[Intro]
You are fucking brown
You are fucking brown
Get the fuck outta town

[Verse 1]
You take your side
I'll take my side this time around
You take your side
I'll kick you out this time around
I'll kick you out, when you’re gone, it’ll make me smile
You know I'll never back down now

[Chorus]
You are fucking brown
You are fucking brown
Get the fuck outta town
Fuck off brown clown

[Verse 2]
You all smell like shit, I'm getting sick of it
They still all steal our shit, stop putting up with it
Somehow we’re ruled by someone else
Somehow our countries have turned into somewhere else

[Chorus]
You are fucking brown
You are fucking brown
Get the fuck outta town
Fuck off brown clown

No lyrics this time!

This was just a bit of fun, dedicated too all those anons who have contributed making based tunes.

Enjoy frens

well I saw a crowd a comin outta the ground
they had big side locks and eyes that shifted around
they started hand rubbing and exclaimed "oy vey!"
it looks like a penis eating scheme's underway

they were those cap domed, hook nosed
prepubescent penis eaters
(cap domed, hook nosed
prepubescent penis eaters)
cap domed, hook nosed
prepubescent penis eaters
what's their evil scheme?

well one had a tiny knife and he was lookin at me
I said "now please mr penis eater don't eat me"
and he said back in an effeminate huff
"I wouldn't eat you cauwwse youwre not smawl enough"

He was a black robed, hook nosed
lying child penis eater
(cap domed, hook nosed
prepubescent penis eater)
cap domed, hook nosed
prepubescent penis eater
looked like a demon to me

I said "baby penis eating, that's a crime"
he said "but chewing children's schmeckels is the way I dine"
but that's not the only thing that I have planned
"I wanna run the banks and buy up all of your land"

well bug soul, clip gold, prepubescent penis eater
psycho, schitzo foreskin and semen stealer
(ageless entropic forwce)
sin feeding demon creature
scrawny evil creep

well he swung open a grate and crawled back underground
he warned the trembling toddlers not to make a sound
he fondled all their penises and said in a growl
"if this gets out it's bye bye bank account"

they're the black souled, in control Luciferic Moloch feeders
fork tongued, gas lunged, sly unscrupled treason seeders
"I lick kids bawls"
prepubescent penis eaters
What's their evil scheme?

well I looked up his name and then uh-what do ya know?
his name is on the end of every tv show
I turned one on and he's distracting from rape
playing rock music through that horn on his face

"foreskin!"

[Verse 1]
In the land of jaw‑inspectors, I’m a Norwood Three
Tracing every hairline like it’s classified geometry
Maxilla on my wishlist, measuring the mandible
Posting on 4chan like a clinically mechanical
Clavicle extensions and I’m posing in the mirror
Hoping that my jawline’s gonna magically get clearer
Baby, I’m on Lookism dot org at half‑past ten
Scrolling through the threads, comparing chads again
Someone said I’m coping, but I’m coping with precision
Studying my angles like a NASA‑level mission
Don’t believe the numbers that you see
You get a grim prognosis from a forum NPC
So shave your head and accept the Norwood arc
Saving all your savings for a surgeon in the trailer park
Yo, cut it

[Chorus]
Soy un inceldór
I’m an incel baby, so why don’t you kill me (Double barrel shotgun)
Soy un inceldór
I’m an incel baby, so why don’t you kill me

[Verse 2]
The forces of mogging and a blackpill nightmare
Ban all the selfies ’cause my canthal tilt’s a scare
One guy’s a gigachaad and the other’s got a tag
Saying “rate my facial thirds,” shove my ego in a bag
With the rerun threads and the cope‑max nose job
The daytime doomscroll of the lookism mob
He hung his hopes on a jaw‑exercise ring
A slab of turkey neck doing battle with a neck‑skin sling
You can’t date if you can’t inflate
Trade the gym for the bones, for the frame, for the fate
And my time is a piece of wax falling off a dermaroller
Rolling down my temples like a balding shot‑caller
Who’s choking on the minoxidil

[Chorus]
Soy un inceldór
I’m an incel baby, so why don’t you kill me (Get crazy with the Jew rage)
Soy un inceldór
I’m an incel baby, so why don’t you kill me

[Bridge — Trailer Park / Turkey Arc]
Living broke in a trailer park, why‑fye stealing
Gambling on the internet, dopamine peeling
Trying to win enough cash for a flight to Turkey
Turkish Hairlines, baby, gonna fix me, surely
I’m a driver, I’m a winner
Things are gonna change, I can feel it (copium dinner)

