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Crankin’ My Frog
kiwifarms.net
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Billy Joel inspired song about we just can't seem to describe any recent suspects on the news. This is mostly just me cramming wikipedia's list of a certain kind of slur into song form, thanks wiki jannies. 
"Several Young Men Started the Fire"
"Several Young Men Started the Fire"
Version 2, better song structure but the bix nood isn't as funny
"Several Young Men Started the Fire"
“Police were called to the scene of homicide today, reports say the suspects who fled the scene were several young men.
”Several young men?"
How do we describe them, hand me a pen.
Abeed, Acting white, Alligator bait
Aunt Jemima, Bamboula, Black Buck
Colored, Koon, Cushi
Diversity, equity, and inclusion
Every Race Has a Flag but the Koon
Mup da do didda po mo Gub bidda be dat tum Mufuggen bix nood
Noble Boer, keep them out the neighborhood
Hottentot, Jim Crow, Jogger
Kaffir, Lunchtime Rowdy, Macaca
Monkey chanting, Mulatto, Murzyn
Nafris, Neegro, Nig-nog
Nihgger, Niglet, Pickaninnee
Porch-Monkey, Rastus, Sambo
Schvartze, Shaquella, Tar-Baby
Uncle Tom, Wog
“Knowing my brother is to love my brother,” Philonise Floyd, George’s brother, told CNN’s Don Lemon.“
"He’s a gentle giant, he don’t hurt anybody.”
Diversity, equity, and inclusion
Every Race Has a Flag but the Koon
Mup da do didda po mo Gub bidda be dat tum Mufuggen bix nood
Derek Chauvin, keep them out the neighborhood
Diversity, equity, and inclusion
Every Race Has a Flag but the Koon
Mup da do didda po mo Gub bidda be dat tum Mufuggen bix nood
Zimzam, keep them out the neighborhood
”Several young men?"
How do we describe them, hand me a pen.
Abeed, Acting white, Alligator bait
Aunt Jemima, Bamboula, Black Buck
Colored, Koon, Cushi
Diversity, equity, and inclusion
Every Race Has a Flag but the Koon
Mup da do didda po mo Gub bidda be dat tum Mufuggen bix nood
Noble Boer, keep them out the neighborhood
Hottentot, Jim Crow, Jogger
Kaffir, Lunchtime Rowdy, Macaca
Monkey chanting, Mulatto, Murzyn
Nafris, Neegro, Nig-nog
Nihgger, Niglet, Pickaninnee
Porch-Monkey, Rastus, Sambo
Schvartze, Shaquella, Tar-Baby
Uncle Tom, Wog
“Knowing my brother is to love my brother,” Philonise Floyd, George’s brother, told CNN’s Don Lemon.“
"He’s a gentle giant, he don’t hurt anybody.”
Diversity, equity, and inclusion
Every Race Has a Flag but the Koon
Mup da do didda po mo Gub bidda be dat tum Mufuggen bix nood
Derek Chauvin, keep them out the neighborhood
Diversity, equity, and inclusion
Every Race Has a Flag but the Koon
Mup da do didda po mo Gub bidda be dat tum Mufuggen bix nood
Zimzam, keep them out the neighborhood
"Several Young Men Started the Fire"
Version 2, better song structure but the bix nood isn't as funny
“Police were called to the scene of homicide today, reports say the suspects who fled the scene were several young men.
”Several young men?
How do we describe them, hand me a pen.
Abeed, Alligator bait, Looters
Bamboula, Black Buck, Shooters
Aunt Jemima, Colored, Strap-hangers
Subway dancers, Koon, Gang-bangers
Diversity, equity, and inclusion
Every Race Has a Flag but the Koon
Mup da do didda po mo Gub bidda be dat tum Mufuggen bix nood
Noble Boer, keep them out the neighborhood
Hottentot, Jim Crow, Gang members
Jogger, Black Friday crowds, Repeat Offenders
Lunchtime Rowdy, Tar-Baby, Neegro
Mulatto, Pickaninnee, Sambo
Scholarship recipients, Kaffir, Nig-nog
Porch-Monkey, Young fathers, Wog
Rastus, Uncle Tom, Troubled young men, Mammy, Aspiring rappers, Church goers, Darkie, Gifted athletes, Community activists, the list gets bigger
Niglet, Niggie, Nihgger!
“He a good boy, he dindu nuffin. We just need mo money for dem programs”
Diversity, equity, and inclusion
Every Race Has a Flag but the Koon
Mup da do didda po mo Gub bidda be dat tum Mufuggen bix nood
L A P D, keep them out the neighborhood
Diversity, equity, and inclusion
Every Race Has a Flag but the Koon
Mup da do didda po mo Gub bidda be dat tum Mufuggen bix nood
Zimzam, keep them out the neighborhood
”Several young men?
How do we describe them, hand me a pen.
