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Fake Jenny Death

by Fake Death Grips

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Turned Off 02:50
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Beyond Alive 03:25
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Beyond Alive 06:24
These videogames are nightmares to white girls Whose worst fears are equal rights and voices dat are overbearing. Like-whatever-gamers say has no bearing it's so scary in a press that promotes only smearing To see journalists talking with their, own words blaring Alone in their own zone, cold and they don't care Gamers cries are loud what bothers em all comes out when we talk about fucking corruption call em out 'Cause their hate is so bad that we can't talk it out If journalists saw reason they'd probably block it out Their thoughts are whacked, we're mad so we're talking back Talkin' black, brainwashed from CoD and Smash We talk our chants, boycotts and an adblock app These journalists hit us so we fought them back got their patreons closed media's a broken troll, there's no control, we gotta let these phonies go Sing with me, sing for the year (Sing it) Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear (Come on!) Sing it with me, just for today Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away Video games are changin', intertwining in cultures In the land of virtual killers, a gamers's mind is a sanctum Holy or unholy, only hoes like Zoe Only GamerGate cos theres no journo that know me Yet every article feels like they're making mistakes, I guess words are a motherfucker they can be great Or they can degrade, or even worse they can teach hate Paint us as nerds and dont hear a word that we say like they censor us, plus these cisgenders are nightmares to SJWs who pretend were all white men how did we end up in a situation thats like this accused us of being racists and compare us to ISIS these critics crucify you, journalists try to burn you Friends turn on you, white knights all want a turn at you To get their hands on every dime you have, they want you to lose your mind every time you mad So they can try to make you look like a sexist loose cannon Any dispute won't hesitate to produce tantrums That's why these shitty critics wanna convict us, strictly just to get us off these internet forums quickly But all these gamers be listenin and talking logicly, but all these haters be trolling cause they cant see clearly We want transparency but their grudge is against men see If we're such a fuckin' menace this shit doesn't make sense b .It's all political, if our games are literal and were all criminals why dint anita file a report too? she didnt, we're just people. you're full of shit too Leigh fucking karmas gonna get you Sing with me, sing for the year (Sing it) Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear (Come on!) Sing it with me, just for today Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away They say games can alter moods and talk to you Well can it unzip your pants, and rape a girl too Well if it can then the next time you assault a girl Just tell the judge it was CODs fault and they'll get sued See what these bitches do is hear about us totin' virtual pistols And they want to scream misogny acting like this shits cool Not knowin' we really just enjoying ourselves, you guys are writers Of course this shit's affectin' your sales, you ignoramus But your words are reflection of self, you don't do research, and then you get your checks in the mail It's fucked up ain't it How you can research practically nothing to being able to write any narrative that you wanted That's why we fight for our voice if not we don't have a thing Except for these shit games and propaganda magazines We post GamerGate on our Twitters all day long Retweet what we want and know that we fucking belong .Or for anyone who's ever been through shit in their lives- Till they sit and they cry at night, wishin' they'd die Till they throw a hashtag out, and they troll and they bribe We're nothin' to journalists we the fuckin devil in dey eyes That's why we gotta seize these moments try to freeze it and own it, squeeze it and hold it 'Cause we consider these games golden And maybe journos will admit it when they're poor our voices live on, through our feelings that you hear in this song and we can- Sing with me, sing for the year (Sing it) Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear (Come on!) Sing it with me, just for today Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away Sing with me, sing for the year (Sing it) Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear (Come on!) Sing it with me, just for today Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away
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Okay this is actually getting pretty popular and I don't want to get sued so I'm making it really obvious that this isn't actually Jenny Death.

Also I am not affiliated with Death Grips

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released January 10, 2015

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Fake Death Grips Sacramento, California

Okay this is actually getting pretty popular and I don't want to get sued so I'm making it really obvious that this isn't actually Jenny Death.

Also I am not affiliated with Death Grips

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