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Cereal Killer
Hip-Hop/Rap
Cereal Killer was released on September 30, 2025 by 7 Deadly Kittens as a part of the album Verbal Stew
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Release DateSeptember 30, 2025
Label7 Deadly Kittens
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM139

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
7 Deadly Kittens
Performer
Skyler Gonzalez
Skyler Gonzalez
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Skyler Gonzalez
Skyler Gonzalez
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Skyler Gonzalez
Skyler Gonzalez
Graphic Design

Lyrics

Eh would you fuck Me
I’d fuck me I’d fuck me hard
Shhhh hear that… that’s the silence
But we’re not lambs To the slaughter
We’re kittens Theres no water
Under the bridge
The chilli peppers aren’t red hot
There seven of us and we’re deadly as fuck ha
I tried to make it to the ozarks
Heard broken promises have consequences
So guess it’s time to bring em
Fuck Brigham I’m young
Looking for old marks
I’m a serial killer
A ce real killer
A real killer
Death moth all goth
Like buffalo bill
Even drink the milk
Gee wiz
All rizz
Not a bear but all grizz
Isn’t for the mill but griss is
This is
The return of the one and only lonely kitty
With teeth that glisten
That means big business
I’ll let you be a witness
I’m cross and fit but not into fitness
So get this
Son of a gun ain’t a pun
About a gun goes bang
Fucking all the same
Unless dick is lame
Duck hunt
Cops a cuck cunt
Big truck runt
Little shoes
Late night blues
Hit snooze
Got nothing to lose
The way you’re setting the table
Maybe you don’t understand
This shits all apart of the plan
Let me tell you a fable
About a queen so outa touch
Her people were starving to death while she
Squandered funds
When they came for crumbs
She said let them eat cake
So here’s the mix on the decks
He’s not baking cakes
He’s making biscuits
You know Who’s up next
He’s a noodle loves to doodle
But he’s done sketching
The drawings begun it’s a lottery
This ain’t comedy it’s tragedy mystery
Shakespearean masterpiece
Im into hip hop
Love a bop
Hotter than thots
Make ya Wetter than watts
Philosophical thoughts
Hoochie coochie
Smoochie boochie
Silent like Bob
But smoking jays all day
That’s how I catch the fade
Would you fuck me
I’d fuck me id fuck me hard
This shits a cat fight
A brothel brawl
I want it all
Im no imposter
Accepting no more mortals on the roster
Signs say immortals only
Now don’t get angry
Listen clearly
Humans are mortal but souls are forever
Love them dearly
No matter the weather/wether
Or not there’s a body/s
In motion flying through space
Was often needed
In my house as a child so I tip toed
Through egg shells listening to diplo
At hard Major lazers having knife parties
With Tommy trash
Stayed in a trashy by the hour motel
Three dudes in one bed mirror on the ceiling
And one on the backboard behind our heads
No Vicodin for me thank you don’t be offended
Heard Johns Knocking on the doors all night long must have been hearing the motels siren song ambulance and police rolling by with sirens on
Whaling heard through the walls
Pimps herding John’s like sheep
All While I’m trying to sleep
Counting trix instead of sheep
I guess you always get a treat
Out here dreaming of shepherds
Fires near whaling walls
Sandstorms said it all
I guess the gods do take sides after all
Pride comes before the fall
Pride weeks coming y’all
Catch me painting live in Long Beach
At the alter selling hoods in the hood
Secret service
Pine street heartbeats dancing feet
Life without the F is a lie
To me again
I got a liscence to kill
Bestie boys have a liscence to Ill
I spy with my little eye
The letters free Palestine
Israel’s plans are clandestine
And have been since they became a nation
In 1948 committing genocide while drinking wine
Stealing olive trees that are divine
So sit with that
Bat a lash
Lash a bat ruminate
Congregate initiate initiates
Congregates cardboard house of cards corrugate correlations not causation
Were all fucking in for it
There’s no good spin for it
I’d sin for it
It’s time for winning shit/s
About to hit the fan
No stopping the idiotic plan
I’m done being nice fuck ice
Children in cages is never ok
No matter what the fuck you say
You’re about to meet the 7 deadly kittens in me I’m smitten you’ll see
Smiling with teeth grills glistening
From all the grease on my hand
Trigger finger slippery as fuck man
I can’t control it you better hold me back I’m Huck man
All bite no bark ima cat I leave a mark Matthew Luke John I’m no disciple
More like obi won there are no Jedis in the Bible
Still a Jedi at heart
Anti empire no more colonizers land back everywhere we need the stewards more than ever land back everywhere only the indigenous know how to take proper care of our Mother Earth needs to heal on the real land backs the most important deal the original sin of this nation must be healed
Written by: Skyler Gonzalez
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