Abeed, Alligator bait, Looters
Bamboula, Black Buck, Shooters
Aunt Jemima, Colored, Strap-hangers
Subway dancers, Koon, Gang-bangers
Diversity, equity, and inclusion
Every Race Has a Flag but the Koon
Mup da do didda po mo Gub bidda be dat tum Mufuggen bix nood
Noble Boer, keep them out the neighborhood
Hottentot, Jim Crow, Gang members
Jogger, Black Friday crowds, Repeat Offenders
Lunchtime Rowdy, Tar-Baby, Neegro
Mulatto, Pickaninnee, Sambo
Scholarship recipients, Kaffir, Nig-nog
Porch-Monkey, Young fathers, Wog
Rastus, Uncle Tom, Troubled young men, Mammy, Aspiring rappers, Church goers, Darkie, Gifted athletes, Community activists, the list gets bigger
Niglet, Niggie, Nihgger!
“He a good boy, he dindu nuffin. We just need mo money for dem programs”
Diversity, equity, and inclusion
Every Race Has a Flag but the Koon
Mup da do didda po mo Gub bidda be dat tum Mufuggen bix nood
L A P D, keep them out the neighborhood
Diversity, equity, and inclusion
Every Race Has a Flag but the Koon
Mup da do didda po mo Gub bidda be dat tum Mufuggen bix nood
Zimzam, keep them out the neighborhood
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In honor of our bunker buster drop on Iran using B-2 Spirits:
"Grave of Tomorrow (Doom Paul's Lament)"
"Grave of Tomorrow (Doom Paul's Lament)"
It’s happening! You didn’t listen, and now the sirens drown the Liberty Bell!
Midnight wings over Persian sand,
Black triad whispering a bankrupt command.
Congress counts the silver while the afterburners glow,
Ron Paul on the short-wave sighs, “Told you so.”
Ticker tape of debt keeps fluttering down,
We mortgage the clouds, then set them on fire—watch them drown.
Don’t call it a grave, it’s the future you chose,
Seeds of empire sprout where the bunker-buster blows.
A garden of ash in the thermals it grows—
Don’t call it a grave, it’s the future you chose.
Amber waves of grain now a grayscale feed,
8K livestream of the last bold deed.
Flag still flaps on a windswept hill,
While offshore markets quietly thrill.
Neon ticker flashes, “FREEDOM SALE—ONE NIGHT ONLY!”
All debts reclaimed in blood and acrimony.
Don’t call it a grave, it’s the future you chose,
Scroll past the blast like another meme that froze.
The comment thread burns, yet the dopamine flows—
Don’t call it a grave, it’s the future you chose.
End the Fed? Too late, my friend—
The bill comes due in mushroom ends.
Audit the sky; the ledgers ignite;
Liberty’s torch is a drone strike tonight.
Sirens duet with the Fourth of July,
Patriot fireflies streak across the sky.
Founders watch from varnished frames—
Oil on canvas, mute in flames.
Don’t call it a grave, it’s the future you chose,
History’s coffin lid finally did close.
Your children inherit what nobody opposed—
Don’t call it a grave, it’s the future you chose.
It’s happening. It’s always been happening.
Midnight wings over Persian sand,
Black triad whispering a bankrupt command.
Congress counts the silver while the afterburners glow,
Ron Paul on the short-wave sighs, “Told you so.”
Ticker tape of debt keeps fluttering down,
We mortgage the clouds, then set them on fire—watch them drown.
Don’t call it a grave, it’s the future you chose,
Seeds of empire sprout where the bunker-buster blows.
A garden of ash in the thermals it grows—
Don’t call it a grave, it’s the future you chose.
Amber waves of grain now a grayscale feed,
8K livestream of the last bold deed.
Flag still flaps on a windswept hill,
While offshore markets quietly thrill.
Neon ticker flashes, “FREEDOM SALE—ONE NIGHT ONLY!”
All debts reclaimed in blood and acrimony.
Don’t call it a grave, it’s the future you chose,
Scroll past the blast like another meme that froze.
The comment thread burns, yet the dopamine flows—
Don’t call it a grave, it’s the future you chose.
End the Fed? Too late, my friend—
The bill comes due in mushroom ends.
Audit the sky; the ledgers ignite;
Liberty’s torch is a drone strike tonight.
Sirens duet with the Fourth of July,
Patriot fireflies streak across the sky.
Founders watch from varnished frames—
Oil on canvas, mute in flames.
Don’t call it a grave, it’s the future you chose,
History’s coffin lid finally did close.
Your children inherit what nobody opposed—
Don’t call it a grave, it’s the future you chose.
It’s happening. It’s always been happening.
Crankin’ My Frog
kiwifarms.net
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- Jun 14, 2025
I'm having a lot of fun dumping greentexts into it and cooking up a chorus for structure.
A Third-Wave Ska cover of one about anons worst decision ever
"Post Nut Clarity"
An Emo cover about anons job struggle. Suno decided on it's own to loop the chorus in a way I could only hope to tell it to do.
