Scratch

I've been working on this for a few hours now out of boredom. It's based off Dwarvencraft.

Please do note that this isn't aimed at anyone, I didn't add any details about kingdoms so nobody would feel targetted by this rap.

Also note, y'all isn't pronounced as the western type, it's the '90s rap pronounciation of "you're all" made to fit the beat more.

Also, also note that the brony referrance was because I ran out of rhymes.

I'm turning this into a song as soon as I get someone on the beats, I also need more rappers to write and rap their own verses. This version will change, as I normally rap to a beat and see what fits and what doesn't.

I'm also doing requests, just ask what you want me to rap about next.

So, here it is:

I'm a top player on the warpath
And I won't stop 'til it's a bloodbath
Anyone in my way will feel my wrath
O.G. Pony here, being a psychopath

I run in, aiming at yo' gut
Within seconds, the bodies are piled up
This is live PvP, bloody, raw and uncut
You see my troops raid you down to a rut
And once I loot your weapons, what do ya got?
An unarmed group waiting to be shot
But I'll kill all you suckers, unarmed or not

Because me and my friends we run in blastin'
We take your food, and then y'all starving
You don't look so tough now you're sitting there fastin'
You can't fight our army, just sit there marvellin'

While we steal their stuff, they're gunna be moaning
They think it's unfair, the truth is we're pwning
They can't fight for their life, they know nothing
We won't stop, until their towel is thrown in
We broke through the doors, pointing our weapon
Because these fools will never stop stepping
They were once tough guys, until we crept in
If I were you, I'd be scared rough, sweating
As if we cared, we'll come in riding our mares
We'll make y'all say "That sword's going where?!"

Y'all think ya dapper for raiding our base
You're just punk busters, get outta my face
See, me and my homies won't leave a trace
Riding through like ponies, 'til you've lost the case
Oh, look at the disgrace, saying that we're phony
You have no taste, we're 20% bronies.
We'll raid you day or night in a race
Pick up the pace, 10 seconds flat and you're dead
Lightly we tread, 'til you say "What was that?"
That's about the time we pull out our gats
And we'll cap y'all, bodies flying everywhere
I'll be sippin' my tab yo, I don't care
Whatcha talkin' 'bout loc? it's all 100% fair
'cus my set is built for the wear and tear
Every one of our gangstas is as tough as a bear
So yeah buster, you should be scared
But it was fun to see how y'all fared

Last edited by my-chemical-romance (2012-01-24 20:17:58)