Instrumental from Pac-Man: Adventures in Time

LYRICS

I've been on this shit since sorbet was sore-bet
Stopped my boycott of oy vey and orbit
Bubblegum, I double drum, you double dumb if you believe
All this came straight from the dome just like band geeks

Makin' raps has been happening since freshman year
The passion for it, headlights, and me, the deer
I'll write a banger parody about Sir Newton's laws
From no one to a god's son, but with a cause

These school raps, i spit fast, and make that massive
These school raps, I spit facts, now that's scholastic

The school raps made me and that's the truth
Turned my desk and bedroom into a booth
Was written in the books, but I could have never known
I'd go from Wrecking Cats to now full grown

But never reaching that, trying not to hit the bottle
But go Quetzaquatal when I don't want them to see me wobble
On the announcements, spittin' that slick shit
Go to the musical, join band, got that big dick energy

I got over a thousand on that ECON
And now I'm trying to get better, but not through RECON
Not top 5 rappers, but maybe the top 1000
Prolly top 100 to come from suburban houses

I could make the world's best mixtape for FAWM
but I'd still be known as that guy who did that Friend Crush song
It's all love, and honestly I can't blame you
That's a call forward, if you know you knew


Raps Over Games
Raps Over Games
Play more games
Relax
Leisure activities are in fact good for you and your mental health
Raps Over Games

School Raps Made Me

Instrumental from LISA: The Painful

LYRICS

My best friend of 3 years is gone
Not dead but alive, won't die in song
Some tests were given, and for once, I wasn't winnin' em
No, I'm not upset, I'm just every synonym

I do not want this to mean anything
But I can not say that it was a fling
I should be happy because you are happier
Everyone saying that I can be mad at her

But I don't wanna be, you are a part of me
That I cannot destroy
I have a blanket of yours and it stays in my closet
Reminding me of a time that I was your boy(best)friend

I don't want years of good to be pulled out of the pocket
So please let the record show that this is off it
The following isn't canon to how I actually feel
But that doesn't make these fleeting thoughts any less real

I'm more in touch with my emotions now than ever before
Those emotions being negative and constantly horrible
It's so adorable to see the two of you so happy
Aw don't worry, I won't get sappy

Is it that you fell out of love, well darn it has to be
I thought that you would open up when I said open sesame
A lowering tide, and a will to hide, that was the recipe
I thought you wanted more so I gave you the rest of me

I wanna ask you all sorts of unfair questions
like how long didn't you love me for?
Was it just those few months or was it more?
You were stuck with me but really just needed a bore.

I hope that you come crawling back (so I can say no)
You hope I have a heart attack (or at least I say so)
I wish that I could have more facts (so much I don't know)
About what was behind my back, got a knack

For the sack, so my hats off to who ever has to follow
I do everything big, I'm a man that's hard to swallow
And who you never made time for, except to be used
As some emotional support animal, when you couldn't choose

Anyone else, do you talk to him about me?
I don't think about you when I'm with other people
Or when I'm enjoying myself, I think about you when I'm sad and lonely
'cause when we were we thats how I felt

I refuse to be the instigator of further contact
I'll just write about you incessantly as a matter of fact
If that worked, you must have changed, to a new person, I'd love to meet her
'Cause you never showed more interest in my art than my highschool teachers

And I know there's other's under the sun
But it's a lot easier when you're already half way there with someone else on day one
Okay, don't fear, I know I wasn't perfect
But since you're here, were those 3+ years worth it?

Bitterness Bars

Instrumental from Super Meat Boy

Additional vocals from Boolian Eightholes

LYRICS

Hi, if you are one of the few
That I let be close to me feel free to use
This as a reason i act so unusual
But it's not an excuse

I'm eating Bean Boozled all alone in my room
Sad cause I can't master this, don't have enough headroom
I don't have enough friends with whom to fill my XCom army
I was making meets end right before you saw me

The best cross country runner on the C Team
Havent got spoke to since he was but a wee teen
Tire, no spokes, hope my folks skip this meme
Here's a bomb song about eating sad jelly beans

Let me tell you a story
Heed the words I say
I had my hand on the beans
That one so-fateful day

I was stuck all alone in my bedroom
Haven't seen anyone else since it hit noon
Then I saw a pack of jelly beans and didn't think twice
I don't need to feel good, they don't need to taste nice

Have you ever heard something so sad?
A party snack who's purpose is to taste bad
Being eaten by a boy at the day's end.
Enjoyed like the boy had no friends

