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This Shit Again
01:39
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We survived 2020, or so we thought
But that shit’s back again whether we want it or not
Weekly Words and Grammar
Runnin up that hill
Bitches call me meatball
Cuz spaghetti’s all I spill
And ya boy Uhole with the old consoles
Back again reminiscing of days of old
It’s so cold, we’re way too old
But we’ve still got truths to be told
So it’s that time again, when your best n-core friends
Step in to make amends, absolve you of your sins
Make sure that the bullshit ends
So grab a Baja Blast, and plop down on your ass
Behold the spell we cast, shatter anything glass
Make sure the bullshit ends fast
“Holy fuck, holy fucking fuck
That intro of yours is fucking absurd
It’s truly unreal how fucking hard it bops
Like it blows my mind”
This year talk of multiverses was widely spread
Please let me swap me with a me who’s already dead
Twenty twenty two
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I should stop feeding it, it’s swollen like a tick
Does it despise me for neglecting it?
It’s unfathomable, it’s become Lovecraftian
Its shadow swallows me, I am lost within
How could a man create something too big to see?
Please have mercy on me, massive Steam library
It haunts me in my dreams
A chorus of hundreds of unplayed games screams
Humble Bundles, DLC
You buy this game, you get ten more for free
Remake, sequel, rerelease
Exponential, neverending increase
It grows, it knows
As I launch Rogue Legacy for the millionth time
I feel the resentful glares of a million eyes
I can’t know when, but this is my doom
Ever it watches, ever it looms
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(lyrics randomly generated in a variety of ways)
My best shoes were stolen by your grandmother
There was shit in my car and it looks really great
I am the most frustrated sandwich maker
Don’t dare look at my ass
My cat is in the bathroom with the boys
They occasionally sip Baja Blast as well
Your sister's residence is known to me
On secret roads, eager beaver broke his twelve inches
My finger is a good one for sure
My banana and the drain are submerged
Do back flips and stuff for hours
Do not fill out this form again
My feet were freezing, and my sandwich was so ancient
The misfortune of tacos is the only positive outcome
The vomiting portion is now available
I fell so much like a lot
Enter the NASCAR shelter
On the dance floor
Old feces circulating, traditional excrement
Why doesn't father love my music
Like he adores pizza topping?
The green one’s a bit of a lot
Booty, what more could you want?
Kirby made it home safely
He was never around me
Crispy bear trap, yours to keep
The cloaca drops deep
Do anything but live or die
That’s the sound of despair
Comprehend my suffering
Hack my booty like I'm hamburger
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American Fastfood
01:23
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Let’s just forget every meal we shared
Every burrito
Best friends and beefy cheese
Goodbyes
And the tasty bites
When we realized
We were running out of Baja Blast
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You once were there for me
Back when I felt complete
Now you’re just someplace that I used to eat
You seem so happy now with your new customers
We used to be like that, all gone in a blur
You changed, and I changed- I guess no one’s to blame
I went to Arby’s once but it wasn’t the same
You baja broke my heart
Could we go back to the start?
But our souls pull apart
This time I must depart
Lines that take a million years
Cup I filled with baja tears
Wilted lettuce, soggy shell
Trapped in my own taco hell
Empty sauces, crunchy cheese
Beans when I said “no beans please”
Hair burritos, sticky shoes
Taco Bell, this time we’re through
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Modern horror games are such a big disgrace
What happened to quality like Maze with Loud Face?
