Released: June 8, 2014

Songwriter: MC Ride

Producer: Andy Morin Zach Hill

[Refrain]
Oh, why me, why me, oh, I mean, oh, why me
Don't see why I need all these hands, can't stand by these
Oh, why me, why me, oh, I mean, oh, why me
Don't see why I need all these hands, can't stand by these

[Verse 1]
All my palm lines running, stretching
'Cross my palm like blind cross etching
Palm mummified chimera filming
Bronze my palm now, all brown palm now
Visits some medium, won't come near me
Treats me like a meteor, she scares me

[Pre-Chorus]
My bony, now, now, Billy, not really
My bony, now, now, Billy, not really

[Chorus]
Yo, oi, yo, ouh, aww, Billy, Billy, not really, yo, raw
Yo, oi, yo, ouh, aww, Billy, Billy, not really, yo, oi, yo, amnesia
Yo, oi, yo, ouh, aww, Billy, Billy, not really, yo, raw
Yo, oi, yo, ouh, aww, Billy, Billy, not really, yo, oi, yo, amnesia

[Refrain]
Oh, why me, why me, oh, I mean, oh, why me
Don't see why I need all these hands, can't stand by these
Oh, why me, why me, oh, I mean, oh, why me
Don't see why I need all these hands, can't stand by these

[Verse 2]
Every movement after sudden movement, déjà vu abductee
Sucky sucky, sticky psyche touching so many sensory
Dripping, dripping, dripping, splashing, splashing happening
Already, now, now, Billy, not really

[Refrain]
Oh, why me, why me, oh, I mean, oh, why me
Don't see why I need all these hands, can't stand by these

[Pre-Chorus]
My bony, now, now, Billy, not really
My bony, now, now, Billy, not really

[Chorus]
Amnesia
Yo, oi, yo, ouh, aww, Billy, Billy, not really, yo, raw
Yo, oi, yo, ouh, aww, Billy, Billy, not really, yo, oi, yo, amnesia

[Verse 3]
I man tsunami feral, get barreled in other worlds
No hand in sea of pearls, buried in frozen Jheri curls
I man Herzog shooting solitaire (-taire)
No hands, savoir nova shaka glare Zulu somnambulist lair
Flick of my wrist ouh, shit, ouh, awhoo shit
Phantom lix crude lix, I man island exclusive
Flick of my wrist ouh, shit, ouh, awhoo shit
Flick of my wrist awe shit, aww, I'm not shit

[Outro]
She tune in telly through your shriveled button pressed jaundice yellow
She's your experience, you're her experiment
Her vox limbo fine print in obese sharpie so sorry falsetto
You're her experiment, she's your experience

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.