The Negaslime has descended as prophesied and there is no recourse.

Slimes 40:2 New Los Angeles Version (NLAV)
 
He lifted me out of the slimy pit,
    out of the mud and mire;
he set my feet on a rock
    and cast me instead into despair.

Lyrics:

Pulled off the highway in Arizona
And lo our hearts were black and vacant
Made for the chapel without weapons,
And without hope, and without regret

Lord restore this lifeless home
Light once brilliant through the stained glass
Now the grey of polished stone

He has fixed his sign in the sky
He has cast me to the pit
And let me lie

Left that place in ruin
Trying to remember the sight of hues
Walked by graffiti and i stared
For several hours and then left in an instant

To the endless drudgery of these streets
Let my mouth be ever fresh with pleas

He has fixed his sign in the sky
He has cast me to the pit
And let me lie

Each warning true
Each wall thrust through
With all the sharp amorphous tendrils
That pull the life out of me and you

Take solace in Minecraft
We will get out what we put in
Don't you worry

Try to forget the things we've
Lost along the way - everything we had
We embrace the phony sight
Lord send me an illusion if i can't be vivified

He has fixed his sign in the sky
He has cast me to the pit
And he will let me lie

--

sweet mouse
lyrics, vocals
twitter.com/Malanaks

Oreo-sama - @user-903272156
guitar
www.instagram.com/im_actually_good_at_guitar/

Richard - @richiebeans
bass
richardlentrup.wixsite.com/richard

the canyon goats | A DEVILISH DIRGE FOR THE MANY VICTIMS OF THE FIRST ENDLESS WAR

slimes 40:2 | HE LIFTED ME OUT OF THE SLIMY PIT, OUT OF THE MUD AND MIRE

Quite the predicament.

--

sweet mouse
voice over
twitter.com/Malanaks

Oreo-sama - @user-903272156
vocals, clarinet
www.instagram.com/im_actually_good_at_guitar/

hmmmm | MOST OF THE TRACK FORMERLY KNOWN AS 3.5

The Rowdys were ahead, but with the underhanded tactics that got them there, they were receiving criticism from sweet mouse.
"Rowdys don't fight."
Seani decided something in that moment and sweet mouse would come to have some regrets.

Lyrics:

I did not show at the dojo, I don’t need it any more
I've got almost enough slime to pop and i'm near the market door
Men fill out the stock exchange tryna make a buck
Let him who thinks he knows no fear sell high and try his luck

Worthless bodies in shallow pauper's graves
Know how a weeb becomes a pleeb when they dare to play

Skim past all the passive names, victims shining bright
I can feel my pupils dilate, my body wants a fight
Some shivering middle class killer with some coin he'd like to sell
Don't even check his level, I just send him straight to hell

Worthless bodies in shallow pauper's graves
Earn nothing but destruction when they dare to play

Half the city resort to staying safe by staying dead
Get lost inside my task and rip a tourist's face to shreds
Lambs queueing for the slaughter as the slimecoin price rolls high
Send your strongest to the boss room, watch each of them die
Get told to make efficient kills - keep some slime on hand
Everyone who moves a single muscle: cut down where they stand

Worthless bodies in shallow pauper's graves
Old tycoons grow submissive when they dare to play

--

sweet mouse
lyrics, vocals
twitter.com/Malanaks

Oreo-sama - @user-903272156
guitar, vocals
www.instagram.com/im_actually_good_at_guitar/

watchdog gimmick | SEANI BEATS UP EVERYBODY

Some harsh statements were exchanged in the previous track, and on the horizon a man draws near. His answer draws near.

--

Oreo-sama - @user-903272156
arrangement, guitar, clarinet
www.instagram.com/im_actually_good_at_guitar/

Richard - @richiebeans
bass
richardlentrup.wixsite.com/richard

something with full licence to destroy your life this way comes | THE FOURTH AND A HALF SONG

A parody of Losing My Religion by R.E.M. based on the exploits of Paradox Crocs.

