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:null: Τρελός στο Διαδίκτυο 🇬🇷

Greek Lyrics​
Αναζήτηση στο διαδίκτυο,
για ένα κορίτσι λευκό.
Μεγάλο στο μάτι και στο κρεβάτι.
Πώς μπορεί να χειροτερέψει;

Είμαι προγραμματιστής,
Είμαι χοντρός.
Τουλάχιστον δεν είμαι ένας Αλβανός
Αυτιστικός αυτοκράτορας,
Ανυπομονώ για την ημέρα πίτσας

Αρκετά! Δεν μπορώ!,
Είμαι τρελός στο διαδίκτυο

Είμαι φίλος με όλους τους Ισραηλινούς,
Μισώ τραβέλια, Τσιγγάνους και Τούρκους.
Οι Αμερικανοί δεν φτιάξουν καλό τυρί,
Τρώτε ευρωπαϊκό τυρί αν είστε αληθινό Kiwi.

Στην ντουλάπα μου
Κύλιση σε ιστοσελίδες,
Anime χάλια
Σταμάτα να μου το συστήνεις

Αρκετά! Δεν μπορώ!,
Είμαι τρελός στο διαδίκτυο
English Lyrics​
Searching the web,
for a white girl.
Big on the eye, and the bed,
How can this get any worse?

I'm a programmer,
I'm fat.
At least I'm not an Albanian.
Autistic Emperor,
I can't wait for pizza day.

That's enough! I just can't!
I'm mad at the internet

I'm a friend to all Israelis,
I hate trannies, gypsies, and Turks.
Americans don't make good cheese.
Eat European cheese if you're a real Kiwi.

In my closet,
Scrolling through web pages,
Anime sucks,
Stop recommending it to me.

That's enough! I just can't!
I'm mad at the internet
 
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A song about EDP445 getting caught by predator poachers, and the cupcake excuse:
[Beginning instrumental]
[Verse]
Once you stood on the digital stage,
Fame in hand, no fear of the cage,
But the truth's a sharp, unyielding blade—
Now your name’s forever weighed.

[Verse 2]
Predator Poachers set the trap,
A sting that sealed your online map,
Yet you claimed no ill intent, no crime,
Just a craving for cupcakes in your prime.

[Verse 3]
But lies can’t sweeten what’s so sour,
In that dark, revealing hour,
When the mask you wore was torn away,
And the world saw you in dismay.

[Chorus]
E D P!
You stupid peh-dough!
You traded laughter for deceit,
Fell from grace, and missed the beat,
Now the echo of your past resounds,
As your empire crumbles down,
you stupid peh-dough!
E D P!

[Instrumental break]

[Outro]
For a taste of sugar, you lost it all,
No more fans to heed your call,
Now only shadows know your name,
Forever marked by guilt and shame.
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Just a dumb idea I had out of the blue, the following is a parody of Doug Walker's song "I Fucking Love Christmas" but is about loving Israel.

🇮🇱 I Fucking Love Israel 🇮🇱​

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[Verse 1]
I’m full of semitic semen,
The DNA test said that it’s hot!
We are God's chosen people,
It's what we were taught!
And when I put my yamaka on,
It’s a shabbos full of Jewish glee!
Lobbying the US government,
And profiting off intellectual property!

[Chorus]
'Cause we're kvetching, I love subverting,
And I fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-fucking love Israel!
Usin' American taxes to fund our state,
'Cause I’m fucking batshit crazy about Israel!
Israel comes first, the goyim musn't know,
For if they did, it would really blow! (oy fucking vey!)
'Cause it’s growing, there's more funding,
And I fu-fu-fu-fucking love Israel!

[Verse 2]
Sharia Law's crude, I love the Talmud,
And I fu-fu-fu-fu-fu fucking love Israel!
I love dancing Israelis, and the USS Liberty,
'Cause I’m fucking batshit crazy about Israel!
First we take Syria, and then Iraq,
Then we bulldoze Gaza, we are so fucking back!
'Cause I’m got Chutzpah, at my Bar Mitzvah,
And I fu-fu-fu-fu-fucking love Israel!

