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A-Stump said:
I'm confused. THE Asalieri? Internet nobody who sperged about James Rolfe, Irate Gamer, and the Archfiend?

That's the only Asalieri I know. The fuck did he get up to lmao
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Yes, that's exactly it. Godwinson brought him back from the grave into the Gunt Sphere as part of a convoluted plan to own his former associate PPP with the power of music.
 
Rage pig of Lisbon
(Parody of Werewolves of London)

I saw a rage pig with a gay purse in his hand
Walking through the streets of Lisbon as sworn
He was looking for the place called o bordel
For to get a big bowl of corn

OINK, rage pig of Lisbon
OINK
OINK, rage pig of Lisbon
OINK

You hear him squeeling at your front door
You better not let him in
Little lady got spat on late last night
Rage pig of Lisbon again

OINK, rage pig of Lisbon
OINK
OINK, rage pig of Lisbon
OINK

He's the small rounded man who ran amok at Arby's
Lately he's been with a gay Mexican
You better stay away from him, he'll eat your ass out Jim
Huh, he really likes his medicine

OINK, rage pig of Lisbon
OINK
OINK, rage pig of Lisbon
OINK

Well, I saw Andy Warski walking with PPP
Doin' the rage pig of Lisbon
I saw Andy Warski Jr. walking with Jesus Christ, uh
Doin' the rage pig of Lisbon
I saw a rage pig drinkin' Marker's mark with oldman Dick
His gunt was perfect

OINK, rage pig of Lisbon
Hey eat shit
OINK, rage pig of Lisbon
 
Given recent events between Ralph and the Morris family, this was screaming to be done.

SPITE WEDDING
Originally WHITE WEDDING by Billy Idol

Hey little sister, what have you done
Hey little sister, is he five foot one?
Hey little sister, who's that informant?
Hey little sister, is this what you want?
Hey little sister, SHART GUNT

It's a nice day to shart again
It's a nice day for a spite wedding
It's a nice day to
SHART AGAIN

Hey little sister, who is it you're with
Hey little sister, who's that Memphis bitch?
Hey little sister, shart gunt (oh yeah)
Hey little sister, who's your informant?
Hey little sister, SHART GUNT

It's a nice day to shart again
It's a nice day for a spite wedding
It's a nice day to start again

Don't you come home, hear?
Hey little sister, what have you done
Hey little sister, what's that on his thumb?
We've stored his shirts for so long (so long)
We've stored his belt for so long (so long)
Put up with his shit for so long
It's a nice day to shart again
Come on, it's a nice day for a spite wedding
It's a nice day to shart again

There is nothin' left by his side, baby
You're just a laughin' stock at his side
You're just a gunted horse at his side
Don't let him make you his new bride
Please just walk away with your pride

Start again!
Come on

It's a nice day for a spite wedding
It's a nice day to shart again
It's a nice day to shart again
It's a nice day to shart again
 
Merry Guntmas, everyone.

This year, I planned to do a large Guntmas album where a bunch of kiwi's and I would be writing Guntmas songs and signing them. But all the Keffles downtime months ago stopped that from happening as it was a large project. We were going to have great songs like Maker's and Xans, Ralphy the Fat-Gunted Ragehog, Jiggle Gunt Flop, and I Wish It Could Be Guntmas Everyday, but that didn't happen. Maybe next year. Anywhere, here's the lyrics to Maker's and Xans. Sing along if you know the words.


Maker's and Xans
Maker's and Xans
Ethan Ralph consumes
Both Maker's and Xans
Why does he spend his earned worth
Just for the pleasure
It gives his fat girth?
Maker's and Xans
Maker's and Xans
Addiction is here to stay
Maker's and Xans cocktails
On every Guntmas day
Maker's and Xans
Maker's and Xans
Ethan Ralph wishes for Maker's and Xans
Maker's and Xans
Maker's and Xans
Addiction is here to stay
Maker's and Xans cocktails
On every Guntmas day
 
Ralphie the fatass was a mean loud raging hog
With some makers mark and expanding gunt
Wasted money on a bog

Ralphie the dipshit had a love affair that's true
Rape and porn that's gross, sometimes bones a horse
And probably did the same to the rest of the zoo

The must of been some heroine inside that gucci purse
Cause when those nice men took it away
He began to "SUEY" and curse

Oh, Ralphie the rage hog smoking heroine like cocaine
Sweaty, fat and dumb. and he's on the run
Smoking heroine cause he can't find a vein.
 
