Blown out
Base
You got a minute
You're in my way
What's wrong
Wrong with who
So what's going on
Okay
Where you at right now
I'm not with you
Inanimate persuasion
Strictly still life with all of my occasion
Inanimate surge of inspiration
Glow like thermonuclear invasion
Compared to swapping thoughts regurgitation
I revel in lack of slightest acquaintance
No rancid level after taste inanimate negate opinion
As it unravel like enigmatic onion
Layers of interdimensional dominion
Blown out
Base
Yeah, nigga
My smoke, my butane
My boots, my headphones, my medicated noose
My deadroom, my schwartzwald hat, my Mac
My macaque skull, my lysergic stash
Empty streets at night, my bike
Apartment sink filled with dry ice
Condemned tenement, brandished rail spike
Disturb in flat noir and stale white
Grey cloud curled around my bearded compound like boa
One of two thunderbolt we ain't broke on tour
Concrète antique trapdoor twenty-four
Spots to get that get right
When I gotta get right some more
Type of get right I can't afford
I covet these things more than any living
I've never been
Blown out
Base
I'm so Northern California, I call scratch "bammer"
Pure overhander
Live show on a banner
Axl Rose in a blender
Slash on Satan's fender
Rick James on the cover
Running through your lover
Like mean Mr. Mustard
Stadium style
For those who came to jock
Watch that man salute you
Endless nameless Lady Godivas we snoop to
Like eighty-three mermaids in Brooklyn Zoo
Inanimate ghetto box we used to pimp through
Blown out
Base
Inanimate fixation
Obsessed with my demo tape collection
Inanimate riffs I'm glazin
Brag you're making music, naw, you're makin' bacon
Skinhead, skinhead inna dublin
I like my iPod more than niggas
Blown out
Base
Blown out
Base