You think I give up that easy? Take a lesson from my
 
breathren in the fandom with the method to go down
 
huntin like a phantom for a different world get em to
 
the front row cause there bout to blow the head off all
 
your shoulders with their slow roll, screamin yolo
 
 
 
I said cause
 
 
we ignore the haters and that caters to the love and
 
tolerance lesson we've kept in from bombs and constant
 
raiders
don't you ever try to strain us or you'll be mad sayin
 
to us that were
doing something wrong, a rush that goes right through
 
us
 
 
 
see we wont get mad
 
not tryin to attack
 
but a lesson to be had
 
if you see us like that
 
then you'll have to excuse; we aint
 
tryin to be rude.
but you'll wanna brace your hooves
 
 
 
while I cause a sonic rainboom
 
 
 
we be on it with the chronic gettin super sonic makin
 
derpy comics like a commet big explosion while we rock
 
the whole metropolis it's time for this to get right on
 
it at the end of a perfect line, conclude, and brohoof
 
homie
 
 
 
that's how it works now and i speak now to everypony
 
when I say no need to worry bout the ones who call us
 
phonies cause they come from a different line, a
 
different state a different kind, please excuse us for
 
a second while we blow your flippin mind.  Cause this
 
is about the time, when I pull out the rhyme, that says
 
I'm 20% cooler, or 10 seconds on time.  A pegasus I'll
 
be till I can't make the grind give me my chance to
 
fly, and my chance to shine. It's a constant design
 
it's where my heart resides when I'm pullin the raps
 
from my flank, rear end behind.  Cause I can't let this
 
slide, it's a lovely place to find, in the collapse of
 
a world that was home and now it's fines, bank notes,
 
and lies, and rope ties you can't hide. From the ones
 
who tell you you ain't got chance to come home from the
 
guys who throw you in the slammer and bang on the gavel
 
hammer, my brother I tell ya, it's a hard world for a
 
pony gamer.
 
So let me get back to it.  All that was a minute and
 
30? Mercy.  I guess it's kinda wordy yeah you heard me
 
but I'm 'bout to kill it firmly.
 
Pony.  One shot, one line, slowly. You
don't know, homey, what it's like to feel so lonely
you might turn to somethin holy, but I'm all about the
 
ponies
If you're lookin for a friend no one'll know it like a
 
brony
 
 
Cause these pastel creatures, with open arms, and
 
gorgeous eyes.  Yeah I'll meet up with dashie we'll
 
soar the open blue skies.  See applejack and go buckin'
 
but I'm runnin out of time cause I gotta see Twilight,
 
the leader, the spy.
Meetup with pinkie pie, and revise from my surprise
 
when she starts to cry but then complies as we say our
 
goodbyes, cause I gotta see rarity, jewel finder, the
 
wise.  That classy marshmallow pony, those gems are
 
lookin oversize.
 
Got fluttershy to go,  even so, I can't find her she'll
 
try to stay low although that's exactly what I know
 
though, she rides solo.  
She's hidin from the world cause it spins swirls and
 
twirls, cause fluttershy is a one of a kind ever-free
 
loving girl.  Now she might not be scared if we hadn't
 
made society filled with this anxiety, we've got some
 
notoriety, for things like impropriety.  We've got a
 
whole variety of ways to end sobriety.  You like where
 
you live?  Don't lie to me, all that piety.  I think
 
it's about time to agree that all six of these ponies
 
are just some peoples perfect reality.