Chud
Parody of Shout by Tears for Fears
Written by Cal Rollia

(Chorus)
Chud chud
Holler it out
We will save the west from cucks
Come on, I'm talking to you so come on
Chud chud
Holler it out
We are here to save the west from cucks
Come, I'm taking to you so come on

(Verse 1)
In violent times
You shouldn't have to bend to troons
In black or white
You have to keep them in a bin of loons
Don't fall for a ethots
Don't live a life filled with copes
Your manhood can't be bought
Got to see the bigger scope
Got to see the bigger scope
Chud


(chorus)
Chud chud
Holler it out
We will save the west from cucks
Come on, I'm talking to you so come on
Chud chud
Holler it out
We are here to save the west from cucks
Come, I'm taking to you so come on



(Verse 2)
They locked you in
And return you gave them hell
Run the glomo's patience thin
I hope we live to tell the tale
I hope we live to tell the tale
Chud



(Chorus)
Chud chud
Holler it out
We will save the west from cucks
Come on, I'm talking to you so come on
Chud chud
Holler it out
We are here to save the west from cucks
Come on, I'm taking to you so come on
Chud chud
Holler it out
We will save the west from cucks
Come on, I'm talking to you so come on
Chud chud
Holler it out
We are here to save the west from cucks
Come, I'm taking to you so come on

(Verse 3)
Boy I hope taking this fight with stride
If I could continue to encourage
One day you'll have that Slavic or asian bride
you'll have that Slavic or asian bride
Chud

(Chorus)
Chud chud
Holler it out
We will save the west from cucks
Come on, I'm talking to you so come on
Chud chud
Holler it out
We are here to save the west from cucks
Come on, I'm taking to you so come on
Chud chud
Holler it out
We will save the west from cucks
Come on, I'm talking to you so come on
Chud chud
Holler it out
We are here to save the west from cucks
Come on, I'm taking to you so come on
(You'll get that Slavic or Asian Bride)

(Chorus)
Chud chud
Holler it out
(You'll get that Slavic or asian Bride)
We will save the west from cucks
Come on, I'm talking to you so come on
Chud chud
Holler it out
We are here to save the west from cucks
Come on, I'm talking to you so come on


 
Rome
Parody of Pompeii by Bastille
Written by Cal Rollia

(Intro)
Eh-eh-oh, eh-oh
Eh-eh-oh, eh-oh
Eh-eh-oh, eh-oh
Eh-eh-oh, eh-oh
Eh-eh-oh, eh-oh
Eh-eh-oh, eh-oh
Eh-eh-oh, eh-oh
Eh-eh-oh, eh-oh

(Verse 1)
I spent my time laughing at a gunt with vices
Many times I watched him meltdown on his show

(Pre-Chorus)
And the hollering kept tumbling down
on the sector we love
Great kino climbing up the stream
spregs spectating from above

(Chorus)
If you watch the snipe
Does it feel like the gunt has change at all
If you watch the snipe
How it feels to watch him get felted & squeal
How he's ever going to cope about this?
How he's ever going to cope about this?

(Verse 2)
Will the gunt, get a beating live more than twice
In his holler, eye going sideways without his Murse

(Pre-chorus)
And the hollering kept tumbling down
on the sector we love
Great kino climbing up the stream
spregs spectating from above


(Chorus)
If you watch the snipe
Does it feel like the gunt has change at all
If you watch the snipe
How it feels to watch him get felted & squeal
How he's ever going to cope about this?
How he's ever going to cope about this?

(5:21pm)

(Bridge)
Oh, How can gunt hold his seethe, holding his wife as hostage
Oh, How can gunt hold his seethe, holding his wife as hostage

(Pre-chorus)
And the hollering kept tumbling down
on the sector we love
(Oh, How can gunt hold his seethe, holding his wife as hostage)
Great kino climbing up the stream
spregs spectating from above
(Oh, How can gunt hold his seethe, holding his wife as hostage)

(Chorus)
If you watch the snipe
Does it feel like the gunt has change at all
If you watch the snipe
How it feels to watch him get felted & squeal
How he's ever going to cope about this?
How he's ever going to cope about this?
If you watch the snipe
Does it feel like the gunt has change at all

(Outro)
Eh-eh-oh, eh-oh
Eh-eh-oh, eh-oh
Eh-eh-oh, eh-oh
Eh-eh-oh, eh-oh
Eh-eh-oh, eh-oh
Eh-eh-oh, eh-oh
Eh-eh-oh, eh-oh
Eh-eh-oh, eh-oh

 
I think everything's going to come crashing down for Ralph pretty soon, here's a sad little sendoff for him.