[Final Chorus]
Soy un inceldór
I’m an incel baby, so why don’t you kill me (don't believe foids)
Soy un inceldór
I’m an incel baby, so why don’t you kill me
Soy un inceldór
Booking flights to Istanbul, praying they bill me
Soy un inceldór
I’m an incel baby, so why don’t you kill me

Verse 1]
Winding your way down on Shitting Street,
Tourists arriving with dust on their feet.
Every corner’s taken, every doorway’s got a view,
Of something someone really shouldn’t do.
The locals grumble, saying “Here we go again,”
Another weekend rush, another mess to mend.
And you’re wondering how the town became the place
Where strangers leave their… mark in open space.

[Pre‑Chorus]
They used to think it was all so charming,
They used to say that the crowds were warming,
But they’re trying, they’re trying now.
One more season and they might be happy,
Just one more season and it might get tidy,
But they’re sighing, they’re sighing now.

[Instrumental‑style break sax riff ]


[Verse 2]
Down by the shops there’s a sign on the wall,
“Please use the toilets, they’re free for all.”
But the newcomers wander, clueless where to go,
And nature calls them right there in the flow.
Old Tom the shopkeep shakes his head again,
Says, “Every summer it’s the same old trend.”
Dreams of moving somewhere quiet and discreet,
Where no one treats the pavement like a seat.

[sax riff]

[Pre‑Chorus]
But you know the crowds will keep on coming,
You know the town will keep on humming,
’Cause it’s rolling, it’s the rolling scene.
And when the sun rises on a new morning,
The street cleaners start without warning,
And they’re going, they’re going home.

[verse1]
Should pol anon frens be forgot
And never You-ed again?
Should pol anon frens be forgot
and honks be never sang?

[Chorus]
For HonkFM sake, my dear
for HonkFM sake
we'll take a shitty post or two
for HonkFM sake.

[verse2]
And surely you'll say Heil Hitler
and I'll say eighty eight,
And n'er forget covid madness
for HonkFM sake.

[Chorus]
For HonkFM sake, my dear
for HonkFM sake
we'll take a shitty post or two
for HonkFM sake.

[verse3]
We've evaded vaccine mandates
and knew the coof was fake;
Redpilled some newfags 'bout the kikes
since HonkFM bake.

[Chorus]
For HonkFM sake, my dear
for HonkFM sake
we'll take a shitty post or two
for HonkFM sake.

[verse4]
We have lurked in the catalog
and bumped the wpol threads
But vax damaged jannies are kwetched
from HonkFM breads

[Chorus]
For HonkFM sake, my dear
for HonkFM sake
we'll take a shitty post or two
for HonkFM sake.

[outro]
And here's a song to all anon frens
And unvaxxed who did not break
And we'll stake our lulz and voices
for HonkFM sake

[Intro]
A-oo-oo-ooh
A-oo-oo-oo-ooh

[Verse 1]
You should know that a chimp
With the power of nature
Can bring you to the end of your luck
And you should know by my stride
And the look in my eye
That you're about to be massively forced to give up!

[Pre-Chorus – yodeling A-a-a-a-ah]
Nigger attack A-a-a-a-ah
Nigger attack A-a-a-a-a-ah
Watch your back
Before it fades to black
They are dangerous
And they will kick your non-black ass

[Chorus - yodeling]
Go Nigger go-oh-o-oh-oh-o!
Go Nigger go-oh-o-oh-oh-o!
Now go, now shout-aaa-aaa-aaa-aaa-aaa-aaa
You own the street-aaa-aaa-aaa-aaa-aaa-aaa

[Breakdown]
A-oo-oo-ooh
A-oo-oo-oo-oo-ooh

[Verse 2]
With the power of nature
I’m never alone
And I can’t let justice go too far
Every beast, every groid follows me to the end
And you're about to be massively fucked!

