The Money StoreDeath Grips

Outside of an mp3 for "Lord of the Game," I honestly had no idea what to expect from Death Grips, Sacramento's premiere aggro-rap misfits; all i knew is that I had to help these guys carry a full-sized guillotine up the Market Hotel staircase, but anything for Zach Hill right? (Yep, that is right.) The vibrations were so severe, from some combination of Hill's raucous footwork and a hundred moshing shirtless dudes' clumsy ballet, that most of the night was spent physically ...

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