Donos Of Cat-Eared Boys
Parody of "The Low Spark of High Heeled Boys" by Traffic


If you see something that looks like a gunt
And it's passed out there on the ground
And your head is spinning from a loud grunt
And you just can't escape from the sound
Don't worry too much, it'll happen to you
We were groypers once, playing with toys

And the thing that you're hearing is only the sound
Of the donos of cat-eared boys

Child support you're not paying is too high priced
While you're living beyond all your means
And the boy in the suit has just bought a Big Mac
From the profit he's made on your streams
But today you just read that fat man was shot dead
By a gun that didn't make any noise
But it wasn't the xannies that laid him to rest
Was the donos of cat-eared boys

If you had just a minute to sneed
And they granted you one final wish
Would you ask for something like another chance?
Or something similar as this?
Don't worry too much, it'll happen to you
Sure as your sorrows are our joys

And the thing that aylawgs you is only the sound
Of the donos of cat-eared boys

Child support you're not paying is too high priced
While you're living beyond all your means
And the boy in the suit has just bought a Big Mac
From the profit he's made on your streams
But today you just read that fat man was shot dead
By a gun that didn't make any noise
But it wasn't the xannies that laid him to rest
Was the donos of cat-eared boys
Cat-eared boys

If I gave you everything that I owned
And asked for nothing in return
Would you berate me as I superchatted you?
Or take me for a ride
And strip me of everything including my pride
But the farms is something that no one destroys

And the sound that I'm hearing is only the sound
Of the donos of cat-eared boys
Eared boys
Ooh, ooh, ooh


 
:ramona:

BPD and xannyberries, a midget with low self-esteem
Watch his Cozy streams if you hate yourself
Bright blue hair and wigger clothes
Thinks a catboy cult is the way to go
He's a gunt, a cunt, a dime-a-dozen drunken fool

Drugs and booze and fried his mind
A thousand-yard stare for all those times
That he chocked and gagged on Nick Fuentes dong
Retarded views on politics
Likes to listen to nigger music
He drinks and smokes and tokes out of a dirty bong

He saw Ramona Flowers
And felt so empowered
By a movie made
In Pedowood
It's sad to think he has a daughter
Like a lamb to the slaughter
I think that I would punch him if I could

BPD and HIV, 37 years old, but looks like he's 90
Keffals tranny tits really make him drool
Bright blue hair but dead inside
HRT lifetime supply
He's a gunt, a cunt, Ronnie hit it in middle school

Only pedophiles in denial
Think he's anything worth while
Promised Nick Fuentes his firstborn child
He's an alcoholic loser bitch
That likes to listen to nigger music
He drinks and smokes and tokes and chokes on dick

He saw Ramona Flowers
And felt so empowered
By a movie made
In Pedowood
It's sad to think he has a daughter
Like a lamb to the slaughter
I think that I would punch him if I could
He saw Ramona Flowers
And felt so empowered
By a movie made
In Pedowood
It's sad to think he has a daughter
Like a lamb to the slaughter
I think that I would punch him if I could

:ramona:


Barely had to change anything.
 
Back from a creative lull.

Stowaway
Parody of Runaway by AURORA
Written by Cal Rollia Ft. @Needless

(Verse 1)
I was reading my thread
Saw an a-log post my dox
And when I went home
On my doorstep lay corn, crops
I thought of myself as a big shot
Bitch an internet celebrity
But then I stopped and thought
I know of a way to be free

(Pre-Chorus)
I'll live my life as a stowaway
No alogs could find me would they
Nobody would know nobody would know
My wife's sister is slatterny
Currently in awe of how my in-laws could be so dastardly
(Chorus)
But no, that's not true
I'm telling you wasn't even hard
It was a bad angle

(Verse 2)
I had pantsu take a picture
It was picture of me in Cuba
I forgot to feed tug and I spent the trip doing, Drugs
And alogs have been lying
Oh, lying on the ralphamale
My wife isn't taller than me,
There must be something wrong with the scale, la-di-da

(Pre-Chorus)
I'll live my life as a stowaway
No alogs could find me would they
Nobody would know nobody would know
My wife's sister is slatterny
Currently in awe of how my in-laws could be so dastardly
(Chorus)
But no, that's not true
I'm telling you wasn't even hard
Don't make me sue
But no, that's not true
I'm telling you wasn't even hard
Don't make me sue
But no, that's not true
I'm telling you wasn't even hard
It was a bad angle

(Bridge)
I kept streamin' just to spite them all
I kept streamin' just to spite them all
I kept streamin' just to spite them all
I kept streamin' just to spite them all

(Pre-Chorus)
I'll live my life as a stowaway
No alogs could find me would they
Nobody would know nobody would know
My wife's sister is slatterny
Currently in awe of how my in-laws could be so dastardly

(Chorus)
But no, that's not true
I'm telling you wasn't even hard
But no, that's not true
I'm telling you wasn't even hard
It was a bad angle

(Outro)
No, that's not true, I'm not five foot one, no, no
No, that's not true, I didn't shit myself, oh, oh, oh
No, that's not true, it's not hot outside, no, no
No, that's not true, you probably doxed him
You'll be harvested first, sir!

