Name: Supreme Gentleman by Selkie_girl
Duration: 2 min 47 s
Description: Elliot Rodger, the incel Supreme Gentleman. Inspired by PersonaPimp from incels.is

Sleeping Wolf - Freaks Like Us

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Too Late To Love You

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Ex Habit - Too Late To Love You

Paint It Black - Wednesday Addams

Let the world Burn.

LYRICS:

In my twisted mind, You're the one I find, Every heartbeat is you. Makes me blush, Cause your mine. You're carved into my mind, 
And it's all thanks to you.

Beauty in every scar, Reflects who you are, My Deranged desire.
Waking up next to you, Makes me want you more, It Ignites my fire.

I would let the world Burn, For you x2
There's no length I won't go, For you x2 

I don't like anyone but you, gotta kick them out so i'll let you,
 I think we have an obsession- for each other, babe your my possession. And don't forget to mention, were always together, we have a connection. You Got some sexual tension, you can come over, give you an (CENSORED) I don't want you to go, so Baby don't leave, I can put on a show, just you and me. And I'll hold you close to my body, touch my body, kiss my body. 
You light up my night just like star, from wherever you are 

Beauty in every scar, Reflects who you are, My Deranged desire
Waking up next to you, Makes me want you more, it Ignites my fire.

I would let the world Burn, For you x2
There's no length i won't go, For you x2 
Id say it a thousand times, My love is no lie, I would walk through flames for you

I would let the world Burn, For you x2

BURN

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Elliot Rodger, the incel Supreme Gentleman. Inspired by PersonaPimp from incels.is

Supreme Gentleman

Blood Hounds[prod.litfroy2]

pushup prod.sn6mat

A cinematic dark trap piece built around a real spoken monologue from a heroin addict.
The words were never written—just spoken, raw, and unfiltered. No performance, no agenda—just survival.
Vocals drift in and out like memory or thought fragments, stitched into slow, ambient trap textures with industrial decay.
This isn’t about glamor or tragedy. It’s just what’s left when there’s nothing left.
Cold. Measured. True.

Supreme Gentleman

Selkie_girl

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