All of my songs (including ones I didn't bother re-uploading to here after getting banned on BitChute) can be found and downloaded from here: https://argentbeacon.com/music/redpill-rundown/ Lyrics from /pol/ below: >Somebody once told me the kikes are gonna own me. I ain’t a Shabbos goy in the head >Burgers looking kind of dumb guzzling all that Jewish cum, with the golem’s mark displayed on their foreheads; well, >The shekels keep coming, and they don’t stop coming >Produce capeshit and the cucks start running >Didn’t make sense not to take their guns >The Jews stay smart, but the goys get dumb >so much to shill, babies to kill, so what’s wrong with eating their foreskins? >you never know when it’ll blow >you never trust the kosher nose >hey now, you’re a Nazi, let the Jews know, don’t play >hey now, antisemite, the Juden will pay >and all our values are sold >watch The Greatest Story Never Told >It’s a Clown World, the shills are getting bolder, you think it’s shit now, wait till you get older >but the media men beg to differ, judging by the kikes in the CEO pictures >the fags they bait are getting pretty dim >you use a nigger flag, they think you’re BLM >the lake of fire is filled with whores: think of that image if you ever get bored >hey now, you’re a Nazi, let the Jews know, don’t play >hey now, antisemite, the Juden will pay >and all our values are sold >watch The Greatest Story Never Told [Intermission] >hey now, you’re a Nazi, let the Jews know, don’t play >hey now, antisemite, the Juden will pay >and all our values are sold >watch The Greatest Story >A newfag once asked, “Could the wooden doors hold gas?” The Jews have made a couple crucial mistakes >I said, “Yep. What a concept. You should gas a couple kikes yourself, and we could all use some Zyklon B.” >Well, the shekels keep coming, and they don’t stop coming >Produce capeshit and the cucks start running >Didn’t make sense not to take their guns >The Jews stay smart, but the goys get dumb >so much to shill, babies to kill, so what’s wrong with eating their foreskins? >you never know when it’ll blow >you never trust the kosher nose >hey now, you’re a Nazi, let the Jews know, don’t play >hey now, antisemite, the Juden will pay >and all our values are sold >watch The Greatest Story Never Told >and all our values are sold >watch The Greatest Story Never Told

All of my songs (including ones I didn't bother re-uploading to here after getting banned on BitChute) can be found and downloaded from here: https://argentbeacon.com/music/redpill-rundown/

All of my songs (including ones I didn't bother re-uploading to here after getting banned on BitChute) can be found and downloaded from here: https://argentbeacon.com/music/redpill-rundown/ Lyrics below: A young soiboi named Carl the cuck grew restless in his room. He'd watched all his Netflix shows that he wished to consume. He changed his clothes, put on flip-flops, and put his soy cup down, and his Father spoke as he walked out: "Please take your gun to town, son. Don't leave your gun at home, Carl. Please take your gun to town." He laughed and hugged his Dad and said "I do not need a gun. I wish we would just ban them all, please think of the children. The bill of rights was not written for mags with 30 rounds." and his Father said as he drove away: "Please take your gun to town, son. Don't leave your gun at home, Carl. Please take your gun to town." He sang a song as on he drove, his favorite hip-hop mix. He drove into a diverse city, A smile upon his lips. He stopped and walked into a club, and laid his money down, but his father's words echoed again: "Please take your gun to town, son. Don't leave your gun at home, Carl. Please take your gun to town." He went outside to have a vape, to calm his shaking tongue, and tried to tell himself that his privilege would soon be gone. A group of urban youths arrived, and started to surround, and he heard again his father's words: "Please take your gun to town, son. Don't leave your gun at home, Carl. Please take your gun to town." Filled with fear then Carl the cuck did try to calm the group, but the youths were roused and brought out knives and a pistol to boot As Carl the cuck bleed out and died, a crowd all gathered 'round, and wondered at his final words: "Please take your gun to town, son. Don't leave your gun at home, Carl. Please take your gun to town."

All of my songs (including ones I didn't bother re-uploading to here after getting banned on BitChute) can be found and downloaded from here: https://argentbeacon.com/music/redpill-rundown/