 
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Egirl
Treasure by Bruno mars
Written by cal rollia

(Intro)
Gamers rise up, you dooming motherfucker

(Verse 1)
Gimme me your, gimme me your mod status baby
I make sure your server has a trusted broom
Oh youre A shizo with a addiction with benzos baby
I make sure your server have no trannies that'll groom

(Prechorus)
Oh, woahh
I know you'll get me investigated by the feds (fed)
Oh, woah
I'll glowpost for a slim chance
To be mine (to mine)

(Chorus)
Egirl
Yeah that's what you are
You are my glowie star
You know you can make my dream come true
If you let grab the broom
If you let me grab the broom
Oh, oh, oh

(Verse 2)
Pretty girl, pretty girl, pretty my girl
You shouldn't be crying (crying)
If i see trolls in chat they'll get swept
You're everything thing I see in my streams
I cant see you irl, but smile on stream is something I'll accept

(Prechorus)
Oh, woahh
I know you'll get me investigated by the feds (fed)
Oh, woah
I'll glowpost for a slim chance
To be mine (to mine)

(Chorus)
Egirl
Yeah that's what you are
You are my glowie star
You know you can make my dream come true
If you let grab the broom
If you let me grab the broom
Oh, oh, oh

(Bridge)
You are my egirl, you are my egirl
You are my egirl, yeah, you, you, you are
You are my egirl, you are my egirl
You are my egirl, yeah, you, you, you are

(Chorus)
Egirl
Yeah that's what you are
You are my glowie star
You know you can make my dream come true
If you let grab the broom
If you let me grab the broom
Oh, oh, oh

 
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Goodbye horsess
Parody of goodbye horses by Q Larrzerus
Written by Cal Rollia & Lidl Drip

(Intro)
Ooh
ooh-ooh
Ooh
Ooh-ooh
Oh, ooh-ooh

(Verse 1)
She told me, I see you win (but)
It always lead to a fall
I chase men for clout, I see them troon
She said "how many friends can have a fallout"

(chorus)
And I say, "Oh no sir, I must say that's not true
And If I think about it, oh no sir, it was probably you
Won't you listen to me

(Verse 2)
She told me, you have to quit the booze
She comes in here, she's sees my pills and bottles
I'm lying on the ground
I passed out and had a litte fall
She say, "The streams been on all night"

(bridge)
Goodbye Horsess, I'm felted over you
Goodbye Horsess, I'm felted over you
Goodbye Horsess, I'm felted over you
Goodbye Horsess, I'm felted over you
Goodbye Horsess, I'm felted, felted, felted, felted over you

(Outro)
oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh

 
Unfortunate son by chatGPT. Does it knows?...

(Verse 1)
Some folks are born to a silver spoon,
With privilege wealth, they're over the moon,
But Ethan Ralph, he didn't have it all,
A sad, lonely alcoholic, ready to fall.

(Chorus)
'Cause he's a fortunate son, with a bottle in hand,
A self-proclaimed internet king, but he can't understand,
That his toxic ways, they won't ever prevail,
Oh, Ethan Ralph, your ship's about to sail.

(Verse 2)
He spends his nights in a drunken haze,
Streaming his failures for the world to gaze,
But his words are slurred and his mind's a mess,
A cautionary tale of what not to profess.

(Chorus)
'Cause he's a fortunate son, with a bottle in hand,
A self-proclaimed internet king, but he can't understand,
That his toxic ways, they won't ever prevail,
Oh, Ethan Ralph, your ship's about to sail.

(Bridge)
He claims to be a rebel, fighting for the truth,
But all he spreads is hatred, from the days of his youth,
A puppet on a string, controlled by his own vice,
Ethan Ralph, your time is running out, pay the price.

(Verse 3)
He thinks he's a legend, a hero of the web,
But the reality is, he's just a sad, lonely ebb,
Addicted to drama, addicted to strife,
He's drowning in his own self-destructive life.

(Chorus)
'Cause he's a fortunate son, with a bottle in hand,
A self-proclaimed internet king, but he can't understand,
That his toxic ways, they won't ever prevail,
Oh, Ethan Ralph, your ship's about to sail.

(Outro)
Oh, Ethan Ralph, your story's a sad one,
A cautionary tale of a man come undone,
So put down that bottle, find a better way,
For redemption's calling, it's a brand-new day.
 
Teaser for what's coming

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