[Bridge]
And the goyim,
We'll destroy 'em,
And enjoy 'em,
As our cattle for years!
Keep it longer,
Our army's stronger,
Nothing’s wrong here,
War in Gaza'll continue for years!
Steal a portion,
Feeling fortune,
Protect abortion,
For sacrifice to Moloch!
GDP's higher,
Stock buyer,
Funds wired,
Circumcising my Hebrew cock!
I love manipulating the market for a quick shekel,
By the way, that Yeshua bastard's rotting in Hell!
I love Theodor Herzl, and Prime Minister Netanyahu!
We'll let civilians die, if it's what we must do!
The ADL will slander resilient goyim until they submit!
And remind them of the 6 gorillion that died in Auschwitz!

[Chorus]
Followin' Noah, anudda Shoah,
I fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-fucking love Israel!
I serve fucking Yahweh, the Israelite God,
I must be fucking batshit crazy about Israel!

[Outro]
If your criticize us, you're an antisemite,
You can attack us, but it's a losing fight!
Promoting sodomy, I love trannies,
Show your star of David, and submit to the goy wall!
We're going on a bombin' spree, while worshippin' Baal!
We control the media and the banks,
We give the IDF our thanks!
I fu-fu-fu-fu-fucking love Israel!
 
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Here's a simple one based on a competitive pokemon copypasta.
The pasta:
"Unfortunate" doesn't begin to describe my series, this game rewards blind luck and nothing else, I am beyond convinced at this point. After getting completely tooled by scheduling with my opponent changing times on me last minute and refusing to provide confirmation prior to the day of the match as to play times, losing this way somehow felt even worse than I had thought possible. My preparation was superior, my play was superior, and I lost, so I don't see a reason to continue engaging in an activity where what is within my control is overwhelmingly outweighed by what is not.
I am done with competitive Pokemon, and you won't get a fond farewell. This community is infected to its roots with a degenerative disease that grows stronger over time but stops short of killing its host. Tournaments used to have a competitive spirit at their heart, this has been transplanted and replaced with an artificial organ that feeds on vitriol and mockery from insecure little boys that heckle by the sidelines and tear each other to shreds over scraps of attention. The environment we fostered has trapped us all like this in a vicious cycle, and escaping it requires acceptance of the harshest reality we all scramble to explain away, that none of the countless straining efforts we put ourselves through here will ever amount to one single shining glimmer of significance. I would make this the end, but World Cup is still ongoing, and I would never leave so many great friends out to dry, so I'll suffer through a few more games for them.
One last thing before I leave you all to react with disdain, ridicule, and self-righteous fervor, before you do everything in your power to minimize my words and thoughts, box them up and shove them to some cobwebbed corner of your memory, and hope they disappear forever as a stain on your finite time ground to dust. From this moment on, nothing you say matters to me. The foulest insults you hurl with intent to wound will calmly settle at the earth before my feet, and the venom you spit will bring all the pain of a warm summer breeze. You are less than anything you can conceive, while I carry on, brimming with joy distilled from detachment
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The song, titled "Lavos cope":
 
Chibi, legend of cringe
Lyrics:
[Verse 1]
Chibi, the speedrunning clown,
Took over the couch, then you crashed, and drowned.
Summer Games Done Quick, a moment of shame,
You hijacked the stream, had nothing to gain.
Unfunny and loud, you droned on and on,
With jokes that were tired, and humor that’s gone.
“Be quiet” was the plea, a meme for the ages,
Now you’re stuck in the past, just flipping through pages.

[Chorus]
CHIBI, your moment's a jest,
In the halls of infamy, you’ll never find rest.
Your jokes fell flat, and your ego grew wide,
You’re a legend of cringe with nowhere to hide.
From Twitter to streams, it’s a never-ending cry,
Shut up, Chibi, shut up!

[Verse 2]
you say you’re over it, but we know it's a lie,
A video of faux-closure, just to pacify.
You argue with mom on your livestream parade,
whining on Twitter, your troubles displayed,
You’ve been milking that meme for far too long,
A sad little man who just doesn’t belong.