Lyrics:
big iron is bigger
he's bigger than you and you are quite big
the heights that he can reach to
the towers in the skies
oh no, i've said too much
i set it up
that's me in the cockpit
that's me in a nosedive
doing 9/11
trying to melt steel beams
and i don't know if fuel can do it
oh no, i've said too much
i haven't said enough 
i thought that i heard you clapping
i thought that i heard you cheer
i'm pretty sure i'm the good guy
every september
of every subsequent year
i'm building 9/11
trying to reset the field
like a like a cool, buff, and giant dude, dude
oh no, i've said too much
i set it up
consider this
consider this
idea of the century
consider this
the trip that brought those
towers clean to rubble
what if all these tragedies
come right back around
and now i've said too much
i thought that i heard you clapping
i thought that i heard you cheer
i'm pretty sure i'm the good guy
cause that was just a meme
that was just a meme
that's me in the cockpit
that's me in a nosedive
doing 9/11 (2)
trying to beat my high score
and i don't know if i can do it
but i have got to try
i have to tear the sky
i thought that i heard you clapping
i thought that i heard you cheer
i'm pretty sure i'm the good guy
cause that was just a meme
fly, fry
why fly
that was just a meme, just a meme, just a meme
meme

Doing 9/11

A young Ben Saint feels the weight of a loving father who wants the best for him.

Lyrics:

[lil' ben]
long ass fuckin' time ago, before slime or endless war
there lived a lawful family, committed to the force
but ye they sired chaos, who could not quiet his thoughts
his name was young Saint B. and he refused to take his turn
a vision he did see of instead watching it all burn
he planned a ballsy scheme and o a lesson they would learn

o the precinct's halls were bustlin' as i stepped onto the scene
with a wake of blood behind me and a thin and slimey grin
'twas i who cleft he beat cop from one wastoid into two
and if you try to process me, then i shall cleave you too

gonna tell you once, on your fuckin knees
no funny stuff if you wanna leave
you pigs are fucked and i'll hear you squee
every cop is smart to be scared of me

*pig squeals*

[papa]
you've disembowelled my officers
i cannot turn the cheek
Your brother's ten times better than you
TBBBAP was your peak
This violence you display for us
Can only hurt yourself
Cop killing's the Devil's work
He's leading you to hell
You've become a loose cannon
Only bonds will set you free
Submit to your correction
Or face the music

You better drop the scythe
you better show your hands
It's thirty five to life
Do you understand?
Don't think i won't kill you
Just 'cause i'm your Dad
I just want to know
how you got so bad

*prison door shuts*

[lil' ben]
John Maus, can you here me?
I am trapped and so alone
I'm asking for your guidance
I won't keep you very long
I need a sick escape plan
That will free me from this box
My father says it's airtight
But I think I saw the lock
Killing's not the Devil's work
It's asked of me by God
I'll never stop as long as I
can hear his holy song

[Johnny Maus Dio]
I hear you, brave young Saint, you
are bloodthirsty for the cops
but to paint the streets with blood
there are some lines that you must cross
betray your father's trust
and leave him writhing on the floor
on a journey you must go to find
the land of endless war

In the city of sleeping demons
where the ocean meets the slime
you'll fulfill a holy purpose
and the world's most awesome crimes
to find your absolution
through transgression to must walk
you'll ignite a revolution
now GO
MY
SAINT
KILL
COOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOPS

[big ben]
So he choked his old naive papa
to death against the bars
and he journeyed far and wide
to find an ancient spire's heart
but in the end he knew that he
would spark a coup de'etat

coooooooooooooooooooooooooooops
cooooo-oo-oops kill coooooooooooooooooooooooooops
wooooooaaaah
leieieieiei-leiei lei-leieieieiei-leiei lei-leieieieiei-leiei leiekillcops

Credits:
sweet mouse
writing, vocals, editing
twitter.com/Malanaks

Oreo-sama - @user-903272156
guitars, backing vocals, royal influence
www.instagram.com/im_actually_good_at_guitar/

Kickapast

A young Ben Saint feels the weight of a loving father who wants the best for him.

Note: This version has been audio-engineered to sound like it has a human vocalist.