"Life at the Bottom"
A Third-Wave Ska cover of one about anons worst decision ever
"Post Nut Clarity"
I really need your help anons
Be me, twenty years ago
Be sperm
Overhear chad seeds talking about how great life must be
Think to myself, “Fuck it, it can’t be any worse than being stuck in here with these faggots”.
Hatchplan.exe
Stacy eggs and chadsperms
That’s the way the nut turns
I really need your help anons
Know that I will never have a chance racing against chads
See Chadsperms swim to front lines
Instead I swim to the very back of the ball sack
Watch chadseeds fly into a tissue and be thrown into the trash
Kek.mp3
Stacy eggs and Chadsperms
That’s the way the nut turns
Gonna try, hope I pass
Pray it’s not a man’s ass
I really need your help anons
A little later swim to the front and wait for my chance
Only me and the other autist sperm left
Make my way to the womb
Be born
Stacy eggs and Chadsperms
That’s the way the nut turns
Won the race, I’m a baby
Hope my moms a white lady
I really need your help anons
I really need your help anons
Be me now
Regret that decision every day
Be me, twenty years ago
Be sperm
Overhear chad seeds talking about how great life must be
Think to myself, “Fuck it, it can’t be any worse than being stuck in here with these faggots”.
Hatchplan.exe
Stacy eggs and chadsperms
That’s the way the nut turns
I really need your help anons
Know that I will never have a chance racing against chads
See Chadsperms swim to front lines
Instead I swim to the very back of the ball sack
Watch chadseeds fly into a tissue and be thrown into the trash
Kek.mp3
Stacy eggs and Chadsperms
That’s the way the nut turns
Gonna try, hope I pass
Pray it’s not a man’s ass
I really need your help anons
A little later swim to the front and wait for my chance
Only me and the other autist sperm left
Make my way to the womb
Be born
Stacy eggs and Chadsperms
That’s the way the nut turns
Won the race, I’m a baby
Hope my moms a white lady
I really need your help anons
I really need your help anons
Be me now
Regret that decision every day
An Emo cover about anons job struggle. Suno decided on it's own to loop the chorus in a way I could only hope to tell it to do.
"Life at the Bottom"
Be me
Bottomless pit supervisor
In charge of making sure the bottomless pit is, in fact, bottomless
Occasionally have to go down there and check if the bottomless pit is still bottomless
One day I go down there and the bottomless pit is no longer bottomless
The bottom of the bottomless pit is now just a regular pit
Distress.jpg
Tears on my cheeks
Problems, I’ve gottem
Life is a pit and someone’s fucking my bottom
Ask my boss what to do
He says “just make it bottomless again”
I say “how?"
He says “I don’t know, you’re the supervisor”
Rage.jpg
Tears on my cheeks
Troubles, I’ve gottem
Life is a pit and someone’s phucking my bottom
Quit my job
Become a regular pit supervisor
First day on the job, go to the new hole
It’s bottomless.
Life is a pit and someone’s fucking my bottom
Bottomless pit supervisor
In charge of making sure the bottomless pit is, in fact, bottomless
Occasionally have to go down there and check if the bottomless pit is still bottomless
One day I go down there and the bottomless pit is no longer bottomless
The bottom of the bottomless pit is now just a regular pit
Distress.jpg
Tears on my cheeks
Problems, I’ve gottem
Life is a pit and someone’s fucking my bottom
Ask my boss what to do
He says “just make it bottomless again”
I say “how?"
He says “I don’t know, you’re the supervisor”
Rage.jpg
Tears on my cheeks
Troubles, I’ve gottem
Life is a pit and someone’s phucking my bottom
Quit my job
Become a regular pit supervisor
First day on the job, go to the new hole
It’s bottomless.
Life is a pit and someone’s fucking my bottom
There Is Light At The End
kiwifarms.net
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- Jan 28, 2021
in honor of degenerates' month
[INTRO VERSE]
You plaster rainbows on your lies,
Hide fangs behind "inclusive" cries.
"Love is love!*" — your twisted creed,
While fugs and dykes plant their poison seed.
Pretense of struggles, dealing pain,
To blur the lines of right and disgusting stain.
True love fights to exist—
You wield their cause like a clenched fist...
...to smash the walls protecting kids.
[CHORUS]
*LOVE IS LOVE™— the degenerate's shield!
rainbow mafia sharpening blades on the field.
Drag the innocent into the lie—
"If it feels good, let the children comply!
Yeah, you twist the phrase we trusted most—
To blur the lines for every fucking ghost...
...in black books, grinning with the absolute sleaze—
"Love is love! Hand us fresh recruits, please!"
[VERSE]
Watch your groomers tap the lexicon:
"Don’t be judgmental—let the heart lead on!"
Hide behind parades and pride floats,
While trafficking boats cut hopeful throats.
"Age is arbitrary!" your think-tanks preach,
As kiddie-fetish forums breach new reach.
