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Demons Vs. Ponies
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I was always the mother bucker stuck in the corner
Doin work hurt my brain, I’d rather read a story, I was such a loner
I’ll mannered, emotionally hammered, every kid thought I was sick or something like I was struck with testicular cancer
Push me too much and I would have fought any staff in my way
Lock me in solitary, red chair, white walls, like a present day
Neanderthal, like an animal
Won’t be released until the hands of the clock hit the three, y’all
Confused by my body, started sayin shit that I did
To experiment, made my dad look like an bad man who did stuff to kids
It wasn’t true, I just couldn’t spew the words correctly
It came out all wrong, child services on my case wantin to eject me
Met my dream girl in 04, thought I’d have her forever
But when your 10 its there and then and you hardly ever think of never
Her dad, a drunken pervert jackin it to his retarded daughter
He could tell her anything to stupid to cry rape when proceeded to fuck her
It was hard to see what love could to do me when I lost her
Lost my best friend, an elderly woman downstairs a few years later
Didn’t even cry at her funeral cause I thought I was so thug
Men don’t cry, that’s for pussies, doesn’t matter if you gave her all your love
And the homeschoolin, man it sucked so infinitely bad
Dad had to correct me every time they said god did this and god did that
Became a shut in, forget lunch in the cafeteria I was munchin’ sandwiches
Not to mention the never ending tears about datin more bitches
Eventually we were both tired of the game
Dad decided it was time to put me in middle school at JFK
Eighth grade, it stuck me like a spade, everyone hated me as they did before
My ego still outta wack, started crushin on a popular chick and thought I could score
I was one that everyone treated nice, laughed at when I turned my back
Same thing all through high school, cept my swag started to fade and lack
Realized I was nobody with other rejects as my friends
I didn’t understand why the crowd didn’t stand eventually wanted it to end
Pushed by my peers to edge several times, made some stupid threats
Didn’t even mean em, just wanted to turn heads, instead I got my head checked
Psychologists and therapists always nit pickin at my little brain
Tryin’ desprately to find evidence of any sort that I was criminally insane
Eventually they had it with me and sent me to a different school
Little did they know, that mistake would make me ultimately 20% more cool
I met Loki, He showed me My Little Pony and man I was hooked
Finally fit in with a crowd like myself so even when I got booked
Into the jail for makin one final threat to my old facility
Once again, I had no intent, just wanted to disrupt their tranquility
I told the guards and the inmates that I was proud brony
I love and tolerate even if it hurts my very core, I know its corny
Didn’t care if I got murdered by releasing’ this bit of info
MOTHERBUCKER IM A BRONY, I WATCH PINK PONIES, I’LL SCREAM IT IN YOUR FACE TO SHOW
I make hate my whore, violence my bitch, I’m the nicest kid everypony knows
Like an Olympian goin for the gold, I’ll reach world peace with my rows
Ixf my oar breaks I’ll take every ounce of fate, make dreams reality
I’ll gladly do it for free, bitch please, I don’t need no buckin salary
I do it for my fellow bronies, my commrades of love and tolerence
For all the humans that doubt us ponies, we’ll being frickin deliverance
So let it be written on my tomb when I die of old age
That I was a man who loved Vinyl Scratch and wrote love into every lyric page
Let the people know I did all I could to save their lives
From their feelings inside with my sick, poetic, immaculate rhymes
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