text: February 20th, Los Angeles, California
  I’m in the studio with Death Grips
  They’re working on their new album at Sunset Sound Studios
  6650 Sunset Boulevard
  They have a dilemma, but they’ll win their dilemma
  Dilemma
  Butterfly ballistic, seax survival
  Butcher kukri to trench homicidal
  Can’t say I buy them, just show up lately
  Lately seem to stalk me like I’m yeti
  Like scream of a haunted jetty
  Let me be a haunted jetty
  Cross I cry banshee like manic falcon
  Shrill like losing time on Shasta Mountain
  Thingany thingany, so jinx now
  She’s wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wild
  Pinky ring, pinky ring, show it out
  My suh-suh-suh-suh-suh style
  Shine like sad hung from starry eyed gallows
  Like day old glow of carbon eye shadow
  Trembling young wounded mammal
  Double edge gut judge choke on his gavel 
  Jack slide leave atlantic puddles
  Spade slip lives into stranded shuttles
  I taxiderm shams with morbid shinto
  This three quarter shank, one quarter disco 
  Low res mega evil patina
  Pattern maker of myth and trip weaver
  Infamous nature in rags like reaper
  Like midnight mounted by wayside seekers
  Lovely, lovely, they’re so blonde
  It’s ah-ah-ah-ah-on and on
  Dusty, dusty, so far gone
  I’m fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck-fucking wrong
  It’s ah-ah-ah-ah-on and on
  It’s ah-ah-ah-ah-on and on
  It’s ah-ah-ah-ah-on and on
  It’s ah-ah-ah-ah-on and on
  It’s ah-ah-ah-ah-on and on
  It’s ah-ah-ah-ah-on and on
  These knives bleed knives
  They cut me, I’ll cut you
  Below is above you
  Above is below me
  I’m dying to try on these knives
  You don’t know me
  Dilemma
  Dilemma
  Thingany thingany, so jinx now
  She’s wahwah wah-wah-wah-wild
  Pinky ring, pinky ring, show it out
  My suh-suh-suh-suh-suh style