Other than at parties, they had no use
Something like a drinking game, but minus the booze
And minus the abuse, but somehow worse
To the boy who always felt under-rehearsed

For the party tonight, and those leading up to it
Those that follow and those who discovered it
Couldn't express their worry, they didn't utter it
Left on his own, so he didn't unclutter shit

Waiting for a hero that could take him out
Not of this world, but of what it was about
At least to him, man this boy's no keeper
For an introvert, he sure looks like a peeper

Hello, if you still made it this far
I'd like you to know that you might be alarmed
If you keep on listening to this from here
'cause what follows this is not meant for your ear

I'm getting my bean boozled all alone in my room
Sad cause when I'm in coitus, I don't have enough headroom
I always hit dead ends, when I fill her like my XCom army
I was gunna hit send right before you saw me

The best cross country fucker the C Team
Havent been woke since I had my last wet dream
Tire, no spokes, hope my folks skip this meme
Here's a bomb song about eating sad jelly beans

Let me tell you a story
This is what I have to say
I have my hand on my bean
It feels right in every way

I was walking through the union looking at my phone
Avoiding the tabling, trying to stay alone
Try to visit the school site, starts with a p
And I type in pornhub with my muscle memory

I'm just hanging out with my main girl Riley
If that's too much, take a break with Kylie
Thank you Daily Mail, it's all your good for
Soft-core, slightly boring beach contours

Then I kick it with miss Malkova
Into a lot, but not piss, that's over
It's too samey, I get annoyed
But I can always fall back to Arwin Datnoid

I see all people as people
But on my phone screen we just can not be equal
There's no sentience behind the pixels
They're just models giving other models kisses

They're just objects except when they're not
To their friends a soul, to the rest, just hot
And maybe I should look into what that could mean
But honestly, I'm too busy boozling my bean

BeanBoozled

Instrumental from Donkey Kong Country 3: Dixie Kong's Double Trouble

@ThingsProved

Instrumental from Impossible Creatures

Additional vocals from Ned Greenough

LYRICS

Hi there, what's up, my name's Alex
The great-est things in the world have no malice
And I heard that you are new to college
So if you need some new friends here's some knowledge

Join an organization where you pay to play
Make sure you show up when it's bid day
I swear, here we're all one in the same
All you need to do is play some party games

Like get down on all fours for the frat boys
Bark like a dog until you feel like a frat toy
And who could forget, clean the throw-up bucket
And don't you dare speak about this in public

Yeah! No food until you finish the whole stack
Drink until you forget what you now lack
We'll drive you miles away
And you'll have to find your way back

Here's a story but I can only tell you a bit
A college group who was into some really fucked up shit
I wrote a post about it, yeah I tried to make it big
So I shared it to a local comedy Facebook page

Fuck you, Overheard @ SUNY Potsdam
Posted my shit, then got banned, god damn!
Messaged the admins like "what the hell?"
And received the well-thought-out response of

"Well, there's zero tolerance for not following the rules. That post doesn't belong. End of story"

*Laughter*
Wow we got a big boy over here
Big dick, big important man
This guy knows that the sanctity of a meme Facebook group based out of a small public school in the north country is more important than protecting countless people from the life-ruining effects of hazing
Fuck you

This whole thing is fucking absurd
If you're out there, I hope you hear every word
And let it sink down deeply into your core
Maybe reach the old you that doesn't come out any more

Maybe she died after they courted her
The ghost of whom looms over us like an orbiter
After all the shit that she went through? She lost us too
I'm sure that I must have made her feel used

They're not all out here causing welts
But you'll ruin the whole thing for everyone else
A mafia that the school gives a house to
Can't speak out unless you want them to harm you

Pay to get in, pay to get out
With loosing all your friends to the blacklist, shout
To the heavens if you're a victim because you're worth that
Fuck your sisters, take a friend over herd chat

If you're not allowed to speak to others about what happens in your organization, leave.

When my relationship ended, I was feeling hindered
So I downloaded this app called tinder
For love or sex, I didn't really intend
Honestly I downloaded it to make some friends

Alright, you all heard this story
Pretty soon he'll be busy whoring out
But everyone was way too boring
No connection like the Wi-Fi is snoring

But that said, I did meet a couple cool girls
Ones who could be friends, but not in this world
Because when I signed in this one time
I got an error message that would then define

My experience, I called support
Turned out there must have been some mass report
Ohh
It's the sorority.

