https://pony.fm/tracks/40032-giddyup

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We used to ref the show to make us feel together
Now there's no one left who watches it so hey, whatever
A Captain Obvious, taking drags in lobbies I’m insomniac
Take 246 I play a captive audience
About a dozen well-to-do eccentrics in a dirt house
Listened to by some dude up on 4chan when he works out
Nowadays I listen to my old stuff and I kind of like it
Listen to my old old old stuff and want to die quick
Play an Aria who’s pissed at nothing
Not twelve months to baccalaureate from introductions
And now outside of Hilton Marriotts he isn’t fucked with
Break in and playing Secretariat at business luncheons
Found some lousy kids around me, now they feed the horse
People asking like was Quiet Hands about me, of course

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This little horsey traveled Yonkers and the east coast
This little horsey had went bonkers with his deeds known
This little horsey found new ways on some black days
This little horsey left bouquets on Lovecraft’s grave
Giddy up, man, I’ll fucking kick if you don’t giddy up
So giddy up, I’m working on a WIP with my insignia
And work you with a whip until you’re sitting up
And work until you dip or got a bellyful of zinnias

Hear on tracks where I was crying that I'm monotone
They thinking that I’m angry when I’m smiling, man I want a pone
The trick to living with it’s just in getting used to shit you do
Whether a musical recluse or stupid loser in a suit
At Trotcon In7ac7 kept a lookout for this homely bastard
I snuck around him, who you looking for, a pony rapper?
When he explained I made a face like I was holding laughter
No hate, but taking MLP that far is mostly backwards

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Patient Zero left me with no days off and dark eyes
And even if they scraped FM I finally made the archives
And meanwhile in hard timses, the older players weigh in
200 thousand views a track, complain they didn’t make it
Yeah, uh-huh, plus some of you are verse-challenged
I dreamed of EQD then wound up getting featured on my first album
And I don’t need a beef to beat you with my herd talent
Cus I’m like Sweetie B., I’m singing plus I burn salads
Drink 140 proof but I ain't been hungover yet
Damoclean dangle by an ankle I hung over heads

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