Lyrics:

[lil' ben]
long ass fuckin' time ago, before slime or endless war
there lived a lawful family, committed to the force
but ye they sired chaos, who could not quiet his thoughts
his name was young Saint B. and he refused to take his turn
a vision he did see of instead watching it all burn
he planned a ballsy scheme and o a lesson they would learn

o the precinct's halls were bustlin' as i stepped onto the scene
with a wake of blood behind me and a thin and slimey grin
'twas i who cleft he beat cop from one wastoid into two
and if you try to process me, then i shall cleave you too

gonna tell you once, on your fuckin knees
no funny stuff if you wanna leave
you pigs are fucked and i'll hear you squee
every cop is smart to be scared of me

*pig squeals*

[papa]
you've disembowelled my officers
i cannot turn the cheek
Your brother's ten times better than you
TBBBAP was your peak
This violence you display for us
Can only hurt yourself
Cop killing's the Devil's work
He's leading you to hell
You've become a loose cannon
Only bonds will set you free
Submit to your correction
Or face the music

You better drop the scythe
you better show your hands
It's thirty five to life
Do you understand?
Don't think i won't kill you
Just 'cause i'm your Dad
I just want to know
how you got so bad

*prison door shuts*

[lil' ben]
John Maus, can you here me?
I am trapped and so alone
I'm asking for your guidance
I won't keep you very long
I need a sick escape plan
That will free me from this box
My father says it's airtight
But I think I saw the lock
Killing's not the Devil's work
It's asked of me by God
I'll never stop as long as I
can hear his holy song

[Johnny Maus Dio]
I hear you, brave young Saint, you
are bloodthirsty for the cops
but to paint the streets with blood
there are some lines that you must cross
betray your father's trust
and leave him writhing on the floor
on a journey you must go to find
the land of endless war

In the city of sleeping demons
where the ocean meets the slime
you'll fulfill a holy purpose
and the world's most awesome crimes
to find your absolution
through transgression to must walk
you'll ignite a revolution
now GO
MY
SAINT
KILL
COOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOPS

[big ben]
So he choked his old naive papa
to death against the bars
and he journeyed far and wide
to find an ancient spire's heart
but in the end he knew that he
would spark a coup de'etat

coooooooooooooooooooooooooooops
cooooo-oo-oops kill coooooooooooooooooooooooooops
wooooooaaaah
leieieieiei-leiei lei-leieieieiei-leiei lei-leieieieiei-leiei leiekillcops

Credits:
sweet mouse - writing, vocals, editing
twitter.com/Malanaks

Oreo-sama - @user-903272156
guitars, backing vocals, royal influence
www.instagram.com/im_actually_good_at_guitar/

kickapast (human Version)

Chill is a meta song about Endless War. It comments on a particular wall artists can find themselves in front of: a combination of creative complacency and unrest. Collect all 9 puns! (that's not a real number but there are some puns)

A collaboration with @moonflower333 who made this tasty beat and mastered everything. Lyrics and vocals by me. Also note: NOT a parody, i wrote an original song just based on my ideas and a sick instrumental are you proud of me now, dad?

art by https://twitter.com/ackrostation


Lyrics:

power to the people is a funny thing to say
because the people are the power already anyway
take up your slimegun
take up your pickaxe
take up your courage and if
you're in a minefield raise your flag

you may be juvenile but you're a juvenile beast
you're a part of something bigger than paradox crocs or me
you may be food in someone else's story
but the truth is everyone smelts their glory
just don't bore me
this ain't rocket school
you gotta beat yourself into shape before you can be cool
you gotta treat yourself in the flame before you can be cool
you gotta leap, yourself with some faith before you can be cool

you're chill in all the wrong ways
cold, lost and yet your burnin' up surprised ya
short life full of long days
cool off and get some fire back inside ya

grow as large as you must
stand tall, fall hard 'til you're dust
show all your cards but distrust
don't fold, call until you're bust

folk with ambition gather; the darkness: a shroud,
a blanket made of feathers in the nether
you shouldn't feel safe and shouldn't want to ever
mission chatter a part of you - sounds that
won't let you forget if you be nappin'
you could detonate that duvet to the heavens

you're chill in all the wrong ways
cold, lost and yet your burnin' up surprised ya
short life full of long days
cool off and get some fire back inside ya

you're chill in all the wrong ways
cryogenic stagnation's got you feelin' the heat
short life full of long days
cool off and get some fire back under ya seat

Sweet Mouse & Chiaro - Chill

TAKE is a collaboration
It is a parody of HEAT by BROCKHAMPTON with the beat reconstructed from scratch and lovingly personalised by Sixten
@slamrarn

TAKE is an Endless War rap cypher sung by a killer, a rowdy, a juvie, a staydead, and a SlimeCorp executive respectively.