Because I went to the school, and gave 'em evidence
Now your whole system's broke no remnants
And if you're in it, you'll know that it's deranged
When I say they got you tied down with a daisy chain

And guess what, that's not even the fun kind
Hard to feel sorry for them when they got a dumb mind
You're walking on eggshells, not talking kinder
Hope it cracks when I start yellin' tinber

Daisy Chain

Instrumental from LISA: The Joyful

Additional vocals and writing by Taylor Avella

LYRICS

This one goes out to the rationals, the skeptics, the centrists
All you internet warriors
In the fuckin... culture war?
Yeah show those SJWs who's boss, huh?
You're a smart boy huh?
Yeah you know everything you need to

Eyy, I heard that you like facts
Over feelings, but the arguments you're dealing are wack
And I wonder if these facts follow you in your dreams
Just like AOC in all your fantasies

Got your own dictionary, with the words you don't like
Torn out, so entitled to being right by virtue
Of being you, you believe it and I don't know how
*Basically anti-fascism is fascism now*

I know you think biology's the nature of the pronoun
But just because you say it doesn't mean that it is profound
Nor does it make it true, dude there's whole fields of study
That contradict what you say, oh but I thought that truth was your buddy

Which is sad, 'cause I know you don't have any other
You're wife's a doctor but it's clear you want another lover
That congresswoman won't sleep with you, no matter what you call her
We don't even need to debate, you could get beat by Google scholar

If you are going to dictate to me that Benjamin's are Ben's and Ben's are Benjamin's, then my answer is no.
If I call you a moose, are you suddenly a moose?
The name on your birth certificate is Benjamin
To assert that I should be forced to entertain your delusions that your name is Ben is honestly discusting and is a sign of the fall of the west

Its funny how you conflate sex and gender
A rate of speech like you're on an Adderall bender
Where in the name Boy Scouts is biological
That straw-person must be diabolical

Alright that was fun but I gotta take a break
Destroying the reactionaries has got my brain baked
I got a secret weapon with more notoriety and fame
Uhh what's their name?

It's Thom Avella, I am hella
What? Uh, internet fella
I have have a YouTube channel
Um, please subscribe

Anyway, I'm also on the Twitter
Not by choice, yeah I'm kinda bitter
But where else would I go
To argue with fascists and tankies about those fuckin' liberals

Not owned, not owned like a corn cob
A free-thinker in an internet hate mob
Big dick special big boy energy
But you'll need more than *a surprising lack of scientific, anthropological, and sociological evidence* to get to me

See the reason I have to mention
Got the invisible hand on your erection
In other words Atlas Shrugged on your hard-on
Luckily this is under one Sargon

Hi, this is Thom Avella and today I'm gonna do an impression of Paul Joseph Watson.
"If this beta orbiter soyboy expects me to listen to his 'mixtape' where he mumbles incoherantly over a bunch of music he didn't even write, then imagine my shock"
Alright guys, thanks for watching my video. I'll see you in 3 months. Stay legend.

The fact that you have fans? A disgrace
Their brains must be smaller than Charlie Kirk's face
To consider your faults, you'd never be so darin'
More easily offended than Tomi Lahren

You wear a smirk like your philosophy won't die though
You'll all fall off the face of the cake with the haste of Milo
I'm getting my bean boozled, and what do you know
I look down and my dick is taller than Ben Shapiro

Facts & Logic (feat. Taylor Avella)

Instrumental from Amazing Island

LYRICS

Like for TBH
I'm feeling bored and I hope you don't see the bate
I really just wanna say that I don't know you but I want to
You seem chill, we should talk more, impromptu

I want YOU, to like my status
But now we're all just laugh reacts behind the lattice
I miss the days when honesty was just to ask permission
But I don't miss that this honesty was always works of fiction

The mission, the fission of my friends and I's been great for me
But I don't make time to communicate effectively
How much they mean to me and where I wouldn't be if not for them
If not for family and everyone that I come in contact with

But I'm too busy making art and pulling up my demons
Frick that excuse, I'll use my art as a lead-in
For non-fiction honesty, but I can only hit some of ya
Here's a TBH, thanks for making my life great, humina humina humina

Okay, before I get into this, I would like to remind all of you that the live action Cat in the Hat film is actually really good and you are all wrong. Your sins will not be forgiven.
Okay, back to the song

TBH I wouldn't be here if not for you
To the Black T-Shirts and Main Street Lights too

