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meet the kwites - kwite lyrics

[verse 1]
dear nuka
i don’t mean to be mean
but you lost your virginity to the black ops 2 menu theme
you got me popping perk 30s like they some senzu beans
you wanna be taller than me, but it’s really not meant to be
dear flinders
you should give up on tinder like you did twitter
somehow including me, you’re still the g*yest of all the editors
you brought nina on the team, and still she edits better
but still i hate you more, because you’re the reason that i met her
dear nina
always calling me epstein using green screens
i’d curb stomp kirby’s head, then i’d call you the f slur
but i reserve that for girls who manage to even get girls first
you make me say bad words, but best believe that i’ve hurled worse
i’ll spell everything about you f*cks, yeah this a world’s first
flinders is autistic, and his dumbass plays with legos
we twins because of that, i’m just a lot less broke about it
nuka really, really, really, really loves to eat play*doh
nina just white as h*ll, i’ve never seen a slav more mayo
dear ariwa
i just want to say hi, uh, i can never bully you
you’re a sweetheart, keep up the good work!
hugs and kisses
the rest of y’all on the team though cause none of us get b*tches
y’all act like you get play, but you’re really all just slobs
falling back on nuka so you can play valorant and sob
get the vids done on time, you all had just one job
i got plenty more vitriol, but i’ll save that for the mods
[verse 2]
dear kwite mods
your tweets are corn on the cob
i put a leash on your twitter fingers, you’re my dogs with a blog
you police my community like some f*cking soccer moms
y’all sponging my every word up, yeah my minions hand the bob
dear insomni
your face dusty, and your mic crusty
your only friends are your cctvs, i bet you musty
one message call me a fraud the the next say you love me
got three eyes you see everything, you act and talk like a frog
the mods make me sick, someone go get me a lozenge
you make me little gifts and it’s sick, sh*t’s got me pogging
but cuddling up to me like a fish doesn’t mean there ain’t no problems
so lock in and sit down while i tell you how to stop it
there are some f*ckers up in this chat that need to get their asses f*cking banned
they need to want that little ban appeal so the videos for it is in high demand
i know that sh*t is mean but that’s all part of the brand
nah, nothing’s beyond the pale, i’m talking undertale, sans
dear jillian and jaclyn
i don’t know which of you is which
been here for 5 years, we got a history of this sh*t
50 months of subbing to me and you still call me the bottom
you’ve been up on my d*ck since we had a chat for posting possums
vampy is not even a real vamp, don’t even like carti
and v’s the local horse girl and that sh*t’s just really funny
i barely even know akashi enough to get started with them
we almost done here so quick let’s get to sparking them
dear chad
you wish that you were born in j*pan
you’re a dork running discords, eating right out of my hand
you actually look like a chad so really not half bad
but your taste in mods is like music with brad
creeps shotting on me all of y’all were taking weird photos
you all still tried to jump ship going over to joko
but i won’t let him split us up, yeah, word to yoko ono
just keep blowing smoke up my ass like my b*tthole in opo
[verse 3]
dear viewers
you’re all g*y and depressed
the sh*t i get away with calling you makes most creators say less
i got an ass you stare at that i know you want a play test
the audience i’ve gathered with who i am really makes sense
i’m your discomfort creator, a streamer straight from payless
you watch me while i eat scared of what the h*ll i’ll say next
you hope your mom’s not in the room so that you don’t get pain next
most of y’all are doomed, in your twenties, still can’t pay rent
watching me’s a consequence of when father’s rain check
my fans is easy to appease, just make a joke about g*y s*x
that’s all i say on songs and y’all still added me to playlists
chatter’s big on mini*modding, others love to backseat
some of y’all like to spoil me, but not in ways that sweet
everyone’s got a different one when thinking of that tweet
i’m a master at manipulating what you think the chat needs
you see springtrap anywhere and get the urge to @ me
saying i’m a furry, lines my pockets, keep it happening
coming into my stream and getting mad when i yap?
put the kwite firing squad on ya, your ass getting one tap
you take after me, up at night, at your pc, hunching
waiting while i slave away at these videos, crunching
but your music taste is stunning, let’s catalog the dysfunction
lemon demon, ajr, jack stauber, right?
y’all some f*cking kweers and it’s spelt wrong, like kwite
[verse 4]
dear kwite
i’ve hated you my whole life
and i got to spend the rest of it reading the sh*t that you write
you doubt yourself every day and man, usually you’re right
don’t think far ahead cause you only got near sight
your haircuts f*cking weird, especially because you’re bald
can’t accept that fact that you’re like only 3ft tall
you’ve been offbeat this whole song, man you dropped the ball
you act really tough for a dude with b*lls that small
cardboard nixon nearly cut your whole finger off
when you have s*x, you can’t even really keep your wiener hard
you could voice family guy, you could do a peter off
godd*mn, your career really went and f*cking petered off
you dress like a girl, you little f*cking dweeb
failed at being a man so you turned to posting tweets
you give someone a stroke every time that you speak
at the top of every hour, your dumbass needs to pee
when you get scared, you scream like ishowspeed
anthony can’t help you now, that boy’s doing therapy
springtrap don’t love you back, you can’t meet his needs
while you’re a shameless wh0re who only really needs his meat
i wanna see what’s under the mask and glasses
i don’t believe that you paid all of your taxes
you want a bbl so bad, you’re made of plastic
you’re cute as h*ll and folk wanna smash ya
but not me, not me
because you lied about how tall you are, you lied about being bald
you lied about your twitch category, statagories, yeah you devolved
you lied about stream times, you lied about stream topics
you’re a p*ssy
lied about it, i know you ain’t gonna write about it
you lied about your funds, you lied about drinking water, huh?
you lied about washing your hands after you go and take a dump
you lied about calling tech support for some f*cking help
f*ck a parody, this a lifelong joke about yourself

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