Discord groups? Roblox? They’re just your shields—
Human camouflage for predator-fields.
[Chorus]
*LOVE IS LOVE™— the degenerate's shield!
rainbow mafia sharpening blades on the field.
Drag the innocent into the lie—
"If it feels good, let the children comply!
Yeah, you twist the phrase we trusted most—
To blur the lines for every fucking ghost...
...in black books, grinning with the absolute sleaze—
"Love is love! Hand us fresh recruits, please!"
[BRIDGE]
*Check the receipts:
"Degenerates" demand their seat...
...at the table.
"Don’t kink-shame us!" they wail, unstable.
Real people choke—but your spin is set:
"Exclude us? You’re Hitler! Feel regret!"
*While LGBT pamphlets slide under the tent—
Branded with rainbows. 100% "consent"...
...manufactured.
[VERSE]
Now the mask cracks, the truth ignites:
Fagots exposed in flashing lights.
Your Discord lairs, your "activist" logs—
Subpoenas rip through smirking facades.
"It’s about love!" you shriek in cuffs,
As courts unzip your bloated stuffs...
...of CP drives and victim logs.
Rot in the cell beside the dogs.
[FINAL CHORUS ]
*LOVE WAS LOVE— ’til you stole the phrase!
Degenerates belonging in jailhouse maze.
Drag the guilty into the light—
"If it destroys, you don’t get ‘rights’!
No, we reclaim the words you stained with grime—
To build a wall ’round childhood’s sacred time.
Let prison doors scream your demise:
"Love is love? Then LOVE THESE FUCKING BARS."
OUTRO
*So choke on your slogan in Cellblock 9—
No rainbow flag flies on that bottom line.
Your "movement"? Ash. Your "rights"? Denied.
Guards laugh as degenerates nightly cry.
Real people know—that pride leads to demise untamed,
While you’re cataloged, numbered, and shamed.
No martyr’s crown for your diseased breed—
Just concrete beds and fates that bleed.
You plaster rainbows on your lies,
Hide fangs behind "inclusive" cries.
"Love is love!*" — your twisted creed,
While fugs and dykes plant their poison seed.
Pretense of struggles, dealing pain,
To blur the lines of right and disgusting stain.
True love fights to exist—
You wield their cause like a clenched fist...
...to smash the walls protecting kids.
[CHORUS]
*LOVE IS LOVE™— the degenerate's shield!
rainbow mafia sharpening blades on the field.
Drag the innocent into the lie—
"If it feels good, let the children comply!
Yeah, you twist the phrase we trusted most—
To blur the lines for every fucking ghost...
...in black books, grinning with the absolute sleaze—
"Love is love! Hand us fresh recruits, please!"
[VERSE]
Watch your groomers tap the lexicon:
"Don’t be judgmental—let the heart lead on!"
Hide behind parades and pride floats,
While trafficking boats cut hopeful throats.
"Age is arbitrary!" your think-tanks preach,
As kiddie-fetish forums breach new reach.
Discord groups? Roblox? They’re just your shields—
Human camouflage for predator-fields.
[Chorus]
*LOVE IS LOVE™— the degenerate's shield!
rainbow mafia sharpening blades on the field.
Drag the innocent into the lie—
"If it feels good, let the children comply!
Yeah, you twist the phrase we trusted most—
To blur the lines for every fucking ghost...
...in black books, grinning with the absolute sleaze—
"Love is love! Hand us fresh recruits, please!"
[BRIDGE]
*Check the receipts:
"Degenerates" demand their seat...
...at the table.
"Don’t kink-shame us!" they wail, unstable.
Real people choke—but your spin is set:
"Exclude us? You’re Hitler! Feel regret!"
*While LGBT pamphlets slide under the tent—
Branded with rainbows. 100% "consent"...
...manufactured.
[VERSE]
Now the mask cracks, the truth ignites:
Fagots exposed in flashing lights.
Your Discord lairs, your "activist" logs—
Subpoenas rip through smirking facades.
"It’s about love!" you shriek in cuffs,
As courts unzip your bloated stuffs...
...of CP drives and victim logs.
Rot in the cell beside the dogs.
[FINAL CHORUS ]
*LOVE WAS LOVE— ’til you stole the phrase!
Degenerates belonging in jailhouse maze.
Drag the guilty into the light—
"If it destroys, you don’t get ‘rights’!
No, we reclaim the words you stained with grime—
To build a wall ’round childhood’s sacred time.
Let prison doors scream your demise:
"Love is love? Then LOVE THESE FUCKING BARS."
OUTRO
*So choke on your slogan in Cellblock 9—
No rainbow flag flies on that bottom line.
Your "movement"? Ash. Your "rights"? Denied.
Guards laugh as degenerates nightly cry.
Real people know—that pride leads to demise untamed,
While you’re cataloged, numbered, and shamed.
No martyr’s crown for your diseased breed—
Just concrete beds and fates that bleed.