Lyrics:

[sweet mouse]
my name is sweet mouse
this is my friend, sixten
we'll be taking the city

[killer]
i got high hopes of vape clouds and gigaslimes
of automated mines
so if you askin i got me and all my killers lyin'
we'll turn right on a dime
we'll empty clips aboutcha
so don't be fuckin moving
i know you want the CITY
cause i can feel the bustle
i can smell the schemes
if you try it then a !haunt the only mark you'll leave
i love to watch 'em !thrash
i love when bustahs bleed
when i flush 'em to the loser's club and hear the screams
so kiss the pink and yellow
and maybe let it mellow
and then i sweep the floor
it's killers on the board
get snuffed
that's rough
shoulda stayed indoors

[chorus]
who done capped the map on my figgas
who done capped the map on my figgas
that's the first one to hit, the first zone i get
who done capped the map on my figgas
who done capped the map on my figgas

[rowdy]
cappa, cappa
who be that, decappin' that mappa?
throw a molotov at cop killtown
i'm a 10k, it no be issue when i drop it, drop it, i dropped it
i got the mastery for the fire
for any purple bitch - walkin' shit - sit-ousider
another pink man in the street, open wider
we !thrashin' out the spirit, we pissin' out the cider
huh - fuck a 'spicious figure
killer comin' in my zone for my dick ah
huh, i ain't gonna run from your presence
huh, this boi is funny and he's scaredin'

[juvie]
i hate the way they play, i hate the way it works
i hate the way the things they do upset, frustrate, and hurt
i know i'm tryna farm, but it'll never last
just end up lower in slime than when i started
and that sewer feels the coldest every time i rest departed
started thinking i ain't meant for life; but fuck staydeads
climbing up back to the surface while i'm crying
in the wake of my frustrations tryna change my situation
talkin' bout the leaderboard, i'm trying to make it to the mines
consistent motivation is the hardest gem to find
so i need two serves of pizza and a moment with my slimeoid
forget pursuing wealth, i'll try the mill and be a dye boi motherfucker 

[chorus]
who done capped the map on my figgas
who done capped the map on my figgas
that's the first one to hit, the first zone i get
who done capped the map on my figgas
who done capped the map on my figgas

[staydead]
Fuck this!
I'll make the negaslime and get you back
Fuck this!
I'll make the negaslime and get you back
I'll make the negaslime and get you back
Fuck this!
I'll make the negaslime and get you back
Fuck this

[slimecorp]
my old friend hurt my workflow, i had to whack 'im
and i don't do take-backin', why you think i'm packin'?
yeah my corp got richer, shit, my pay got richer
and i invested quicker, so now we're at quintillions
i been runnin' business, hit the handshake
print, stamp, sign, i'm grinning, profits on the ceiling
and i got sunny feelings, for all these shady dealings
yeah you see the watch, for all y'all watchin' me
learned the stocks from me, got you tricked about it
i hope you feelin' envy, and this ain't weak shit
this is chillin' on the beach with my guards by me
livin' large by me, slimeignon's on me
i'd take your life for it, my job is right for it

i came in, traded all your assets
then paid off police, with cash we stackin'
this city's my bitch, we runnin' racket

TAKE

What if coming back from the dead was like getting out of bed - theoretically trivial but still basically impossible?

What if you wanted so badly to put a hunk of goo through someone's brain for profit that you did it anyway?

Play Endless War.

https://discord.gg/mtSRXek

Into The Unforgiving is a parody and piano cover of Into The Unknown from Over The Garden Wall.
Over The Garden Wall is owned by Cartoon Network or something.
Original composition by Patrick McHale.
Art by SpidyJuice. https://twitter.com/SpidyJuice
Piano, vocals, and lyrics by sweet mouse. https://twitter.com/Malanaks

lyrics:

ripped from the pit by the lamp light of hope
all that was lost may return

our long bygone virtues a payment to the sea
but what have we bought
and what shall we be
if monsters are real
then why not succeed?

how the very wind clutches at your sleeves
as fallen soldiers haunt

closing in a swirl of malice and envy
the loveliest night for war

Into The Unforgiving

A parody of Hey Jude by The Beatles
Partially written by Ben Saint https://twitter.com/ItsAllSoUgly
Completed and performed in full by sweet mouse