[Chorus]
Chibi, your moment's a jest,
In the halls of infamy, you’ll never find rest.
Your jokes fell flat, and your ego grew wide,
You’re a legend of cringe with nowhere to hide.
From Twitter to streams, it’s a never-ending cry,
Shut up, Chibi, shut up!

[Outro]
So laugh at the story of Chibi’s great fall,
A meme of the masses, a caution to all.
When you seek the spotlight and don’t know the game,
Remember this tale and the price of the fame!

[End]
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Concord, a flop
Lyrics:
[Verse]
Sony gambled, they rolled the dice,
Concord hit the shelves, but it’s cold as ice.
A hero-shooter, lost in the fray,
With designs so bland, a digital gray.
Forty bucks, for what? A huge flop!

[Chorus]
OH SONY, oh Sony, what’s with this blunder?
Concord’s a ghost, it’s all just bluster.
You aimed for the stars but crashed in the dirt,
A game that’s so bland it’s the ultimate hurt.
Concord bros!
It's over!

[Verse 2]
Remember LawBreakers, that infamous flop?
At least it survived a year—didn’t drop like a rock.
But Concord? Just weeks, and the curtain was drawn,
A swift, sad exit from dusk till dawn!

[Bridge]
LawBreakers had its time, at least it had a chance,
Concord is a shame, a brief, ugly dance.
The hype turned to ashes, the fans turned away,
A flop to remember, not just today!
Forever!

[Chorus]
OH SONY, oh Sony, what’s with this blunder?
Concord’s a ghost, it’s all just bluster.
You aimed for the stars but crashed in the dirt,
A game that’s so bland it’s the ultimate hurt.
Concord bros!
It's over!

[Instrumental Break]

[End]
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I have no idea how the AI got this out of me asking for hardbass, but here's another version of "Rubles (Jackie Singh)", this time with the legendary third verse from their second show at the Fillmore in 1973.
 
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I have remade the infamous Laplace Victim post about how the incels were always right into an actual song! (With apologies to Null and Trombonista)
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[Powerful intro]
WOOOW
HELLO SUB HUMANS!
ADMIT INCELS WERE RIGHT

LOOKS ARE THE ONLY IMPORTANT THING WHEN IT COMES TO DATING!
[Bridge]
[Verse 1]
Gather 'round and listen up, know that I was once like you
Plain old incel, Spectrum being, if you listen, I can show you, I can tell you what to do
Therapy is not the answer, character- who gives a shit?
Only through the looxmaxing will these hoes ever let you hit

[Pre-chorus, melodic]
A virgin at sixteen, gross and unwanted (oooh!)
Feast your eyes faaggots, wittness me now (oooh!)
Eighteen years old and widely regarded (oooh!)
With seventeen women I've laid, please say WOW

[Chorus]
YAAAW!
HELLO SUB HUMANS!
ADMIT INCELS WERE RIGHT!
My absolute truth you never shall fight!
WHOOOOAH
All of you self-loathing neets in denial
Repressing their inceldom, stewing in bile!
FACE IT SUB HUMANS
THE INCELS
WERE ALWAYS
RIGHT!
YAAAAAAAW!

[Verse 2]
Toss out that normie handbook, it's not for you and me
Just fix your looks, go hit that gym and only then you'll see
From sixteen percent to eleven- yours truly has lost all his fat
A prettyboy haircut and skincare routine, go and try to surpass that!

[Pre-chorus, melodic]
My dedication to chewing and mewing (oooh!)
Forever unchallenged, there is not a chance (oooh!)
Stay in my shadow and do how I'm doing (oooh!)
Maybe some whores then will ask you to dance (oooh!)

[Chorus]
YAAAW!
HELLO SUB HUMANS!
ADMIT INCELS WERE RIGHT!
My absolute truth you never shall fight!
WHOOOOAH
All of you self-loathing neets in denial
Repressing their inceldom, stewing in bile!
FACE IT SUB HUMANS
THE INCELS
WERE ALWAYS
RIGHT!
YAAAAAAAW!

