Lyrics Death Grips – Big House

Hook:
La creepin under my skin
La creepin under my skin
La creepin under my skin

Verse 1:
La creepin under my skin
One way ticket to big island
Cut off eyelid still I can’t see
Try to realize before dead weight
Bout out of time speed checkmate
Internal fall out can’t escape
Jungle call fuck back indoors
Nothing round here I must see more

Hook

Verse 2:
So harsh in here think I’ve gone mad
Can’t tell if I went too far
Lost my phone man shits all bad
No landline no mac no car
No map show where skullfuck I am
Alone can’t cut off both my hands
I’m in the fuckin big house