Lyrics:
hey juve, don't slow down yet
it's a hard job, but your work's not done
remember why you accepted this life
i think you'll find that your work's not done

hey juve don't be afraid
it's a hard life but not your last one
the minute a bullet enters your head
you might be dead but your work's not done

so dig it up and slurp it down, hey juve, this town
is not gonna let you take it easy
for well you know you gotta mine to get that slime
if you want your pizza extra cheesy

na na na na na na na na na

hey juve, don't let them down
you have family, or is that "we" do?
remember why you accepted this life
i think you'll find that your work's not done

so sweat it out and mix it in, hey juve, nice swing
you're working for someone worth all of this
and don't you know the things you'll do, hey juve, yes you
the motive you need: the wheel needs greasing

na na na na na na na na na yeah

hey juve, don't slow down yet
it's a hard job, but your work's not done
remember when bullets enter your head
you might be dead, but your work's
not done, not done, not done, not done, not done, not done, oh

yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
na na na nanana na, nanana na, hey juve
na na na nanana na, nanana na, hey juve
na na na nanana na, nanana na, hey juve
na na na nanana na, nanana na, hey juve
etc

Hey Juve

Presented at the speed of mouse for the juvie on the go

A parody of Hey Jude by The Beatles
Partially written by Ben Saint https://twitter.com/ItsAllSoUgly
Completed and performed in full by sweet mouse

Lyrics:
hey juve, don't slow down yet
it's a hard job, but your work's not done
remember why you accepted this life
i think you'll find that your work's not done

hey juve don't be afraid
it's a hard life but not your last one
the minute a bullet enters your head
you might be dead but your work's not done

so dig it up and slurp it down, hey juve, this town
is not gonna let you take it easy
for well you know you gotta mine to get that slime
if you want your pizza extra cheesy

na na na na na na na na na

hey juve, don't let them down
you have family, or is that "we" do?
remember why you accepted this life
i think you'll find that your work's not done

so sweat it out and mix it in, hey juve, nice swing
you're working for someone worth all of this
and don't you know the things you'll do, hey juve, yes you
the motive you need: the wheel needs greasing

na na na na na na na na na yeah

hey juve, don't slow down yet
it's a hard job, but your work's not done
remember when bullets enter your head
you might be dead, but your work's
not done, not done, not done, not done, not done, not done, oh

yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
na na na nanana na, nanana na, hey juve
na na na nanana na, nanana na, hey juve
na na na nanana na, nanana na, hey juve
na na na nanana na, nanana na, hey juve
etc

[nightcore] Hey Juve

A parody of Something to Sing About from Buffy the Vampire Slayer
About New Los Angeles City aka Neo Milwaukee and its ruination brought upon by a misguided Magi-chan

This is a quantum recording of one of two timelines
This song has a missing verse at the end and depicts the timeline where Magi-chan abandons Neo Milwaukee
There is an equally probably timeline wherein Magi-chan plays the final role and saves us

Lyrics:

[sweet mouse]
Life's a fight
And we all trade our blows
And when we feel so low
We dig as deep as stone

It's all right
If sometimes we get bruised
We'll sing a hopeful tune
And you can sing it too

Where's there's fault there's give
Everyday's a scrap
Power can be yours
Be reborn in slime
Again. Again.
Until you make it work
And stand atop this glistening world

Don't give me peace

Don't give me peace
Leave me something to fight about
I need something to write about 

Life's a game
You don't get to create
And how some people play
Can make it feel real gay

Magi-chan, i know why you're concerned
The lesson that i've learned
Is endings must be earned

All the pain, life sends
Monstrosities and gangs
All the cuts and dents
Knowing I'll ascend
Well, that depends
On if you let us play
On if you can accept our fate
That we rejoiced
We had a choice

There was no war
No slime, no fight
Once you snuffed the light
Of passion
So that's what's in store
To duldrum I'm plunged
Cause I've been expunged
Of passion
What we had here was passion

So, leave me something to fight about
Please
Leave me something

Something to Fight About

a parody of Under the Sea co-written by Ben Saint and sweet mouse
performed by sweet mouse

Lyrics:

Phantom Horn
listen to me
the living world, it's a mess
death 'neath the city is better than anyting dey got up dere!

now slime may be slightly greener than sewage and antislime
and living may have its upsides and gang violence sure is fine
but look at the filth around you down here where the cisterns drain
you'd see that we got it made here if you would just use your brain

