Billy Not Really Lyrics - The Powers That B - Death Grips

Oh, why me why me 

Oh, I mean oh my me 

Don't see why I need oh 

If these hairs can't stand by these 

Oh, why me, why me 

Oh, I mean oh my me 

Don't see why I need oh 

If these hairs can't stand be thee 

All my palm lines running, stretching 

Cross my palm like blind cross etching 

Palm mummified, cotton era filming 

Bronze my palm now, all brown palmed now 

Visits some medium 

Won't come near me 

Treats me like a meteor 

She scares me 

My bony 

Now, now, Billy, not really 

My bony 

Now, now, Billy, not really 

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Yo, oi, yo 

Ooo, ahh 

Billy, Billy, not really 

Yo 

Raw 

Yo, oi, yo 

Ahh 

Billy, Billy, not really 

Yo, oi, yo 

Amnesia 

Oh, why me, why me 

Oh, I mean oh my me 

Don't see why I need oh 

If these hairs can't stand by these 

Oh, why me, why me 

Oh, I mean oh my me 

Don't see why I need oh 

If these hairs can't stand be thee 

Photos 

Every movement after sudden movement 

Déjà vu abduction 

Sucky sucky 

Sticky psyche touching 

So many sensory 

Dripping drippling dripping splashing spreading happening [?] 

Already 

Now, now, Billy, not really 

Oh, why me, why me 

Oh, I mean oh my me 

Don't see why I need oh 

If these hairs can't stand be these 

My bony 

Now, now, Billy, not really 

My bony 

Now, now, Billy, not really 

Amnesia 

Yo, oi, yo 

Ooo, ahh 

Billy, Billy, not really 

Yo 

Raw 

Yo, oi, yo 

Ahh 

Billy, Billy, not really 

Yo, oi, yo 

Amnesia 

Odd man 

Tsunami feral 

Get barreled in other worlds 

No hand in sea of pearls 

Buried in frozen Jheri curls 

Odd man 

Herzog 

Shootin' solitaire 

No hands 

Sav-one over [?] 

Shock a glares [?] 

Zulu psalm lamb dealers lair [?] 

Flick up my wrist 

Ooo, shit 

Ooh, ah-ooh shit 

Phantom lips 

Crude lips 

I'm in eyelid exclusive 

Flick up my wrist 

Ooo, shit 

Ooh, ah-ooh shit 

Flick up my wrist 

Aw, shit 

Ahh 

I'm nauseous [?] 

She turnin' telly through the shriveled button quest jaundiced yellow [?] 

She's your experience with her experiment 

No false symbol [?] falsetto 

You're her experiment 

She's your experience