LYRICS

(Swagberg)

Lampin in Cyberia for green - earnin’

Swagbizzy knocking it Supreme - Vermin

Update the sensory no trollin like a Slylox

Cupcake dispensary I’m rollin in the Mabach

Tearing up my set but it’s mindless -

Got a b-b-bear up on your neck, k-k-killing em with Kindness

Clowns are in my area like Soundcloud ovarian

Types, I bury em nice - shouts out to Variant

(Mic!) First in Twenty Ten now everypony’s hating

Well I had dragons too, didn’t think that I could slay them

But ponies brought me to the top, no matter what you're facing

If you just hold on tight what you'll find can be amazing!

(Lulz!) Vinyl on my set, gonna roll that back

And I’m afraid to tell my girl why I don’t have cash

Guardians of Harmony they got the ponies I love

Catch me in the pink aisle and give a homie a hug

(MC Twilight) Shut the fuck up, Lulz!

You look like Vincent Tong, except you don’t get gulz

And if you try to step to me like the NCF

I’ll snap off my fucking wingboner and just beat you to death!

(Yelling At Cats) Funny how these fillies used to miss me

Used to come and ill it and then kill em when they diss me

Now they’re only hoping I’m still making a verse

Fuck falling off, I skullfucked the face of the Earth

And I ain’t patient with nerds if they ain’t do a written

Make a new beginnin, horse nation is gone, now I rule with kittens

(Gryfinz) Flying with my claws out, Herdkore

Won’t get me a bird so I’m a boss now

Cocky when I’m walking and I’m stocking lotsa hot sounds

All the pony crosstalk is awful close to crossed out

(Prison) All the pony poetry is broken like a rotary - HEY

Smash a pony in her ovar- okay, I can’t...

(Pipsqueak) Music’s how I handle sadness

But people listen just cos I sound like Daniel Radcliffe

I did the pet rock thing first, dude, trust me

One day I’ll be big and I’ll change my name to - Rusty!

(Drowning in Footwear) The whole world is ominous

And don’t you try to tell me that it’s not because it’s obvious!

I’ve had enough of all these damn ponies being nice to me

Luna come and take me, help me chase out what my life could be!

(Nicis) Keep on bragging and I’ll smack your shit

Cus I ain’t big a name as all these faggots that I’m rapping with

I’ll back-you-down motherbucker I laugh-at-crowns

Coming back with sound after feeding my gat with rounds

(IBe) Horse nation got more faces I’m one of em

Kickin it they clickin it I’m frickin lit the sun’ll come

Huddle up, Am-pli-fy-re make a mosh pit

Scratching on a banger fly verse try to Dodge This

(GrassSaysMoooo!) I’m putting out the last star

I shoot up horses when I make La Brea’s black tar

Or drive a fast car - rapper got a bad heart

And make some gimmick shit then I’ll put em out to past-ure

Chthonic shamanist’ll stop harmonic canterin

A pandering evanglist of dark Pnakotic Manuscripts

Standing in your shower he a flawed psychotic candidate

And thoughts come every hour only raw narcotics manumit

(D. Range!) Die a surly gent, and spit a

Pegasus horse from my corpse like for Perseus

Grab a rubble stone, stackin up a supple throne

Lend me a hand and I’ll cast outcha knucklebones

Celephais powers all up in my right hand

Rap from the elevated towers in the Night Land

Pie party in my head - time to die

Iliad - slice a life up and climb inside

(MALevolence) Got weird subject matter

I'll repaint your boutique in a blood red splatter

Madhouse is black now when sunset shatters

Climbing out the graveyard with the undead rappers

(Spike the Draaagooon) Call me Pufnstuf

If you spliff sativa I’ll be a friend when things get rough

Lizard legion make rappers with fantroll names

Fall into manhole caves and fight the anthro snakes

Brando Duane type raps like I’m not the best

Mock or jest, Spike’ll spit fire like a rocket test

Walking death not best with ladies but I make em laugh

Go home to Kevinsano Rainbow then I take a nap

(Wootmaster) Let’s make it flow like Milky Way

We’ve all got generals but put down your guns, /k/?

Cus I love everypony- get a party in the club

Call me Twilight I saw the future but won’t give it up

There’s just too much for me to love around this funky scene

Like reading funny green and the guys who sip the Sunny D

So I show love as more than just a phony-type rhymer, Gay

Bathhouse they call me the Pony Pied Piper

(F3nning) Also known as F3

Best feet forward when I leave a tail of dead beats

Most pony rappers don’t know emcee stuff and

If that’s all the steez they brought they can get steez nuts

(N. Hollow) I’m faded and I’m out of it

Making crazy music and they waitin for the sound of this

At the top like Sistine don’t diss me you a floor kid

I’m stacking mares like sixteens on lit beats this horseshit

(Clavi) I wanna be the best in the pony scene

So we beef on flows for weeks up on the road-a-kings

And make the group Perfecta, black suits on deck ta

Blast dudes who test us, rap through the spectra

(Buffalo) Thanks for that EquestrianThreat

To the rest of the vets coming we the best of the best

And we faster than fast, like got the Wonderbolt flow

We plunder the show to keep our rhymes and puns on a roll

(Sickness!) Oh golly gee, I’m lackin mic quality

Fans want locks of my mane in the mail - rap idolatry

Shopping at the Dollar Tree for coloring books

Which I draw little dicks on like a muttering crook, thank you very much

(Rhyme Flow) I don’t know just what I’m 'sposed to do

Course I choose rapping but lately I got a horsey muse

Life’s a stage but they won’t play me yet with my gold charisma

Can Scratch and Tavi work it out? That’s just Yourenigma

(Ditherer) Gonna flub the take when I read this out

23 rappers but I didn’t have to -- wait

(Ditherer) No, hold on, how did I get here?

(Ditherer) No, something’s not… what are all these-

(Ditherer) Fuck that guy, I’m Flowcellus

Make my foes jealous where I’ll go there’s no tellin

Venerating those fellas centerstage like no cellist

Cutie pox truly knocks upon the doors of soul sellas

They get their heart’s desire, so if you want

The marks up on your arms to keep you singing

Spit some bars of fire harder as you start to spiral

Art designers let it in and when the tendrils snaking

Through their veins and breaking pain can hit the heart it’s final