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Private tracker moderators
Private tracker moderators
Private tracker moderators
They do it for free
MODERATORS
They're the world's most fearsome modding team (We're really hip)
They're heroes of the website through their screens (Hey! You're /marked/ buddy!)
When the invite seller attacks
These onion boys don't cut em no slack!
Private tracker moderators
Private tracker moderators
312c will ban your entire tree (He's a radical cuck)
Chunkylover sleeps
Tars won't release the leech (That's a fact Jack)
Spaghetti's cool but rude (Show me your feet)
And Azathoth is a party dude (Waaaooo)
Private tracker moderators
Private tracker moderators
Private tracker moderators
They do it for free
MODERATORS
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Go Seed Racer Go
01:08
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Here he comes
Here comes Seed Racer
He's a demon in the swarm
He's a demon and he's gonna be chasin' after buffer
He's gainin upload and he's strokin' on his cock
He's busy revvin' up the powerful seedbox!
And when the odds are against him
And there's dangerous work to do
You bet your life Seed Racer
Will leech it through
Go Seed Racer
Go Seed Racer
Go Seed Racer, Go!
His upload's flyin pays to pirate has a small nutsack
He autodownloads pump and dump and he ain't comin back
The buffer's waitin' just ahead!
Go Seed Racer
Go Seed Racer
Go Seed Racer Go!
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PTM2
01:01
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PRIVATE TRACKER MODERATORS
Admins count it off!
3 1 2 CUCK (PRIVATE)
We need your donations (TRACKER)
Live in mom's basement (MODER)
Keep up your ration (ATORS)
Ban Rajeesh from rippin'!
Admins count it off!
(3) Live by the code of the golden rules
(1) We all got picked on back in high school
(2) Always stick together no matter what
(CUCK) You break the rules and it's time to kick butt!
I love bein' a (I love bein' a)
Private tracker moderator
PRIVATE TRACKER MODERATORS
Admins count it off!
3 1 2 CUCK (PRIVATE)
There's no one better (TRACKER)
Watch out for sellers! (MODER)
They're like no others (ATORS)
They're all butt brothers
3 1 2 CUCK
3 1 2 CUCK
PRIVATE TRACKER MODERATORS
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Curry Nigger
00:37
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Who lives in india and shits in the street
CURRY NIGGER
He's brown and he smells and his name is pajeet
CURRY NIGGER
If watching the movies brings you many joys
CURRY NIGGER
Then come IPTorrents and lets ripping boys!
Ready?
CURRY NIGGER
CURRY NIGGER
CURRYYYYY NIGGERRRRR
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Tracker Doomsday
02:22
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Trackers runnin' out their mouth, but they never drop out
We need your money or we're gone, everybody watch out
All my niggas fuckin' NEETs so you know we opt out
Copped out, cocks out, we gon' show what we about
All my niggas really shit post, they don't even know
Light the forums to the utmost, let that shit roast
Already killed that nigga chipmunk, who's the next cuck?
We post up, roody-poos say Tracker Doomsday
On the spot, I blow 50gigs, shit, 100gigs
Shit, my box is fuckin' full man, fuck your Auckland
I'ma fuck your fuckin' grammammy fuckin' cunt's hammy
Need the drugs, not the Xan man, I'm a Poo man
I boot up, and I'm runnin' rutorrent, not qshittorrent
Not deluge and not that shit utorrent that shit's abhorrent
If I post it then you don't remove it or I'ma lose it
Back, back, don't report it stupid or I'ma prove it
Drizzy Wizzy, uh, his bitch gave me some licky, uh
Lil bitchy, uh, bust all on her titties uh
She a leecher, uh, really don't need her, uh
Bust then I leave her, uh, hit and run delete it, uh
Rip that, snatch that, never seed back, uh
Leech that, take that, trump that, trump hat, uh
312cuck where are you at? uh
/ptg/ bout to fuck up your tracker
Trackers runnin' out their mouth, but they never drop out
We need your money or we're gone, everybody watch out
All my niggas fuckin' NEETs so you know we opt out
Copped out, cocks out, we gon' show what we about
All my niggas really shit post, they don't even know
Light the forums to the utmost, let that shit roast
Already killed that nigga chipmunk, who's the next cuck?
We post up, roody-poos say Tracker Doomsday
You can talk hot on the internet, boy
That's that hooky shit, we ain't into that, boy
Black van, pull up to your momma crib, boy
Tie her up, cum inside and whisper MARKED, lil boy
You can talk hot on the internet, boy
That's that hooky shit, we ain't into that, boy
Black van, pull up to your momma crib, boy
Tie her up, cum inside and whisper MARKED, lil boy
Trackers runnin' out their mouth, but they never drop out
We need your money or we're gone, everybody watch out
All my niggas fuckin' NEETs so you know we opt out
Copped out, cocks out, we gon' show what we about
All my niggas really shit post, they don't even know
Light the forums to the utmost, let that shit roast
Already killed that nigga chipmunk, who's the next cuck?
We post up, roody-poos say Tracker Doomsday
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