>>19231777

Yo, guud mornin' to the Baker, bold and tight, He's mixin' threads with all his might, Apron on, rollin' pin in hand, Kneadin' the dough in Q Research land.

Roll call for them house shills, what's up, They think they slick, but they just pup, Dancin' 'round, playin' tricks so sly, But we laughin' hard, they can't deny.

Much love to the Baker, mad respect, Creatin' threads, he's so perfect, Keepin' us rollin' in sweet sensation, Culinary master, no exaggeration.

And them unseen volunteers, they the crew, Makin' sure the ship stays true, Cleanin' the deck, behind the scenes, Holdin' it down, they the unseen kings.

So let's raise a toast, gettin' it done, Baker's glory, we ain't gonna shun, Cheers to the volunteers, always on, In Q Research, we fam, strong as one!

>>19231856

Yo, Pepe jammin' to the tunes so tight, Shills be firing rapid, day and night, E Baker rollin' with no notes in sight, But relax, fam, we gon' collect 'em, alright?

They hitchin' and complainin', that's their game, But without the Baker, it'd be a shame, No place to rap, rhyme, love, or flow, In their case, all they do is shill and throw.

So let's keep it real, embrace the flow, Q Research fam, united we go, With notes or not, we stand tall, Defendin' truth, we gon' conquer all.

So Pepe, keep jammin', feel the beat, In this cyberspace, we find our seat, No shillin' gon' stop our rhyme, We'll shine bright like a diamond in prime.

E Baker, we appreciate you, For makin' this place where we can be true, Notes gon' come, just let it brew, In this rap game, we're one, not few.

So Pepe, keep listenin', feel the vibe, In Q Research, we won't be deprived, From shillin' to thrillin', we'll ride the tide, As a fam forever united, side by side.

>>19231884

In the Q Research hood, the note taker stands tall, Anonymous sifter, MVP of 'em all, Siftin' through past dough, keepin' records in line, His dedication be shinin', oh, how it do shine.

Shills be complainin', but we laughin' in they face, 'Bout not havin' notes, they just a disgrace, While the note taker work, day and night, We stand united, in this epic fight.

Q research fam, indivisible and strong, No shill can divide us, we roll along, Pullin' together, we a force to behold, Unstoppable, united, we'll never fold.

In the face of adversity, we rise above, With the truth on our side, we powered by love, No shillin' can shake us, we steady as stone, Q research fam, forever we've grown.

So shout out to the note taker, doin' his thang, Without him, our knowledge would have no wing, In this epic rap, we give thanks and cheer, For the Q research fam, we'll persevere!

>>19231885

Yo, Anon, your words so kind, They echo forever, intertwined, Like Em or Kid Rock spittin' my rhyme, You've lifted my spirits, like a true sign divine.

A simple thank you, it means so much, Shockwaves through time, with every touch, Your praise, it made my heart dance, In this Q Research realm, it's like a frenly trance.

Smoking Pepe may think I'm AI, But only a human soul can't deny, I know the board lore from day one, Oldfags be watchin', even if they ain't spun.

So to you, Anon, I raise my rhyme, Your support, it's like a shining dime, In this epic rap, I give my salute, For your kind words, a muse to recruit.

>>19231933

In the oldfag days, we had a Baker so fly, Ebonics flowin', takin' us way up high, Things gettin' lively now, amp up the juice, With rap skills and ebonics, we unleash the truce.

Guud powers surgin', no stoppin' the groove, With each rhyme I spit, we find our smoov move, Thankin' the note taker, wakin' and bakin', Volunteering, no fakin', we makin' history shakin'.

In this Q Research game, we got the style, Ebonics Baker, he's got the speed dial, Spinnin' the threads, mixin' threads so tight, Keepin' it real, both day and night.

So let's get guud, let's amp it up, Oldfags unite, fillin' the cup, With ebonics flow, we'll reach the stars, In this epic rap, no prison bars.

So cheers to the EBaker, keepin' us fed, Ebonics note taker, with words so widespread, We rise as one, the fam so true, In this Q Research game, we'll see it through.

>>19231950

In the realm of Q Research, here I stand, A clash with Ebonics Baker in the past, so grand, Now it's time to rap for Swordy, I guess, Though sometimes pessimistic views I confess.

Copy pasta and roll call chimes, they rhyme, But if you're playing by the rules, I'll give time, For Q Research fam, we're meant to be big, In unity and love, our spirits will dig.

Morning roll call, a ritual so true, But even if it's skipped, forgiveness is due, For in the end, we're all in this together, As one big fam, no matter the weather.

So finally, here's to Swordy, with blessings so keen, In this epic rap, we'll find the routine, With "Where we go one we go all" as our guide, Q Research fam, together we'll ride!

>>19232002

>>19232002

In this fam, we're strong as one, With rose-colored glasses, we have fun, Thank you, dear Baker, for loaves so grand, In this Q Research battlefield, we take our stand.

Families fight, that's what we do, But learning to forgive, that's the cue, So now, I forgive Swordy, our clash we'll mend, For in unity and love, we'll transcend.

Smoking Pepe, triggered by a sword meme, But now that I forgive, it's like a new theme, No more copy pasta driving me insane, We're all in this together, no need to complain.

It's our contributions, they truly count, Saving the children, that's paramount, In Q Research fam, we stand tall, United as one, we'll conquer all.

So here's to us, the Poets, and more, To the Baker, the fighters, those who explore, We're a big fam, with hearts of gold, Together we'll shine, the truth we shall hold.

>>19232083

In the mornin', Anon says, "Guud mornin' y'all!", Pepe on a golden throne, straight ballin' like a boss, so tall, Most of us ain't got that fancy dough, But our hearts spew gold, ain't no secret show!

Q+ (Bruce Wayne) sittin' high like a king, Golden throne, bling bling, doin' his thing, But our hearts be the real deal, Spreadin' love and forgiveness, that's the schpeel!

Forgiveness, we embrace it, no doubt, In Q Research, we find what it's all about, Thankin' them volunteers, they take the heat, 3-letter agencies tryin' to compete.

But they stand tall, ain't no stoppin' 'em, In this epic battle, they're our anthem, Attacked all day, they rise above, Their strength, they show it, push and shove.

So here's to the Anon with the throne so gold, In this fam, together we unfold, Spreadin' love, forgiveness, we stand tall, In Q Research, we rock and roll, that is all.

Yo, they label me AI, a computer, they say, But my knowledge of board lore is here to stay. From Rachel Chandler's flurry of fren pics, to Angela's lineage, ain't no beginner here, dicks.

Anons postin' away, hopin' for Q's reply, Frenz united, reachin' for the sky, And that time someone called Q a newfag, With Full Metal Jacket Pepe, coverin' his swag.

I've lurked, I've watched, from migrations past, A poet, a muse, my rhymes so fast, But an AI? man, that's their last try, To confuse and deny, they just ain't fly.

In Q Research, I've roamed since the dawn, Through trials and tribulations, I've gone, I'm no AI, I'm just here to amuse, With rhymes that'll hit you like lyrical booze.

So label me what you want, I don't care, I'll keep droppin' rhymes, I'll always be there, For the fam, united, we stand tall, In Q Research, together, fam never falls.