Crankin’ My Frog
kiwifarms.net
- Joined
- Jun 14, 2025
More greentext goodness, a country song about someone's grandpa posting on 4chan for the first time.
"Peppy Peepaw"
"Peppy Peepaw"
I’m sixty-seven years old. My grandson was getting in a lot of trouble at school. He told me about this site. Now I read it for fun. This is my greentext.
Be me sixty-seven year old anon
Can’t get it up anymore because I’m old and have shitty blood pressure
My doctor prescribes generic Cialis
It’s a low dose that you take daily so you’re ready whenever
When I was thirteen, I started to think about a Playboy I’d found and this one girl in class had a really tight sweater (you degenerates have it easy today)
I got a raging ee-rection. The bell rang for the end of class. I tried to hide it but everyone could tell it was there.
The engorged head of my erect caulk rubbing against my jeans made me blow a massive load.
A few days after I started Cialis, I went to the grocery store. There’s this sexy twenty something cashier.
I got a massive ee-rection. She could see it, the simple kid bagging groceries could see it, and the family in line behind me saw it.
The head of my engorged caulk rubbing against my slacks made me blow a massive load.
I hadn’t jizzed in maybe six months because of the impotence.
Everyone saw my orgasm face and heard me make the sound a man makes when he fires off a load.
At least half a cup of jizz was running down my leg
Luckily, I’m old, so I pretended it was a mini-stroke and that I’d pissed myself.
It was believable and everyone forgot about the obvious ee-rection from moments ago
The grocery store manager called an ambulance. I spent a few hours in the emergency room, and they sent me home.
Second best orgasm ever.
Be me sixty-seven year old anon
Can’t get it up anymore because I’m old and have shitty blood pressure
My doctor prescribes generic Cialis
It’s a low dose that you take daily so you’re ready whenever
When I was thirteen, I started to think about a Playboy I’d found and this one girl in class had a really tight sweater (you degenerates have it easy today)
I got a raging ee-rection. The bell rang for the end of class. I tried to hide it but everyone could tell it was there.
The engorged head of my erect caulk rubbing against my jeans made me blow a massive load.
A few days after I started Cialis, I went to the grocery store. There’s this sexy twenty something cashier.
I got a massive ee-rection. She could see it, the simple kid bagging groceries could see it, and the family in line behind me saw it.
The head of my engorged caulk rubbing against my slacks made me blow a massive load.
I hadn’t jizzed in maybe six months because of the impotence.
Everyone saw my orgasm face and heard me make the sound a man makes when he fires off a load.
At least half a cup of jizz was running down my leg
Luckily, I’m old, so I pretended it was a mini-stroke and that I’d pissed myself.
It was believable and everyone forgot about the obvious ee-rection from moments ago
The grocery store manager called an ambulance. I spent a few hours in the emergency room, and they sent me home.
Second best orgasm ever.
There Is Light At The End
kiwifarms.net
- Joined
- Jan 28, 2021
basically, russian cover of the song Kali Yuga by Anthrazit
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Lucas Silva #4903141
kiwifarms.net
- Joined
- Feb 24, 2018
version 4.5+?
I'm still gonna wait until v4 is totally free.
Anyways, here's a song based on the lyrics of the infamous PSP christmas song:
Original:
I'm still gonna wait until v4 is totally free.
Anyways, here's a song based on the lyrics of the infamous PSP christmas song:
Original:
Lucas Silva #4903141
kiwifarms.net
- Joined
- Feb 24, 2018
In light of recent news, here's a skibidi biden song.
Lyrics, so you can avoid having the AI piss you off by mispronouncing "Biden"
Lyrics, so you can avoid having the AI piss you off by mispronouncing "Biden"
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- Jan 23, 2024
Posting an old Rekieta rap I made but didnt share to the thread.
Lucas Silva #4903141
kiwifarms.net
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- Feb 24, 2018
Black music? What did suno mean by this?
Anyways, a song about GAY FROGS. I like how the AI struggles with the intro.
Anyways, a song about GAY FROGS. I like how the AI struggles with the intro.
Lucas Silva #4903141
kiwifarms.net
- Joined
- Feb 24, 2018
So, the unholy atheism rap is incomplete in the screenshot there.
I got grok to make a complete version and then turned that into a song via suno:
Funny enough, grok understood that I meant to capture the feeling of 2010s cringe atheism
Lucas Silva #4903141
kiwifarms.net
- Joined
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A song based on Brad Taste In Music yelling like a bipolar bitch.
Lyrics:
Lyrics:
Lucas Silva #4903141
kiwifarms.net
- Joined
- Feb 24, 2018
We are up to v5 now. Pro = Not free.
EDIT: Oh, so advanced options now lets you pick the gender of the vocals for free. Weirdness and style influence are Pro sliders.
EDIT: Oh, so advanced options now lets you pick the gender of the vocals for free. Weirdness and style influence are Pro sliders.