[Verse 4]
Just look at you kiwis, take one glance- leadership weak and so are you
Behold Trombonista- a god's honest troon, my looksmaxxed eyes can't handle this view
And Null rotund leader- you'd mock him as pooner
Such feminine eyes and frail face would surely spread rumors

[Instrumental]
[Breakdown]
Listen twat, let me give you some dating advice
In their desires women are never precise
Tinder experiments wise and concise
Gladwell and Moskowitz, research devise
Spaghetti sauce preferences adding the spice
Witness my visage, one look won't suffice
Etch in your brain that
THIS
IS
WHAT
WOMEN
WANT
[Bridge]
[Pre-chorus, epic]
Sexual dimorphism rare in this place (oooh!)
So is good health, all I see is fat blobs (oooh!)
Come heed my words and admire my face (oooh!)
Or rot in this filth and choke on your sobs! (oooh!)
[Intensive Chorus]
YAAAW!
HELLO SUB HUMANS!
ADMIT INCELS WERE RIGHT!
My absolute truth you never shall fight!
WHOOOOAH
All of you self-loathing neets in denial
Repressing their inceldom, stewing in bile!
FACE IT SUB HUMANS
THE INCELS
WERE ALWAYS
RIGHT!
YAAAAAAAW!

[Outro, dramatic monologue]
Why hello Mr. Vingle, welcome to the Dee Emm! Are you here to talk about chewing and mewing?
Wah! MR VINGLE, WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?
 
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Does anyone have that song about Sneed's feed and Seed that was on Josh's twitter before it was nuked? The style was aggressive gritty nu metal and the lyrics were like " In the shadow of sneed feed and seed oh yeah, hidden with secrets or so it seemed".
 
Borderlands, Hollywood flop.
Lyrics:
[Verse 1]
Oh, no!
Borderlands, you aimed for the stars,
With a budget so bloated, you shot for Mars.
One hundred million flushed down the drain,
For a film that’s nothing but sorrow and pain.
Three years in the works, what a post-production slog,
But the end result? Just a cinematic fog.
A cast too old, the jokes didn’t land,
And Jack Black’s Claptrap? Too hard to withstand.

[Chorus]
Lionsgate! what’s this mess you’ve made?
A film so bad, it’s already decayed.
Rotten Tomatoes? A zero to start,
Ten percent now, but it still breaks the heart.
Borderlands sucks!

[Verse 2]
You spent thirty million to push it wide,
$8.8 million's all that’s inside.
The world said "nope" to this cinematic wreck,
Not even nostalgia could save your check.
Craig Mazin fled, took his name off the list,
And who could blame him? This film’s in the mist.

[Bridge]
Three and a half years for a laughable flop,
No vaults, no loot, just a belly flop drop.
From Pandora’s world to a big screen disgrace,
You aimed for a legend, but lost in the race.
Randy Pitchford, just fawk off!

[Chorus]
Lionsgate! What’s this mess you’ve made?
A film so bad, it’s already decayed.
Rotten Tomatoes? A zero to start,
Ten percent now, but it still breaks the heart.
Borderlands sucks!

[Outro]
So here’s to Borderlands, a Hollywood tale,
Of a game-turned-film that was destined to fail.
No sequels, no glory, just a lesson in waste!
Next time, Lionsgate, try making some haste!

[End]
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This is a cute little love song about a girl doting on her gruff but lovable boyfriend. It was inspired by a recent episode of MATI where Josh revealed he had a teacher that called him "Moon Pie."

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[Verse 1]
He's rough and tuff
He's my hot stuff
Chocolate covered
Marshmallow fluff
Soft and sweet
My little treat
He makes my heart sing
And skip a beat

[Chorus]
Oh me oh my
It's my Moon Pie
The candy apple of my eye
I can't deny that he's my kinda guy
Without him I would surely die

[Verse 2]
My sugar coated lil' delight
The one to set my heart alight
I knew it was love at first sight
Or was it love at first bite?
His chocolate shell it cannot hide
That my Moon Pie is soft and sweet inside
And I'll always be there by his side
Two lovers no one can divide

[Chorus]
Oh me oh my
It's my Moon Pie
The candy apple of my eye
I can't deny that he's my kinda guy
Without him I would surely die

[Outro Softer]
Oh me oh my
It's my Moon Pie
The candy apple of my eye
I can't deny he's my kinda guy
Without Josh Moon I would die.
 