[Pre-Chorus – yodeling A-a-a-a-ah]
Nigger attack A-a-a-a-ah
Nigger attack A-a-a-a-a-ah
Watch your back before it fades to black
They are dangerous
But they will kick your non-black ass

[Chorus - yodeling]
Go Nigger go-oh-o-oh-oh-o!
Go Nigger go-oh-o-oh-oh-o!
Now go, now shout-aaa-aaa-aaa-aaa-aaa-aaa
You own the street-aaa-aaa-aaa-aaa-aaa-aaa

[Bridge]
Nigger rides at midnight
His eyes burn like streetlights
His face has the wild of a beast
No mercy, no warning
He strikes without mourning
And leaves broken souls behind

[Chorus - yodeling]
Go Nigger go-oh-o-oh-oh-o! (Go Nigger go)
Go Nigger go-oh-o-oh-oh-o! (Go Nigger go)
Now go, now shout-aaa-aaa-aaa-aaa-aaa-aaa
You own the street-aaa-aaa-aaa-aaa-aaa-aaa

[Yodeling]
Ola-li ali-li oh-li ola-oh-li-li
Ola-li ali-li oh-li ola-oh-li-li
Ola-li ali-li oh-li ola-oh-li-li...

[Intro]
You are fucking brown
You are fucking brown
Get the fuck outta town

[Verse 1]
You take your side
I'll take my side this time around
You take your side
I'll kick you out this time around
I'll kick you out, when you’re gone, it’ll make me smile
You know I'll never back down now

[Chorus]
You are fucking brown
You are fucking brown
Get the fuck outta town
Fuck off brown clown

[Verse 2]
You all smell like shit, I'm getting sick of it
They still all steal our shit, stop putting up with it
Somehow we’re ruled by someone else
Somehow our countries have turned into somewhere else

[Chorus]
You are fucking brown
You are fucking brown
Get the fuck outta town
Fuck off brown clown

[Intro] Yo, it's the Knights of the Crack Table Memphis streets, where the night's unstable Survival of the fittest, ain't got no shoes Just crackhead knights, with nothin' to lose

[Verse 1] Runnin' through the alley, sword in my hand Top spot fight, in this crackhead land Opponent big, bold, and outta control But I'm the knight, with a heart of cold

Weavin' through the smoke, flames on the rise Sword flashin' bright, in my enemy's eyes Swung at me hard, but I was too quick Left him layin' flat, with a crackhead's kick

[Chorus] Knights of the Crack Table, fightin' for glory Gas pump lady, ain't no ordinary story Crackheads duelin', under neon light Stick versus sword, it's a crazy night

[Verse 2] My man rolled a tire, into the fray Opponent distracted, I seized the day Precision strikes, a series of blows Left him stumblin' back, with a crackhead's woes

He said, "I'm a warrior, fightin' for my right" But I said, "You're just a crackhead, fightin' for the night" We're all just soldiers, in survival's game Only one will stand, in this crackhead fame

[Chorus] Knights of the Crack Table, fightin' for fame Gas pump lady, in this wild game Outclassed the man, with the superior tool Stick-wielding knight, just kept his cool

[Verse 3] Kimbo Slice start, but we ain't got UFC Just the streets, and the heart, that's the key Fight for the thrill, the rush, the high Sometimes we get caught, sayin' goodbye

To the life we knew, the love we had Now we're crackheads, fightin' for a badge Won't stop fightin', till we reach the top Knights of the Crack Table, we ain't gonna stop

[Chorus] Knights of the Crack Table, fightin' for glory Gas pump lady, ain't no ordinary story Crackheads duelin', under neon light Stick versus sword, it's a crazy night

[Outro] If you're ever in Memphis, and you're feelin' bold Come to the alley, find us in the cold Fightin' for the top, swords in our hands Knights of the Crack Table, in this crackhead land[Intro] Yo, it's the Knights of the Crack Table Memphis streets, where the night's unstable Survival of the fittest, ain't got no shoes Just crackhead knights, with nothin' to lose

[Verse 1] Runnin' through the alley, sword in my hand Top spot fight, in this crackhead land Opponent big, bold, and outta control But I'm the knight, with a heart of cold

Weavin' through the smoke, flames on the rise Sword flashin' bright, in my enemy's eyes Swung at me hard, but I was too quick Left him layin' flat, with a crackhead's kick

[Chorus] Knights of the Crack Table, fightin' for glory Gas pump lady, ain't no ordinary story Crackheads duelin', under neon light Stick versus sword, it's a crazy night

[Verse 2] My man rolled a tire, into the fray Opponent distracted, I seized the day Precision strikes, a series of blows Left him stumblin' back, with a crackhead's woes

He said, "I'm a warrior, fightin' for my right" But I said, "You're just a crackhead, fightin' for the night" We're all just soldiers, in survival's game Only one will stand, in this crackhead fame

[Chorus] Knights of the Crack Table, fightin' for fame Gas pump lady, in this wild game Outclassed the man, with the superior tool Stick-wielding knight, just kept his cool

