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City Morgue – DEATH CULT INTRO Lyrics

City Morgue DEATH CULT INTRO Lyrics

(Yung Germ)
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 (Sleezy)

Big dawg shittin’ on your kitty litter (Fuck outta here)
Big racks, ain’t no penny pincher (Mula)
Get clapped when the semi hit ya (Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo)
If that, I’m a Henny-mixer (Sleezy, Sleezy)
Zig zag, I’m a Bentley drifter (Skrrt, skrrt)
Big MAC, trigger finger itcher (Boom)
Hit that like I’m throwin’, pitcher (Boom)
Big mad ’cause they know I’m richer (Sleezy)
Roadrunner, better run for the hill (Fuck outta here)
Whole summer, I’m the king of the hill (Sleezy)
Cold Summers, I be runnin’ from chills (No-no)
Six feet, put your bro under, I be swingin’ the steel (Yeah, doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo)

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

Dog, dog, dog, dog
Dog, dog, dog (So what’s up?)
Rip, rest, kill, eat
Dog, dog, dog, repeat