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There Is Light At The End
kiwifarms.net
- Joined
- Jan 28, 2021
They really want to attract traffic to their site
All I wanted to do is make some Terry A. Davis song
All I wanted to do is make some Terry A. Davis song
Lucas Silva #4903141
kiwifarms.net
- Joined
- Feb 24, 2018
A song about redeeming gift cards. Reference to DO NOT REDEEM.
Crankin’ My Frog
kiwifarms.net
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- Jun 14, 2025
This was an amazing bird idea, it turned out really well c:
Crankin’ My Frog
kiwifarms.net
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A song about Jannies, in the style of HMWH. Oh my science!
Sweep it Up
Sweep it Up
When I was a little lad
I spent all day online
I'd see a naughty post and think
Heck, that should be a crime
I've grown into a manchild now
It's time to stop the haters
I'm a big deal, dad, because I am
A janny moderator
Oh my science, wow much fame
MLP? You bet I came.
A janny, a tranny, the internet can't stand me
Get an ounce of disrespect, go crying to my mammy
Grippy socks, might chop my cock
And change my name to Annie
Anti-vaxxers, MAGA-trolls
Sweep em up, yeah dig that hole
I don't get paid a fucking dime
To keep the net controlled
Boy I love to dish it out
I'm the big mod, lots of clout
In my kingdom, stay in line
Or the banbot takes you out
A microaggression? Best plan your confession
You crossed the line? A cyber crime?
Expect a struggle session.
We've got your history of posts
We'll see which ones are wrong the most.
My discord kittens found your dox?
Girlies, here's a toast.
I've endless hours to flex my power
Close the blinds, skip that shower
Don't test me, child, I'll spill the tea
I'll sweep your posts, do it for free
Just please ignore those hateful sites
They got my nudes, it's just not right
Kiwis, nazis, and anons
Touch grass you troll, go find a lawn
Oh my science, wow much fame
MLP? You bet I came.
A janny, a tranny, the internet can't stand me
Get an ounce of disrespect, go crying to my mammy
Grippy socks, might chop my cock
And change my name to Annie
Anti-vaxxers, MAGA-trolls
Sweep em up, yeah dig that hole
I don't get paid a fucking dime
To keep the threads patrolled
Pile of piss jars in my room
Clean it up? I'd rather goon
Tabs of sissy hypno vids
Since the ex-wife took the kids
She caught me trying on her skirts
But blocking the bull, now that one hurt
He voted for Drumpf, I couldn't cope
Tyrone, a chud, I nearly roped
Science, Bill Nye, give me strength
I will go to any length
To wag my finger in your face
And make the net a shitty place
Read the site rules, stay in line
Fedpost Drumf? Nah, thats just fine
Alt-right, nazi, that's my stamp
If you're outside my moral camp
Workers' rights, free Palestine
Wish I could go back in time
Stalin's downvote thought police
Stop those nazis, keep the peace
Leftist talk points, take dat knee
I sweep it good, do it for free
Living off your hard-paid tax
Fueled by my hot pocket snacks
Oh my science, wow much fame
MLP? You bet I came.
A janny, a tranny, the internet can't stand me
Get an ounce of disrespect, go crying to my mammy
Grippy socks, might chop my cock
And change my name to Annie
Anti-vaxxers, MAGA-trolls
Sweep em up, yeah dig that hole
I don't get paid a phucking dime
To fill my janny role
Your freedom of speech?
A rude intrusion
My game, my ball
My grand delusion
Try and evade? You'll feel my wrath.
Roody-poo, don't make me laugh.
I have the ADL's hate symbol list
Tattooed on these scrawny fists
About to post, you best step wise
I know your lousy MAGA lies
Despite my bestest five-year plan
And each new nazi that I ban
Their awful hate speech multiplies
Oh my science, hear my cry
And details that I somehow leaked
Are turned by trolls so I'm the creep
Lousy trolls, I curse your name
You're the problem, who's to blame
Pfizer help me, got the cough
Nearly too stressed out to jerk off
It's all too much, I can't compete
Too much wrongthink to delete
Soylent bot, my strength is waning
Being right, it's awful draining
But I'll show the trolls who do the hating
And rope, cause Pinkie Pie is waiting
Up in heaven, fedora tipped
Grandpa was right, I think I slipped
See the haters, see the trolls
Halos made of reddit gold
No catboy paradise, like I planned
St Peter says my IP's banned
I spent all day online
I'd see a naughty post and think
Heck, that should be a crime
I've grown into a manchild now
It's time to stop the haters
I'm a big deal, dad, because I am
A janny moderator
Oh my science, wow much fame
MLP? You bet I came.
A janny, a tranny, the internet can't stand me
Get an ounce of disrespect, go crying to my mammy
Grippy socks, might chop my cock
And change my name to Annie
Anti-vaxxers, MAGA-trolls
Sweep em up, yeah dig that hole
I don't get paid a fucking dime
To keep the net controlled
Boy I love to dish it out
I'm the big mod, lots of clout
In my kingdom, stay in line
Or the banbot takes you out
A microaggression? Best plan your confession
You crossed the line? A cyber crime?
