Released: November 13, 2013

Songwriter: Zach Hill MC Ride

Producer: Andy Morin Zach Hill

[Intro]
(Pirate)

[Chorus]
I'm on that v, on that yellow pill shit
Fuck the deal is, fuck, kill, steal shit, fuck real
I'm on that v, on that yellow pill shit
Fuck the deal is, fuck, kill, steal shit

[Bridge 1]
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, I called your dude a bitch
Yeah, I called your dude a bitch
Yeah, I called your dude a bitch
Why you have me do this shit
I done made a fuckin' mess
Lick it up you stupid bitch
Play some fuckin' music bitch

[Chorus]
Yeah, I'm on that v, on that yellow pill shit
Fuck the deal is, fuck, kill, steal shit, fuck real (Yeah)
I'm on that v, on that yellow pill shit
Fuck the deal is, fuck, kill, steal shit, fuck real
I'm on that

[Verse 1]
My scabs under my fingernails
Can't help myself, don't wanna feel myself
Road kill slung over wicker wheelchair
X amount take me out, twenty minutes, I'm almost there
Enter high tide blank stare ripples rise
Count 'em frame by frame, edge of shore hog tied
Can't wait to fuck my brain, all I need to forget is today
Rip current pulls me down by open wounds on my lower legs

[Chorus]
I'm on that v, on that yellow pill shit
Fuck the deal is, fuck, kill, steal shit
Fuck real (Yeah)
I'm on that v, on that yellow pill shit
Fuck the deal is, fuck, kill, steal shit (I'm on that)
Yeah, I'm on that v, on that yellow pill shit
Fuck the deal is, fuck, kill, steal shit, fuck real
I'm on that v, on that yellow pill shit
Fuck the deal is, fuck, kill, steal shit (Yeah)

[Bridge 2]
Yeah, I called your dude a bitch
Yeah, I called your dude a bitch
Yeah, I called your dude a bitch
Yeah, I called your dude a bitch
Look like all he wanna do is switch (Yeah, I called your dude a bitch)

[Verse 2]
Ghost ship ritual, double exposed
Delusional tendencies, I'm belly up
Fuck it though, I indulge in supremacy
Sixty beggars behind my casket coma
Sub under gaze of sadistic dom
Suck the skin off my teeth
Automaton embalmed
Under breath whisper never go too far
Bitch, I'm gone, bitch, I'm on

[Chorus]
I'm on that v, on that yellow pill shit
Fuck the deal is, fuck, kill, steal shit, fuck real (Yeah)
I'm on that v, on that yellow pill shit
Fuck the deal is, fuck, kill, steal shit (I'm on that)
I'm on that v, on that yellow pill shit
Fuck the deal is, fuck, kill, steal shit, fuck real (Yeah)
I'm on that v, on that yellow pill shit
Fuck the deal is, fuck, kill, steal shit (I'm on that)

Death Grips

Death Grips is an experimental multi-genre group from Sacramento, CA, formed in 2010. Their music and live performances consist of vocals from Stefan “MC Ride” Burnett and production from Zach Hill and Andy Morin. On July 2nd, 2014, the band officially announced their disbanding via a note on their Facebook page. However, on October 21, 2015, they announced they ‘might make some more’ music together, and released a new album, Bottomless Pit in 2016. Their latest album, Year of the Snitch, was released in 2018.

The band’s music has been described as punk rock, hip-hop, noise, industrial, and electronic. Their sound ranges from minimalistic and trunk-rattling heaviness (such as on “No Love”), to rapping about dark subjects over heavily distorted samples (like on “I’ve Seen Footage”). They have also released two entirely instrumental albums, Fashion Week and Interview 2016, which feature abrasive and violent electronic beats and some guitars.

Frontman Stefan Burnett’s violent lyrics draw inspiration from a struggle both against himself and against the world at large, focusing on themes of individualism, paranoia, mental illness, drug use, occultism, and the emotionally degenerative nature of modern society.