TBH your residence across the street
Keeps my morale high and the ground under my feet

TBH when I needed someone you were there
We got pizza and it wasn't just my burden to bear

TBH sometimes you frustrate me a bit
But you're gonna do great once you find a shoe that fits

TBH members of the club who's meetings I lead
I hope you go mad-sonic don't stop godspeed

TBH my favorite part of your body is your ears
I could have been the bad guy but you dispelled my greatest fears

To be honest, I wish that you lived closer to me
You might be my manager but you can't make me play Toxicity
To be honest, even though I know you don't like needles
I'll still visit you and your kids, I love all of you people
To be honest you better fuckin' make her happy
Cuz if you don't, you and me, we're gonna have to get scrappy
To be honest that probably won't happen.
Hm.

TBH if you're my mother it all starts with you
Keeping me honest with communication up the wazoo

TBH, Dad, had we had, less time together
I'd be worse off, I know it can hurt, we're untethered but I'm here

TBH, oldest young bro, I hope that you know
You're close to me so, I'll stick around regardless of the shitshow

TBH, other brother, from the same mother, I'm seeing the cracks form
But it's okay 'cause you can always come to me for help

TBH, can't read key pages from the big book
But yet, I remain loved by my two siblings who still look

Up to me, regardless of whether or not I'm deserving
So when I make public decisions it's always unnerving

But it's inspiring and so's the way that both of you support me
Speaking of, like my parents is how I purport to be

Like, but not in every way, worth a million letters
You bring so much good to the world and you raised me to do even better

so
Thank you.

Thank you
Thank you so much
For everything you do for me
I love so much.

Like For TBH

Instrumental from Need For Madness

LYRICS

Over a year, over a year
Over 1% of our only whole
Our first our first
No longer friends though

Do you want to be my best friend for a bit
Then stop and avoid each other, when we split

How many breakups? 1,2,3
One I wrote about incessantly
The other, I just promised to do the same
But the third doesn't even yet have a name

The World's Best Cheeseburger couldn't soften the blow
I took her out to Bill Grey's as soon as she got home
From the college where she learned what I didn't know
Nor did I want to, so the distance did grow

There'd never be a good time, it was right before finals
Right before she went back, and drove hundreds of miles
And then had to perform well, probably feeling alone
Meanwhile I hit every green light on my way home

It's not fair, I did not dare to confess
When we were together, she wanted us to have sex
But my fear of pregnancy kept that under rest
I wondered how the pressure I felt would coalesce
When I was older

this song is also called A Confused Scientist Tries To Rationalize Post-Relationship Politics

I didn't want to tell you it would end (end end)
But I knew that it was the message I sent (sent)
You wanted me to try to keep on fending off
The reasons it can't work, but it can, can, can, can't

Now we're not even friends
Despite of how close we were back then
Or maybe because of, I don't know why
I don't have the power to forget and let die

No eye for the easy I prefer to get it out
I never understood what they were talking about
When they said "I don't want to ruin our friendship"
I'd just say "if it did, then the friendship was useless"

How foolish of me to try to presume
That relationships are given and then only used
As unconditional bonds of two hands
When really they're just effects and we're all victims of circumstance

So no wonder that it's easy for most to leave
And never check in to the people who were once believed
To be 'the one' it's all on me but by any measure
I knew I'd find a way to pass on that pressure
To her

And now I'm the deserved stranger.

You didn't want to tell me it would end (end end)
But you knew that it was the message you sent (sent)
I wanted you to try to keep on fending off
The reasons it can't work, why it can, can, can, can't

It can't.

The World's Best Cheeseburger

Instrumental from Spec Ops: The Line

LYRICS

Hi *SORRY*

This might be the last thing I write to you. If you dislike me or just don't want to be part of each other's lives anymore I get it. I could have done a lot better and I'm still on my way to forgiving myself for some of the mistakes I made. One thing I'd like to formally apologize for is how I dealt with intimacy of all kinds. That wasn't fair to you and I think about how I could have done better often. All that being said, if some part of you does want to try to be friends again, I want you to know that I'd like to be too.

I've been contemplating contacting you for a few weeks. When I went home for winter break I started remembering all our memories we made in *HOME*. Then I thought of *NEVER HOME AGAIN*. Then we came back up here for the spring and everything started coming back in a huge rush and I realized that you're still intensely important to me. It feels so wrong to just fake a smile and say hi whenever I see you. I don't want that to be how the last year of us being on this campus together is spent.

