DEATH CULT INTRO

Yeah
All these kitties better run for the hills (okay)
Death cult, we don't empathize with your feels (so what's up?)
Rip, rest, kill, eat, dog, dog, dog, repeat

All these kitties better run for the hills (okay)
Death cult, we don't empathize with your feels (so what's up?)
Rip, rest, kill, eat, dog, dog, dog, repeat (sleazy)

Big dawg s- on your kitty litter
Big racks, ain't no penny pincher (Mula)
Get clapped when the semi hit ya
If that, I'm a Henny-mixer (sleazy, sleazy)
Zig zag, I'm a Bеntley drifter (skrrt, skrrt)
Big MAC, trigger fingеr itcher (boom)
Hit that like I'm throwin', pitcher (boom)
Big mad 'cause they know I'm richer (sleazy)

Roadrunner, better run for the hill
Whole summer, I'm the king of the hill (sleazy)
Cold Summers, I be runnin' from chills (no-no)
Six feet, put your bro under
I be swingin' the steel (yeah)

All these kitties better run for the hills (okay)
Death cult, we don't empathize with your feels (so what's up?)
Rip, rest, kill, eat, dog, dog, dog, repeat

All these kitties better run for the hills (okay)
Death cult, we don't empathize with your feels (so what's up?)
Rip, rest, kill, eat, dog, dog, dog, repeat (sleazy)

Dog, dog, dog, dog, dog, dog, dog (so what's up?)
Rip, rest, kill, eat, dog, dog, dog, repeat



Credits
Writer(s): Junius Rogers, Vinicius Sosa, Jeremy Gerald Marshall Schafer
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