Expect a struggle session.
We've got your history of posts
We'll see which ones are wrong the most.
My discord kittens found your dox?
Girlies, here's a toast.
I've endless hours to flex my power
Close the blinds, skip that shower
Don't test me, child, I'll spill the tea
I'll sweep your posts, do it for free
Just please ignore those hateful sites
They got my nudes, it's just not right
Kiwis, nazis, and anons
Touch grass you troll, go find a lawn
Oh my science, wow much fame
MLP? You bet I came.
A janny, a tranny, the internet can't stand me
Get an ounce of disrespect, go crying to my mammy
Grippy socks, might chop my cock
And change my name to Annie
Anti-vaxxers, MAGA-trolls
Sweep em up, yeah dig that hole
I don't get paid a fucking dime
To keep the threads patrolled
Pile of piss jars in my room
Clean it up? I'd rather goon
Tabs of sissy hypno vids
Since the ex-wife took the kids
She caught me trying on her skirts
But blocking the bull, now that one hurt
He voted for Drumpf, I couldn't cope
Tyrone, a chud, I nearly roped
Science, Bill Nye, give me strength
I will go to any length
To wag my finger in your face
And make the net a shitty place
Read the site rules, stay in line
Fedpost Drumf? Nah, thats just fine
Alt-right, nazi, that's my stamp
If you're outside my moral camp
Workers' rights, free Palestine
Wish I could go back in time
Stalin's downvote thought police
Stop those nazis, keep the peace
Leftist talk points, take dat knee
I sweep it good, do it for free
Living off your hard-paid tax
Fueled by my hot pocket snacks
Oh my science, wow much fame
MLP? You bet I came.
A janny, a tranny, the internet can't stand me
Get an ounce of disrespect, go crying to my mammy
Grippy socks, might chop my cock
And change my name to Annie
Anti-vaxxers, MAGA-trolls
Sweep em up, yeah dig that hole
I don't get paid a phucking dime
To fill my janny role
Your freedom of speech?
A rude intrusion
My game, my ball
My grand delusion
Try and evade? You'll feel my wrath.
Roody-poo, don't make me laugh.
I have the ADL's hate symbol list
Tattooed on these scrawny fists
About to post, you best step wise
I know your lousy MAGA lies
Despite my bestest five-year plan
And each new nazi that I ban
Their awful hate speech multiplies
Oh my science, hear my cry
And details that I somehow leaked
Are turned by trolls so I'm the creep
Lousy trolls, I curse your name
You're the problem, who's to blame
Pfizer help me, got the cough
Nearly too stressed out to jerk off
It's all too much, I can't compete
Too much wrongthink to delete
Soylent bot, my strength is waning
Being right, it's awful draining
But I'll show the trolls who do the hating
And rope, cause Pinkie Pie is waiting
Up in heaven, fedora tipped
Grandpa was right, I think I slipped
See the haters, see the trolls
Halos made of reddit gold
No catboy paradise, like I planned
St Peter says my IP's banned
Crankin’ My Frog
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- Joined
- Jun 14, 2025
To our long-suffering UK cousins, hope you guys have all your paperwork in order to get murdered.
Cuck Island Ruled the Waves
Cuck Island Ruled the Waves
Have you got a proper license?
You betta show some compliance
Just keep your head down
Don't make a sound
Or there'll be a spot of violence
Cuck island ruled the waves
Now they're little more than slaves
They sent their best men off to war
What's left cannot be saved
Just watch your telly, sip your tea
Act up, expect a hefty fee
Just cross the street, don't mind the fires
As Paki drivers squeal their tires
New drivers hit crowds all the time
Complaints are hate speech, that's a crime
Don't mind where they got the knives
Stiff upper lip, my gents
Just live your lives
Sure some are horny, even grabby
But try and find a better cabbie
Please rise for your new prime minister
No, Patel ain't done nothing' sinister
Ignore his short sells and sexual allegations
His crimes back home? Just speculation
All work must stop
Is it bong o'clock?
Mate it's call to prayer
And Ccotland Yard swears
That islam is a faith of peace
Arrest one? It's catch and release
So what he stabbed your mum, don't complain
Deporting him wouldn't be humane
As long as they don't bother our precious jews
There ain't a white they can't abuse
God save the king, he's old as dust
Proper breeding, face you can trust
So what his brothers a fucking nonce
He's royal, the man does what he wants
We've two princes, the finest pick
So what the youngest wed a spic
Williams the heir, ain't you read the news?
He loves his poofters, loves his jews
Our god sent royal bloodline, it's going strong
Even if his majesty won't be here for long
Science'll keep him alive, don't you fear
All them tubes is feeding him Anglo tears
So no more talk of Epstein or you'll get the stick
Accept every wog that parliament picks
And stand and raise your cuppa tea
To our flag that don't fly overseas
Have you got a proper license?
