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KILL THEM RATS
Hip-Hop/Rap
KILL THEM RATS was released on July 24, 2026 by New Wave Underground Records as a part of the album PARKWAY ASYLUM
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Release DateJuly 24, 2026
LabelNew Wave Underground Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM80

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
LÁ
Rap
Hibernation
Hibernation
Rap
Vile Murk
Vile Murk
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alexey Karavaev
Alexey Karavaev
Songwriter
James Raymond-Wales
James Raymond-Wales
Songwriter
Marcus Thompson
Marcus Thompson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Hibernation
Hibernation
Recording Engineer, Mixing Engineer, Mastering Engineer
swkillmee
swkillmee
Producer

Lyrics

Evil empire laughing all the way to the—
Ай, ай (Я, я)
Е, е, нахуй всех (Че?)
Нахуй всех (Айоу, е)
Йоу, wha'? Wha'? Ай, ай
Нахуй всех, я рад вас больше не видеть
Страшный смех, вокруг выжигаю припять
666, never kill I rather keep it
On my lap, when the doomsday come I’ll blast it
Я боюсь сойти с ума, так давно болит голова
Oh my god вокруг холод, вокруг тьма, will never die
Полон крови водопад, я не готов смотреть назад
Oh my god, готов сочинить обряд, чтобы избежать утрат
Мы все потеряемся ночью, впрочем
Шагаю только на ощупь
Очень у счастья много побочек
Мне очень жаль всех, кто это понял
I’m sorry, I’m snoring, мой стакан наполнен болью
Эти слезы — без дна море
Дождь смывает веру в общество, что лишь готово предавать
Я готов выйти на ножах, I’ll rather die losing my mind
Кривые лица в зеркалах — kill them rats, Hibernation, е, е (Е, е)
Get the fuck out of my face, rat
My nostrils filled with your sewage scent
Crooked teeth inside a mouth of scabs
Your grubby fingers grab
Plague upon your tongue, fleas atop your back
Scar bound face on two yellow eyes
Parasites hide in your intestines
Your shit fucking stinks, slime runs down your ears
Ticks grow fat on your blood red tears
Begging for trash upon which to subsist
Scraping the scraps from a higher beast’s dish
Festering sores that bubble and burst
Pus covered skin envelopes you like a curse
Can you swim or will you sink like a rock?
Wastewater filling up all of your guts
Scrap and bloat on a brown rot wave
Wash this rodent down the drain
Ayy, yeah
I’m swinging my dreads like a crashout
Altima skrrt I’mma cashout
Everywhere I go I’mma stand out
And I ain’t asking for handouts
These **** downbad with they ass out
Go fuck with VM and you find out
Let's go, I got a whole new wave, yeah (Whole new wave)
Where the fuck my croissants, I’m in Saint-Tropez, yeah
And I’m paying the cost, I’m finna have my way, yeah
‘cause im really the boss, I don’t give a fuck what you sayin’, yeah
I don’t need no luck I put in that work
I got it for sure, my last name Murk
She took off her shirt, I’m making her burp
Gold medals I’m hitting dem angles like Kurt, yeah
I feel like I’m Lil Uzi Vert, yeah
Talking that shit 'cause you hurt, yeah
I get the love I deserve, yeah
I feel on top of the world
Я чувствую себя дерьмово
Written by: Alexey Karavaev, James Raymond-Wales, Marcus Thompson
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