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Kill Bill O'Reilly - East Coast Avengers/Esoteric/Trademarc
I wipe the dirt from my hands as I walk from your grave
Those ain't facts those are lies in the statements you
Made
So we gotta get em get em
We gotta chill em chill em
We gotta get em get em
We gotta kill em kill em
You don't believe homeless vets exist shut up
You put a spin on everything like the exorcist
You a lying coward lost soul most statements you make
Are not so
That's how chicken hawks roll
I find the fact that you a fox news asshole
Ironic cause you never been in a foxhole
I hope that you rot slow you and your talk show
No spin zone that's a vertigo inferno
Fire and brimstone we seeing all your neo con bullshit
F**k a pressroom you want the president pulpit
I cringe at your right wing lunatic fringe
There's no elegant speech to shelter beliefs
Hate dominates like the celts in the east
Michelle malkin wants to snitch like you're telling
Police
She oughta be shot they gotta be stopped
Infrared to bill o'reilly's head that's the key spot
I'm not a violent man but actually your blasphemy
Is badgering me to blast you and your factual
Inaccuracy
Naturally media matters to me so we gotta
Shut down fox news that's the way it has to be
I wipe the dirt from my hands as I walk from your grave
Those ain't facts those are lies in the statements you
Made
So we gotta get em get em
We gotta chill em chill em
We gotta get em get em
We gotta kill em kill em
Dear bill I'd like you to get your mouth off that
Conservative cock
Long enough to sit and talk it out
Scratch that let's backtrack I'll stalk your house
Knock you out gag your mouth drag you out thought
This out
I wanna hurt you immerse you in torture
Of making fun of you in punch lines
I'd rather kill your family in front of you by lunch
Time
A one lock execution at sunshine
It's crunch time let's take it to the front line
Bless the union of marriage oh that's classic
Dick in your hand making phone calls to andrea mackris
You got it backwards phone sex leading to threats
To get her flat up on your mattress is as sick as
The list of adjectives put upon your favourite
Actresses in your book
No spin so grim you borderline rapist sexist racist
Makeshift talking head celebrity that need a facelift
I wipe the dirt from my hands as I walk from your grave
Those ain't facts those are lies in the statements you
Made
So we gotta get em get em
We gotta chill em chill em
We gotta get em get em
We gotta kill em kill em
I transcribed all your lies till my dome was sore
Separated all your letters like an underscore
I'm in your driveway like bill O what you running
For
You want beef but you'd never send your son to war
That's my favourite reason but I got a hundred more
You a political prostitute a money whore
Your a** is upper class saying that you come from poor
Backgrounds
You need to get smacked down with guns galore
Or something more hardcore slasher flick mashed to
Bits
Scatter your chitter chatter is littered with little
That matters
You mad hatter blabbering on I'm deadpan steady handed
Kill you on a webcam body battered till I got red hands
And leave trail of dead fam aha damn
That's a youtube number one download
Dump you at the end of your town's road
Or hang you like benito mussolini if the ground's cold
I wipe the dirt from my hands as I walk from your grave
Those ain't facts those are lies in the statements you
Made
So we gotta get em get em
We gotta chill em chill em
We gotta get em get em
We gotta kill em kill em
You're the worst person on the planet credit yourself
You mutilate a nominee now you edit yourself
Plus your lawsuit proves it bill you read it yourself
You're a sick man you're better off deading yourself
Pan left maximum carnage like grand theft
Pan right see the mic through the antichrist chest
O'reilly get to shanking he's a liar falsifier
And I'm a wolf out for his blood till he retires