[Verse 3] Kimbo Slice start, but we ain't got UFC Just the streets, and the heart, that's the key Fight for the thrill, the rush, the high Sometimes we get caught, sayin' goodbye

To the life we knew, the love we had Now we're crackheads, fightin' for a badge Won't stop fightin', till we reach the top Knights of the Crack Table, we ain't gonna stop

[Chorus] Knights of the Crack Table, fightin' for glory Gas pump lady, ain't no ordinary story Crackheads duelin', under neon light Stick versus sword, it's a crazy night

[Outro] If you're ever in Memphis, and you're feelin' bold Come to the alley, find us in the cold Fightin' for the top, swords in our hands Knights of the Crack Table, in this crackhead land

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Fuck the New World Order

[Soto]
Violence aint the answer
That's because it was a question
They told you turn the other cheek
And fed you their suggestion

Ran the young ones through the ledger
Death was in the header
Fanned the fire with your feathers
Saw the grave and dug yourselves one better

Now we know about their Prophecy
Now they know we know it's no Conspiracy
They ask us what the answer to that question be
And the answer to that question is
Yes

[Caseeus]
Another day
Another dollar
Another missin person
And no one's even bothered
Yo there's demons on the news
And I aint even talkin bout them pedo fiendin jews
This shit is gettin twisted
So why it seems like everybody on the planet missed it?
I aint sayin that I know what's best
But my answer to that question is
Yes

[Soto]
Past the point of no return
All these lessons, tests, and still you didn't learn?
Every age the same arrangement, same script, different faces
From Babylon to Rome to now it's just different places

[Dredd]
History
It don't repeat
It just reloads
Blindfolded
Face the wall
Do what your told
Countdown
Only hours
Then it's seconds
Then it's cold

That's the price you felt was worth the settle
When you sold


[Soto]
Violence aint the answer
That's because it was a question
Rhetorical because the answer threatens their progression
The thought alone will put you on a list without a mention
So the answer to that question is
Yes

[Caseeus & Soto]
Crazy how they like to play the victim
Too bad
Time is up
Burn their systems

Lock the doors
Seal the tunnels

Do it with them in em

Thought they had a 33rd chance

But we flipped it

No

Not this time, Billy

You think your bunkers safe?

Nigga dont be silly
It's just another lobby while you wait
there with me

If I die of Lyme
You dying too, bitch

[Caseeus]
Strap up
It's too late to decide
The war was declared
When they said that 95
Percent of us
Had to go by 2030
History's the evidence
And we've all been the jury

[Soto]
Always had the verdict
But we lacked the right conviction
Lost inside the frequency
and engineered addictions
Now we see the mission
And we recognize the vision
Watch'em scramble, that's a symptom of
Stress

[Caseeus]
Carved it into granite so they couldn't say they hid it
Destroyed the evidence in stone
So there's no proof they did it
But they did it
Shit, it's still goin on
Now we all know the reason
Why it's all goin wrong


[Soto]
Violence aint the answer
That's because it was a question
We're past the point of asking
Now we show them our intention
Do those who choose to fight for them
Deserve the same attention?
And the answer to that question is
Yes

[M I R A]
Eyes Up
Know what you hit
Stay Low
Keep off the grid
Whispers
Dont be the snitch
Burn the warehouse but not the kid
Flock cams
Theyve all got to go
False flags
But stay in the know
Support
What they cannot own

Hard to beat when you take control

We dont rush
We dont trust
We dont stall
We
dont
Trust
Their mistake's
In their sleep
We don't break
We don't retreat

Dont rush
We dont trust
We dont stall
We
dont
Trust
Their mistake's
In their sleep
We don't break
We don't retreat

[Intro]
If you don’t know me by now…
You’ll think I’m sticking spoons to my brow… oh‑oh‑oh…

[Verse 1]
All the things that people claim,
Like my arm’s a compass and my phone knows my name.
They swear I’m picking up radio from Channel Five,
And my fridge door opens when I walk by.
Don’t get so excited when I joke about a side effect,
’Cause last week you asked me if my veins turned into stringy nets.

[Chorus]
If you don’t know me by now…
You’ll think I’m magnetized somehow…
If you don’t know me by now…
You’ll think I’m glowing in the dark right now…

[Verse 2]
We’ve all got our quirks, it’s true,
But you think my elbow pairs with Bluetooth too.
You said my face looked “slightly slanted to the right,”
But that was just a selfie with bad lighting that night.
So get yourself together, stop believing every viral thread,
’Cause if I had strings in my bloodstream, I’d be knitting from my bed.