'neath the city, 'neath the city
newbie it's better down where it's deader, we guarantee!
up there they toil for a wage, stuck in the leo-liberal mind cage!
while we chill down here, fucking around here
'neath the city

down here all the ghouls is happy
on rock bottom they recline
the fools on the street ain't happy
they sad cause they in their mine
but fools in the mine is lucky
they in for a worser fate
one day when the lore gets fucky  
(guess who gon' be in the rain)

'neath the city
'neath the city
nobody stress us
use and oppress us systemically
they took the most from what we earn
'neath the city we feel the bern
we got no struggles
our themes aren't subtle

'neath the city, 'neath the city
slime left us wanting so now we're !haunting the bourgeoisie!
now that your heart no longer beats
you're not a slave to corporate elites!
no need for a job, down where it's macabre
'neath the city

the jerk gets to work
the boss takes the pot
the worm makes the terms
and slaps debt on top
the shmuck tries his luck
the bum looks for crumbs
the corp eats the poor for fun! (true)
the rain bring the pain
the sun lights the slums
the breeze makes me freeze
the street's filled with scum
the land and the sea, they keep taunting me
i never learned how to fish

yeah 'neath the city! ('neath the city)
'neath the city! ('neath the city)
since we're all dead there's no lines for bread
to plan centrally! (plan centrally)
we got no boss, no board of trustees
because we got no means to seize!
death won't be dreary once you've read theory
'neath the city
marx and bakunin both would be swoonin'
'neath the city
here we allow you your surplus value
that's why it's epic down where it's septic
yeah we're in luck here, don't give a fuck here
'neath the city!

sweet mouse: https://twitter.com/Malanaks
Ben Saint: https://twitter.com/ItsAllSoUgly
based on Ben Saint's comic: https://imgur.com/a/nZvBTdR

'Neath the City

A NLACakaNM Parody of Jingle Bells
A collaboration with Lambchopper, who made the beat, while i wrote and sang

lyrics:

CHORUS
sprinkle shells, sprinkle shells, sprinkle down the lane
oh what fun it is to ride on a downtown fight-bound train
sprinkle shells, sprinkle shells, sprinkle down the lane
oh what fun it is to ride on a downtown fight-bound train

racing through the night
on a downtown fight-bound train
a twinkle in our eyes
weapons honed and named
endless war shoots beams
making our bones hurt
what fun it is to mine and scream
and fight for all we're worth

CHORUS

digging through the slime
for a scrap of rotten meat
when what upon me breathed
but a mess of claws and teeth
the dawn was chambered low
and further blocked by maw
i spun with a resounding blow
and still i wound up vored

CHORUS

now slime soaks the dirt
glistens in the sun
and if you get there first
you could scavenge some
just get a gun that sprays
wear it close and proud
jump aboard a downtown train
and cut right through the crowd

CHORUS

Sprinkle Shells

A parody of Soldier's Poem by Muse

lyrics:
let it all out
let me be your nurse
cause there's no one left but us to blame
for this game. we're all working
and do you think your deserve my office
how could you send us such a long list of demands
when you know damned well that these are dumb
i would still lay down my time for you
and do you think you deserve my office
no, i don't think you do
there's no balance in the world
there's no balance in the world
and there never was

Developer's Poem

and old parody of Daughter by Just Fern about my naughty decision to play Endless War like a loser back in the tail end of season 1. i mined up, banked up, and kept my shit safe. this was kinda the song that called my shot to be a groundfloorboi. one could say it foreshadowed my eventual departure from the killers.
!thrash

lyrics:

mined the first time since they built the bank
fuck i need some slime and something to drink
and i'm poor - so's ben - and i've got myself to thank

just got done with a stupid song
worked hard, it sucks, here's another one
so i guess i'll just dig up some goo and have some fun

it's pouring, it's pouring
and i want to store it
it's climbing, let's climb it
let's climb up on out

i light my flame when no one's online
and when it got real dark i mined all my slime
i turned four into a hundred
it's finally our time
(cop killers, cop killers)

well that's assuming stocks are up
and i'm betting all my money that they don't stop
cause papa needs a megaslime and killers back on top

it's pouring, it's pouring
and i want to store it
it's climbing, let's climb it
let's climb up on out