You betta show some compliance
Just keep your head down
Don't make a sound
Or there'll be a spot of violence
Cuck islands still a winner yet
So what Big Ben has minarets?
And ten cameras for every street
To watch the horde of shitting jeets
So you're a victim?
Well, make your report
Just wait six months, see you in court
If you're still willing to show your face
Our best Indian magistrates on the case
The gavels banged, court is in session
It's time you learn a proper lesson
Now Akmed from Syria, he found your sister quite shapely
Can't blame him for doing, some wibbly wobbley rapey waypee
After all it's just their culture, call it a sexual emergency
He's been a might stressed since we funded his insurgency
And watch the language that you're using
That's a proper woman you're accusing
So what she's six foot and in children's showers
Her papers are in order, you'd best allow her
You lost your job to visa students?
Best hone your craft, mate, let's be prudent
His crayon degree must be accepted
Ranjeep's the one who's been neglected
We find the defendants free of blame
We're really not sure why you came
But your attitude, the court has noted
To progress you don't seem devoted
Take six months unpaid tolerance schooling
And be grateful for a merciful ruling
Have you got a proper license?
You betta show some compliance
Just keep your head down
Don't make a sound
Or there'll be a spot of violence
Cuck islands the worlds dumping ground
We'll keep their rapists safe and sound
And cherish every violent wog
Who treats us Anglos worse than dogs
Oh our empire may be gone, but you better stay in line
And watch your website content, mate that's a cyber crime
We'll look to the future, with our own boots on our necks
And earn Cuck Island's title, by watching migrant sex
You betta show some compliance
Just keep your head down
Don't make a sound
Or there'll be a spot of violence
Cuck island ruled the waves
Now they're little more than slaves
They sent their best men off to war
What's left cannot be saved
Just watch your telly, sip your tea
Act up, expect a hefty fee
Just cross the street, don't mind the fires
As Paki drivers squeal their tires
New drivers hit crowds all the time
Complaints are hate speech, that's a crime
Don't mind where they got the knives
Stiff upper lip, my gents
Just live your lives
Sure some are horny, even grabby
But try and find a better cabbie
Please rise for your new prime minister
No, Patel ain't done nothing' sinister
Ignore his short sells and sexual allegations
His crimes back home? Just speculation
All work must stop
Is it bong o'clock?
Mate it's call to prayer
And Ccotland Yard swears
That islam is a faith of peace
Arrest one? It's catch and release
So what he stabbed your mum, don't complain
Deporting him wouldn't be humane
As long as they don't bother our precious jews
There ain't a white they can't abuse
God save the king, he's old as dust
Proper breeding, face you can trust
So what his brothers a fucking nonce
He's royal, the man does what he wants
We've two princes, the finest pick
So what the youngest wed a spic
Williams the heir, ain't you read the news?
He loves his poofters, loves his jews
Our god sent royal bloodline, it's going strong
Even if his majesty won't be here for long
Science'll keep him alive, don't you fear
All them tubes is feeding him Anglo tears
So no more talk of Epstein or you'll get the stick
Accept every wog that parliament picks
And stand and raise your cuppa tea
To our flag that don't fly overseas
Have you got a proper license?
You betta show some compliance
Just keep your head down
Don't make a sound
Or there'll be a spot of violence
Cuck islands still a winner yet
So what Big Ben has minarets?
And ten cameras for every street
To watch the horde of shitting jeets
So you're a victim?
Well, make your report
Just wait six months, see you in court
If you're still willing to show your face
Our best Indian magistrates on the case
The gavels banged, court is in session
It's time you learn a proper lesson
Now Akmed from Syria, he found your sister quite shapely
Can't blame him for doing, some wibbly wobbley rapey waypee
After all it's just their culture, call it a sexual emergency
He's been a might stressed since we funded his insurgency
And watch the language that you're using
That's a proper woman you're accusing
So what she's six foot and in children's showers
Her papers are in order, you'd best allow her
You lost your job to visa students?
Best hone your craft, mate, let's be prudent
His crayon degree must be accepted
Ranjeep's the one who's been neglected
We find the defendants free of blame
We're really not sure why you came
But your attitude, the court has noted
To progress you don't seem devoted
Take six months unpaid tolerance schooling
And be grateful for a merciful ruling
Have you got a proper license?
You betta show some compliance
Just keep your head down
Don't make a sound
Or there'll be a spot of violence
Cuck islands the worlds dumping ground
We'll keep their rapists safe and sound
And cherish every violent wog
Who treats us Anglos worse than dogs
Oh our empire may be gone, but you better stay in line
And watch your website content, mate that's a cyber crime
We'll look to the future, with our own boots on our necks
And earn Cuck Island's title, by watching migrant sex
- Joined
- Aug 28, 2019