[Outro]
If you don’t know me by now…
You’ll think I’m charging up the house…
If you don’t know me by now…
You’ll think I’m half‑robot anyhow…

[Chorus]
Do you know you're targeted by drone
Mossad feds will get you offed by drone
Your name gets queued on lists for ‘civil war
Algorithms choose who won’t go home

[Drop]

[Verse]
Tracked on feed—ooh‑ooh—tracked on feed
Flagged on feed—ooh‑ooh—flagged on feed

[Pre‑Chorus]
Your searches mark you for a drone
A glitch decides your fate by microphone

[Instrumental Break]

[Chorus]
Do you know you're targeted by drone
Mossad feds will get you offed by drone
Your name gets queued on lists for ‘civil war
Algorithms choose who won’t go home

[Chorus]

[Chorus]

[Chorus]

[Outro]
Palantir - ooh‑ooh - Palantir
Palantir - ooh‑ooh - Palantir
Palantir

[Verse 1]
Shillin’ hard is all that they know
Using the bait and ops as they go
I’m wakin’ up to insanity
The threads all around aren’t the posts they used to be
Broken bans still lift with the sun
And jannies that broke me will bonk me for fun again
We’re so alone
And so many glowies to see
Take a look around

[Chorus]
I’m out of fucks
No fucks to give (Give)
And I’m locked from my thread
When the janny’s 'round
I’m out of fucks
No fucks to give (Give)
And I’m locked from my thread
When the janny’s 'round
Oh, oh‑oh‑oh, oh‑oh‑oh

[Verse 2]
Reaching out for bait I can throw
Looking for (You) where the glowies patrol
Manic threads and schizo schemes
All living in the middle of the two extremes
Glowing ops hot to the touch
Would calm down if Mossad didn’t
Use them so much, yeah
We’re so alone
And so many shillings to see
Too much

[Interlude]
Out of fucks
Out of fucks
Wow

[Chorus x 8]

The Rolling Stones - Paint It, Black
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O4irXQhgMqg

The Waffle House - Arrest The Blacks

[Verse 1]
I’m in a Waffle House and fists are flying fast, it’s a black
A table flips and suddenly the whole place jumps to clash, a black
I see two strangers square up while the crowd begins to roar
I turn my head and brace myself as punches start to soar

[Verse 2]
I see a row of booths where someone’s shouting “step on back!”, a black
Another swings a menu like a shield against attack, a black
I watch the people circle up and act like it’s a show
’Cause every weekend night the fights ignite and overflow

[Verse 3]
I’m in the middle now and chairs are flying past, it’s a black
The crowd is yelling loud and someone’s calling out for help, black
I try to back away but all the chaos pulls me in
It’s hard to keep your cool when every punch begins again, a black

[Verse 4]
Now sirens hit the street and flashing lights are coming through
The cops rush in to break the fight that suddenly grew
They shout for everyone to stop and drop what’s in their hands
Another Waffle House night ending with police commands

[Verse 1]
I’m in a Waffle House and fists are flying fast, it’s a black
A table flips and suddenly the whole place jumps to clash, a black
I see two strangers square up while the crowd begins to roar
I turn my head and brace myself as punches start to soar

[Outro]
Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm
Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm
Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm
Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm

I wanna see this Waffle House calm after there's a black
Black as night, black as coal
I wanna see the crowd freeze up when someone yells “the nog is back!”
I wanna see the cameras roll as everyone pretends to act
Arrested black, yeah

Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm
Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm
Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm
Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm

I have often shat
on this street before,
But I've never felt such feeling
of relief before
All at once am I
Swarming with blowflies,
squatting low on the street where you shit

there's a garbage mound
In the heart of town
and it stretches out to every other part of town
fecal coliforms
out of every pore
but there's more on the street where you shit

And a, superpower we are soon being
mother nature's biggest fear
no, pleeeease sir don't be redeeming
"bloody bastard fuck!!!" I scream in your ear...

everybody there
lives in poverty
and they defecate on other peoples property

I just let it slide
down my inner thigh
long as I'm on the street where you shit

if you're squatting there
pinch one out for me
For there's no where else on earth
that I'm more proud to be
I don't even wipe
I just walk it dry
when I'm here on the street where you shit
when I'm here on the street where you shit
when I'm here on the street where you shit