INTRO Of us, you'll soon be aware Time for class- let us prepare Right in front of you, always there, Yet stuck in the background, colts and mares
Background ponies, dont make me laugh we've got the stories, you don't know half Ponyville's filled with more than six so How'd they leave you completely transfixed
We know their tricks, we know the mix we've got your drug, we got your fix Our rhymes are sick, Our beats will stick so Don't be thick and come get your kicks
So take your pick, any of us will click More addicting than a fresh salt lick Those six will soon be a magic act A puff of smoke, a neat little trick
Verse 1 It's the BP disaster- Also known as Berry Punch I mix my oatmeal with fat bastard, and I eat mcs for lunch 20% booze by volume, why don't you check my label, I'll smoke some poison joke and still drink you under the table This beast has been released, more alcoholic than brewer's yeast, Might not be everclear, but it's fresh at least, My face is red from drinking liquid bread Unless you're dead, my rhymes will leave you holding your head.
Verse 2 My name is roseluck, and I don't give a cuss If you've been overlooked, then you can feel us, If you don't know my name then let me school ya- My cutie mark's a rose and I've got more toys than LUNA And more screen time, too. I'll choke your throat until you're blue, And it'll blow your mind to see what else I can do with these hooves Not many dubstep rappers, but I'm the beat explorer I come in like a stampede- The horror, the horror!
Verse 3 Burnt sugar, scorched in the fires of hell, Oh well, somepony smells like caramel I drink whiskey with a lemon twist I'll brand you with a horseshoe Ssst Plow scrubber, sick track dubber, Burnin rubber to escape another spurned lover Stable mucker, no jive sucker, Come over and get the taste of a true applebucker