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I was bored and wanted to revisit an old song now that I have more experience using Suno.

Memories -


[Verse 1]
You know that memory inside your head?
The one you think about when you're alone in bed?
The most humiliating thing you ever did?
The worse thing you remember when you were a kid?

[Chorus]
Well there's an alternate dimension where it never happened
And in that alternate dimension you're asleep
Because you never did that thing you think about alone in bed
No humiliating memories in your head

[Verse 2]
In the alternate dimension where you're still asleep
You're much happier and better looking too
But in this dimension that thing still happened just like it always did
Everything's the same and you're still you

[Chorus]
Well there's an alternate dimension where it never happened
And in that alternate dimension you're asleep
Because you never did that thing you think about alone in bed
No humiliating memories in your head

[Verse 3]
In this dimension where you did the thing you did
Well you can't erase the memory itself
But you can undo the one who did the thing you think about
Just go and get a gun and kill yourself.

[Chorus]
Well there's an alternate dimension where it never happened
And in that alternate dimension you're asleep
Because you never did that thing you think about alone in bed
No humiliating memories when you're dead
 
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A song about Dcigs, who has a thread here, but it's sadly not updated often (because he's not relevant anymore, he a broke ass nigga, as he'd say)

Title: DeAndre Siggers

[Verse 1]
Oh!
Once a king of viral fame,
funny videos, they carved his name,
pranks and rants that caught the eye,
Even Eminem couldn’t deny.
But the algorithm had its way,
Dee cigs fame began to fray.

[Chorus]
A fall from grace,
from heights so tall,
Now he’s ranting in his “slogs” of woe,
Begging for change in the undertow.
Dee cigs, what the fawk!
You suck now!
Woah! Oh!
You suck now!

[Instrumental break]

[Verse 2]
He flew to Florida to meet Kevin Hart,
Thought he was destined for comedy’s art,
But he threw it all away,
like a fawking idiot,
A parking lot brawl that he couldn't win,
Backed down quick, when fists moved in.
Yelling at fans for not leaving a comment,
Blaming the world for his lack of content!

[Chorus]
A fall from grace,
from heights so tall,
Now he’s ranting in his “slogs” of woe,
Begging for change in the undertow.
Dee cigs, what the fawk!
You suck now!

[Outro]
From making bank to dodging rent,
From fans adored to money spent,
Deleting comments, blocking hate,
Can’t face the truth, it's far too late!
Indiegogo for the pawned-out stuff,
Cried for cash when things got rough.
Dee cigs, you're a fawking joke!

[End]
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Track title: Mexican't
It's about how bad Mexico's soccer team is these days. Even their hardcore fans mostly turned against it, and got a few matches to end early via problematic chants of EEEEEEEEEEEEHH PUTO!
[Verse]
POO-TOE!
The crowd roars, against the team!
Mexico! No!
You lost again,
Uruguay, Argentina,
any decent team,
can kick your ass now!

[Chorus]
Top fawking lel,
you used to be cool!
it all fell apart,
year after year,
no one cares,
about the gold cup,
uh-oh! It's happening!
POO-TOE!

[Verse 2]
You're so bad now,
you have to take,
random foreign players,
into your national team!
Fawking hell!
Have some shame!
It's Mexico, not whatever you want!

[Instrumental Break]

[Chorus]
Top fawking lel,
you used to be cool!
it all fell apart,
year after year,
no one cares,
about the gold cup,
uh-oh! It's happening!
POO-TOE!

[Outro]
By the way,
Cheecha-ree-toe,
was always a meme,
bringing him back,
will change nothing!
Your team fawking sucks!

[End]
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