SO COME AND TAKE MY SLIME
I'LL LEAD US THROUGH THIS WINTER
I'VE DONE MY SAINTLY TIME
IT'S TIME TO BE A SINNER

I WAS A MOUSE OUTSIDE
IN HERE, I'M MASTER SPLINTER
I'VE DONE MY SAINTLY TIME
IT'S TIME TO BE A SINNER

SINNER

i'm just really passionate about New Los Angeles City aka Neo Milwaukee's own BASED HARDWARE

items are not guaranteed to be in stock please contact your local based hardware outlet for more information

lyrics:

weather never (ever) lets up in this town
let it rain down (down)
not a lot to get me out of the house
i thought i'd go right out of my mind until my gang told me THE NEWS
they said hey (hey) we're gonna bury glocks
if you know what i'm sayin' - place with all the cops
and if you haven't thought of why we'd want to pop around
just listen close, MY DUDE
they say just a smidgen to the west (west)
there's a place so stimulating you could never rest
and i'm so excited that i've been holding my breath
if i turn purple, DON'T SHOOT
bro i'm sayin' you will wanna die
for ever living (living) without knowing what it's like
and any minute now i'm gonna be concise
oh i hope we GET THERE SOON

[CHORUS]
(i) i can't wait no (no i) i can't wait (oh when)
when is this song gonna get to the point? (to the point)
i'm talkin'
(yes i'm writin') writin'
(singin' 'bout i'm)
i'm a-singin' 'bout i'm parodying
(weird) al i'm
(al yankovic)
doin', really doin' it i only
(want) to sing this song i'm
(hard) it's only
(BASED) for the love of
(HARDWARE STORE) HARDWARE STORE

in a dumpster, we camped under the pier
down in jaywalker plain, then as soon as light was nearing
we hauled our shit right up to glocksbury west
to see if it's as cool as they say
okay forreal this facility's alright
you can get an augmentation for any kind of weapon you like
"never be without a plunger in a fight
did you just get here yesterday?"
i'll be wearin' a ultility belt
bandoliers slung with everything i need to smelt
gonna be the most prepared a gangster's ever felt
and i'm counting both kingpins
and they're throwing a seasonal sale
the letters on the sign are made from alkaline hail
that says every customer that's BASED enough
will get a complementary sink

[CHORUS]

*sigh*
would you look at all that stuff...
they've got baking soda, canned pollution, spatulas, and dye solution
weapon dullers, watercolours, instruments for slime extrusion
fluids, spraycans, and foodbase. honey dippers, secret cakes
tennis rackets, borax packets, rollers, brushes, guns for paint

transinators, porn deleters, thinnerbombs, command repeaters
seed degrapers, general scrapers, proton packs, PKE Meters
spring enhancers, pickaxe oilers, cashew salters, peanut boilers
slimeoid petters, trap renetters, nurse's office chat embroilers

cooktops with direct induction, everything for worm production:
carrageenan, inulin, and something to coat the concotion
carnauba is not advised, coconut is bonafide
erythritol and isomalto-oligosaccharide

gelatin from beef or pork, xanthan gum to thicken more
malic acid if you like that sour bite, you cheeky whore
double-skinned hot water urns, Negasalve for soothing burns
tile layers, garden sprayers, Carbaryl for all the worms

[CHORUS]

BASED BASED BASED BASED BASED

just a little anti-genocide revenge rp between friends


there's a land you peered into
a land where evisceration rules
stay far away from here
where cowards fear to tread
where nothing quite stays dead
in hail sunshine or rain
a different forecast ahead
we are coming your way
what you dreaded is what you'll get
a land of evisceration
did you think you beat new los angeles city
beat neo milwaukee
chris, did you think you beat new los angeles city
beat neo milwaukee

RF, CK, avenge as one
bicarbonate rain
summoned to this very place in time
by sonichu chris-chan
the slime will run
the slime is near
move in or stand in fear
rakkatakka rakkata

power be with us and slime within
granted by the one who sees and who wants
and who eternally will be
our doom and saviour, Endless War, !bow

RF, CK, avenge as one
bicarbonate rain
summoned to this very place in time
by sonichu
the slime will run
the slime is near
move in or stand in fear
(rakka takka takka takka takka takka ta)

