Video: Death Grips – ‘Hustle Bones’

Taking the term 'money laundering' to a whole new level!

Johnny Firecloudby Johnny Firecloud

Death Grips just posted a new video for Hustle Bones from their recent release The Money Store.

Here's the lyrics, so you can rhyme along in the cubicle and get fired immediately:

 

give a f*ck whatchya heard, 
yeah f*ck whatchya heard, 
fore this real sh*t kicked your whole click to the curb 
what, what… 
but you dont hear me though

run up bitch ta da death get gripped my steeze is ballin out 
of control whatchyou know 
'bout bubblin 
hustle bones comin out my mouth

(hustle bones comin 
out my mouth)

that hot lic a shot 
never not strapped 
wit a glock tongue cocked 
run it back 
that knock a cop off unconscious molotov 
cocktailin sound bomb a snitch 
flat line of chalk drawn round the clock too many marks dropped ta count the stiffs

stuck on the fence 
how does it feel 
it dont make sense 
nothing is

that rip you a new one trick im the true one, and only never know me never will no son.. leave ya laid out ta fade out 
show a cunt the door 
hit and run 
hustle bones comin out my mouth

(hustle bones comin out my mouth)

that can't wait ta blast 
blood stained knuckle brass gives a fuck sick wit it flav on 
that ex con 
hard to da bone 
darkness from the zone 
mastered and pushed far beyond

eons beyond the line never crossed, by dem punks livin soft while i ride that bomb 
dr. strangelove 
into the sun 
look no hands megatons 
rode like man we can't lose 
no shit, no shit

that hit it till it drip wit 
da blood of the raw way 
it was fore dem forgot 
why doin dirt, make slang sound tough gong original 
fuck da wrong way 
only one real way to work 
that shit out da 
beat street spit 
über freaked heat lit 
hell flame to your brain 
blood thirst 
what what.. 
run it back, run it

run up bitch ta da death 
get gripped 
my steeze is ballin out 
of control whatchyou know 
bout bubblin 
hustle bones comin out my mouth

(hustle bones comin 
out my mouth)

criminal intent anti-legal ill 
theif in da night peel your life back spin the wheel 
run it back, run it