Kill That Shit

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[Chorus] Kill that shit, kill that shit (I) Kill that shit, kill that shit (MUST) Kill that shit, kill that shit (KILL) Kill that shit, kill that shit (YOU!) Kill that shit, kill that shit (I) Kill that shit, kill that shit (MUST) Kill that shit, kill that shit (KILL) Kill that shit, kill that shit (YOU!) [Verse 1] Necro, empty pathologist Demolishes the collagen in your face when I smash you with a solid fist Over politics, get your wallet picked By Satanic Scientologists, acknowledge this I'm in a professionally insane condition I cut vein incisions in you so badly they need stitching by specially trained physicians Your death certificate is insignificant Paper no different than you lasted terrific eulogy, wipe my shit with it You need proper protection from a person like me That feels no affection for your life, I control the direction of your future Dead you look like a droid I see through the void in your skull So we can't leave the casket open, you're too destroyed You better show respect with seriousness Or the fear of your sickness of death, you will experience this Another key turned, to the essence you've returned From the presence of your corpse a great deal can be learned [Chorus] Kill that shit, kill that shit (I) Kill that shit, kill that shit (MUST) Kill that shit, kill that shit (KILL) Kill that shit, kill that shit (YOU!) Kill that shit, kill that shit (I) Kill that shit, kill that shit (MUST) Kill that shit, kill that shit (KILL) Kill that shit, kill that shit (YOU!) [Verse 2] Slice you open with a Y-shaped incision 'cause I hate religion And fear no God so there's no consequences when I make decisions So fuck bless the dead shit I'll desecrate you by suffocating you with the pillow that the dead person rested his head with A stabbing fatality, many abnormalities In your abdomen cavity, except for gravity There's no blood pressure so no blood squirts when I sever No blood on my shirts whenever I work, it's a perverse pleasure What do I need the Bible and Satan for when I can start my own religion Like carving opening skulls with vibratin' saws Planting microchips, lobotomies The pre-requisite to joining is money, ome down to our office for a visit Blending your cartilage, stick you like a Nintendo cartridge Listen to the crescendo of your heart twitch All your fault, the power drill in your skull vault Like pole vault, shaven bald, appalled, it's called assault [Chorus] Kill that shit, kill that shit (I) Kill that shit, kill that shit (MUST) Kill that shit, kill that shit (KILL) Kill that shit, kill that shit (YOU!) Kill that shit, kill that shit (I) Kill that shit, kill that shit (MUST) Kill that shit, kill that shit (KILL) Kill that shit, kill that shit (YOU!)