Slime, grant us your endless vitality
Slime, permeate us with your eternal bond
Yea, though I walk through the canyon of the stillness of death
I will be not stagnant for thou stir in me
Thy ebb and thy flow comfort me
And it is written by the Prophet Ben Saint:
Behold, I will send an Avatar, Phantom Horn
To revert the sins of the Goddess
We come from slime
We return to slime
NLACakaNM Alpha, rest in peace
In nomine de protervitate, et interfectorem, et turris sancti, amen

floating adrift in time and space
at his hip a slimeoid jar
not knowing the part he plays
he's fought over by gods
that chris-chan was a meddler
and we were her latest plan
once he found himself in the trenches
he began to understand
christine, what's been done to us?
why has our slime been washed away?
our neo milwaukee
regressed to the mundane
soon in the Cop Killer's Nave
Phantom Horn accepts his fate
this seems sketch but... FUCK IT
(PRIEST: NLACakaNM Alpha, rest in peace)

RF, CK, avenge as one
bicarbonate rain
summoned to this very place in time
the slime will run
the slime is near
join our cause or drown in fear
(RakkaTakka RakkaTa)
   
Sonichu, not so fast
i'm supposed to read you this:
our slime WILL return
despite your bullshit rain
Endless War will rage again
and he you'll defend
just consider the fact
that you owe us that
become an ally of the slime
answer quickly, Beta Prime is
crumbling, you're out of time
would you like to DIE, MISS?

fated events, i acted on
with appropriate responses
neutrality to your slime's cause
as forseen
and as needed
in our alpha timeline
i helped make soda rain
i don't regret these deeds
despite your words
my counterpart
(KS: HOOHOO)
regarding whom
(KS: I WAS HOPING YOU'D SAY THAT)

RF, CK, avenge
bicarbonate rain
summoned to this very place in time
the slime will run
the slime is here
join our cause or drown in fear
the endless war
fated, justified
we are survivors of the purge
the slime will run
the slime is here
join our cause or drown in fear

so i spread my ranks out wide
over canyon‘s ridge the sea i ride
monsters, freaks, the damned undammed
i feel our hearts !combined
i treat CWCVille as a threat
fated, justified
and i play by my own rules
the very game which you incite
if you want to bring rain
accept that turnabout is fair game
so i spread my ranks out wide
over canyon‘s ridge the sea i ride
monsters, freaks, the damned undammed
i feel our hearts and rage !combined
i move on CWCVille with my crew
fated and justified
and i play by my own rules
the very game which you incite
if you want to bring the rain
accept that turnabout is fair game
on this day CWC Ville will know my name



parody of A Storm to Come by Van Canto
Arrangement is similar to their song but has original elements thanks largely to Manaril, my guest singer and melodic study buddy.
lyrics by me, vocals by me, Manaril, and Lionsworth

The Slime Will Run ft. Manaril

Brightshade sings a sweet little parody of Zombie On Your Lawn from Plants Vs Zombies

Instrumental by Laura Shigihara
New vocals and performance by sweet mouse

[Intro: sweet mouse (Brightshade)]
Brightshade!
One, two, three!

[Hook: sweet mouse (Brightshade)]
There's a shambler on your farm
There's a shambler on your farm
There's a shambler on your farm
We don't want shamblers on our farm

[Verse 1: sweet mouse (Brightshade)]
i know your line: "groan" yeah me too
you wanna deslime all the places i'm growin' my food
and then do your dance on the train that carried me here (Homeowner: Nooooo!)
i'm just a brightshade but observe me save an entire suburb
you like to break the game, we don't like shamblers

[Bridge: sweet mouse (Brightshade) and Shamblers (TBA)]
Shambleball Shambler: I have a shambleball (Brightshade: shambleball)
KFC Bucket Shambler: Chicken protects my head (Brightshade: KFC on his head)
Dinoshambler: I am a DI-NO-SAUR (Brightshade: dinosaur)
All shamblers: Exclamation point dance!

[Hook: sweet mouse (Brightshade)]

[Verse 2: sweet mouse (Brightshade)]
maybe it's time someone grew a pair
i happen to have a couple dire apples to share
culture death is hard work after all
you've got a lot of ground to degrade
i spot a fertile shambler grave. we'll dig a trench and fight you any day

[Bridge: sweet mouse (Brightshade) and Shamblers (TBA)]
Juvie Shambler: This is the same as life (Brightshade: juvies lol)
Gigashambler: I wield a tiny man (Brightshade: tiny man)
Shamboni: I leave an icy trail (Brightshade: Oh no no no)
All shamblers: Exclamation point dance!

[Hook: sweet mouse (Brightshade)]

Shambler On Your Farm

looks at everything the way you're only supposed to look at clouds

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