Or that weird grey peanut statue that snaps your neck
Wish he was real so he could end my whole shit in one sec
I scroll through itch.io, horror section mocking me
An endless list of shit by kids in their pre-teens
James Sunderland shakes his ass at his TV
He killed his wife, but I wish that he’d kill me
I have no games and I must scream
Another Backrooms clone? I’ve seen that shit before
A knock-off Sirenhead? Oh, what a fucking bore
I’ve played so many horror games
That playing them is just a chore
Fuckin spook me, bitch you won’t
Just give me a cheap scare, all I ask you to bring
I’ve long given up on joy, but I must feel something
I was not afraid while your bullshit was played
I feel fuckin robbed you only had one job
Let’s remake RE 4 just like we did 3 and 2
Let’s do Silent Hill 2 and also Dead Space too
Callisto Protocol is new, it’s not a total rut
Except lol oops looks like that game kinda sucks butt
I scroll through creepypasta, shit grammar mocking me
Jeff the Killer fanfics and knockoffs are all that I see
Mira the shiba inu was in control the whole time
Please pup switch off my life, to live on is a crime
I have no games and I must scream
I don’t feel a thing
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[Glitch City Café Intro]
[Murdering Mad Jack with Beanadryl Vocals]
Crack open a can of beans with the boys
[Gizzzard Kicker Vocals]
B-E-A-N
Had beans for lunch and had beans again
I'm gonna make a scene when I spill the beans
I got beans for eyes like I've never seen
Beans from Even Stevens was my first kiss
If you don't love beans then you can fuck off
Beans are great, beans are good
Beans are the very best food
[A Challenger Approaches Synths]
[Evocative "bonk" by Indonesian Bongo]
[Original Fangster Vocals]
It’s Original Fang bringin original fun
Keepin’ beans on brand with a red bean bun
Come on and take a bite, chow down tonight
I need the power of beans so I can win this fight
I gotta lotta edamame and nobody can stop me
Make em fried, make em steamed, really nothing can top these
In a hot pot, not gonna drop the party
Now wash em all down with your grounds of coffee
[Anti-PizzaBoy with Bean Machine Vocals]
Gimme pinto, gimme lima
Gimme that which I desiya
Liberals think you can take my beans
You’ll have to pry them from my cold dead hands
Snowflakes best now what that means
Try to dodge my Special Bean Cannon
Some vegan tried to offer me beans
He said “they’re GMO free”
I like beans made by artificial means
The best beans come from bean machines
Dr Robotnik’s got my back
[Polygon Horizon Vocals]
I've got fat beans in my jeans
They get the women screams
You might think it is Heinz
But it's alles meins
I've got big beans in my jeans
[Shotgun Guy and Beanadryl Vocals]
I put beans in my ass, I put beans in my dickhole
I fuckin snort big beans, beans
[The David Jones Band Vocals]
Sailing the seven seas
Captain won’t give us beans
We are so hungry, please
Fill my canteen
We will go to extremes
Leading a mutiny
This ain’t your brigantine
We’re taking your beans
Give us beans
[Leonhart Verse and Vocals]
Quick Bean Fact!
Did you know that coffee grounds aren't actually beans?
The "beans" come from the fruit
Grown on coffea shrubs and trees
Life is lie, trust no one and discard your coffee
Purge the caffeine from your veins
Cleanse the untruths from your body
Beans
Consume nothing but beans
One must consume nothing but beans
[TRVSHBXVT Outro]
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Since you vanished Wisp keeps coming around
He feels at home, now that it’s a ghost town
Weeds have grown out of control, a jungle island now
For months and months on the beach, Gulliver’s laid face down
Millions of roaches now overrun your home
A new bug collection to rival the museum’s own
And still Isabelle hasn’t taken a lunch
Nook won’t let her leave, at least I’ve got a hunch
Shells piled high on the beach, with bottles mixed in too
A huge wall has been formed that nothing can break through
KK, still comes, for some reason
Each Saturday he’s here, playing for nobody
A pitiful turnout, who does he think he is- me?
Did the patches bring you back?
For a day or maybe a week?
Right this moment your friends wait
Wishing you’d just come and speak
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Decades ago every weekend
Crammed on the couch laughing with friends
Party and Kart, days Smashed away
Echoes of echoes, drowned in delay
Next Saturday you may stop by
Stretched pretty thin, you said you’ll try
May be too tired, or feel too low
I’ll shoot a text, you’ll let me know
We never felt decades ago
The pulling of the undertow
Every weekend we’d stay up late
All through the week we couldn’t wait
The final boss, we’d do him in
Start a new file, play it again
Bring your new game, you say it’s hard
Start a file on my memory card
Talk shit and laugh, constantly die
May never win, but we’ll sure try
Every weekend, tied up or tired
All through the week, anxious and wired
The final boss, we’ll never see
Started a file, been too busy
Got a new game, still in the box
Just gotta find time on the clock
Talk and make plans, constantly bail
May never win, plans set to fail
Save file is corrupted, data failed to read
We only have our memories
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11. |
2020 Too
03:16
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This album is a 10 but.. it’s all so doom and gloom
We must address the stampede of elephants in the room
So put your Wordles down, turn off your Elden Rings
We need to tell you all about all the new awful things
The James Webb Telescope didn’t find any aliens
We’re alone in this cold universe without any friends
The Vid eased up a bit, at least allegedly
But the prices for stuff simply did not agree
Elon bought Twitter
Somehow stomped it even further down the shitter
The new Pokemon games did a shits on the floor
They look like Gamecube games, run like N64
Chris Rock got Final Smashed, by the cool guy Fresh Prince
Kanye got turned away by fuckin New Balance lol
Would anyone love us, if we were turned into worms?
Lol it’s a “no” either way, that answer’s locked in firm
We spent all year running up that hill
How’s this for a deal with god?
Kill me, for real
Corn Kid can’t save us now
We must expire somehow
AI can’t save us now
We must perish somehow
Nothing can save us now
No way, no how
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Unicorn Hole Lexington, South Carolina
Nintendocore artist from Lexington, SC. Uhole is Lawrence Nelson.
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