I'm not sure if initiating contact is the right thing to do in this situation. I've wanted to, but with you being with *BETTER MAN*, I figured the decision as to whether or not to remain friends should start with you. After all, I don't want to put a stress on you guys by being *that* ex-boyfriend, you know? If you want to move on and let our friendship exist only in the past, I understand. Even if that's the case, I'd love some confirmation of that. Please don't feel bad if the answer is no, and you don't have any obligation to reply if you'd rather not.

Since it's a possibility that this might be the last time I talk to you, I suppose I should say some things. You'll always be a big part of my life. You were with me through some of my most transformative years and you helped me through some really scary times. I'll never forget that. Thank you for spending part of your life with me. I'd love to get food sometime if you're up to it.

Love,
Joey

Love,

Instrumental from Banjo-Kazooie: Nuts & Bolts

Additional vocals from HJWMG

LYRICS

I don't know what they're doin' to me
I don't know what they're doin' to me
I don't know what they're doin' to me
I did not consent to a search
So let me be

They say he keeps the door shut
Never hurt a soul but
I've seen through, the hole's cut
I know better
He is quite the monster
Yes, he tried to conquer
My true love, my best friend
Im glad that it ends

Hahahahahahahahahah

I bet he's doing it right now
That shithead
He's probably cleaning out the closet looking for you
To clean out both beds

But you're mine, because you want to be
No obligation, I'm not entitled.
Not like him,
The only negative's I can't play that piece in your recital

He'd never let you complete sentences
He'd never understand your references
But I do, this Sly Cooper's
Better than him with no calluces

I'm sorry that your first time
Had to be with a man who's so bad
I say to her after having
The best sex she ever had

It's so funny I am in tears
That you stayed with him for three years
When I was right in front of you
Oh he's sad? Then boo hoo hoo

I don't know what they're doin' to me
I don't know what they're doin' to me
I don't know what they're doin' to me
When you're not here, that monster can is like
A tumbleweed

They say he keeps the door shut
Never hurt a soul but
I've seen through, the hole's cut
I know better
He is quite the monster
Yes, he tried to conquer
My true love, my best friend
I hope that he dies

I'll break his neck!!!

He made you feel like what?
That sniveling shiesty fuck
He made you feel like that you could not drink
Without him giving up on you

That's great, now he's a person to hate
Do not worry because I can relate
I too would be made uncomfortable
If he still used me to try to get off to

When I didn't want intimacy with him
Can he not understand that his every whim
Is not others around him's desire to grant
Just 'cause he likes to think that he keeps it scant

But he made you feel that there was something wrong with you
A gross motherfucker who deserves a massive few
Punches, but I'll pull them because you asked
I might hate him but at least I'm not an ass

He does not deserve your presence
A breeding ground of pestilence
He's a danger to everyone
Say the word and he'll be done

I don't know what they're doin' to me
I don't know what they're doin' to me
I don't know what they're doin' to me

The Monster

Instrumental from Donkey Kong Country 2: Diddy Kong's Quest

Intro Instrumental from Banjo-Kazooie: Nuts & Bolts

LYRICS

I AM NOT A MONSTER
I CAN'T BE THE MONSTER
I WON'T SEE THE MONSTER
INSIDE THIS A MONSTER
DON'T WANT BE A MONSTER
I AM NOT THE MONSTER

I promise
I promise
I'll settle down with something

I promise
I promise
I won't see nothing

I promise I won't make mistakes
That I see other people make
They're not for me
I can't make every one.
I'm not entitled to that

And then when I'm older
Well past my best years
I won't think
"It's not the same, it's not the same, it's not the same"
Don't get me wrong, my life will really never be the same ever again. Not like it was with you. It will be forever changed.
I'll just learn to prefer it... That way
But it's not coming naturally
Not coming naturally

I promise to live my life
With the intent of being in spite
Of every way I treated you
I don't need you to see

Even if it was you I'm always botherin'
shits gotta be better than fatherin'
Or at least how I expect it to be.

And if I meet someone who's more of a convincer
Than the first few months after I kissed her
I'll make sure to be

A better father than mine
Just as he was better than his.
I'll continue the line, the lineage.
Or I won't.

I don't know if I have what it takes
To make a life that follows mine great
Without passing my damage on in collateral

It wasn't you who convinced me of that.
I swear it wasn't you who convinced me.
I promise
I want to love you until I die.

joey small

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