[Verse 1]
Give me a gun ay, and I’mma shoot your pon’s face
What’s the problem? We’re just having “fun” “yaaay”
Some say that liking them, is much gay
I don’t care, it’s just a target that I must slay
Gotta learn to kill, I yearn the skill
Leaving nothing behind, yea, burn the/it will
Bones in flames, argh, dirty filth
They won’t get me, nah, I got thirty health
A little birdie whelps, as I gun it down
I can’t help but shoot, now birdie’s on the ground
Hah… what!? Argh, fucking relax dude
It’s just a fictional bird, why you having a spaz dude?
Would you rather that I shoot a, little horse?
Kill, with force, grab the skin and peel it off
Well of course, I wouldn’t kill it, that quick
Then it won’t feel the pain, hah, that’s silly
[Verse 2]
You’s a bad filly, so here’s a punishment
Yea it’s dads willy, we’ll have fun with it
You better cum you bitch, like - I did
Yea I’m fucking sick and I - like it
No, I don’t wanna fuck you, that’s gross man
I just wanted to see if I could piss of those fans
Of the show that’s about colourful ponies
They are so… (what)
I can make them angry without even saying anything
Didn’t aim this at them, I’m just making it
To say that I’ve got no fucks to give
Murdered a pony to train, one shot to live
Either kill or be killed, and I’m doing the latter
So I killed a sick animal, it doesn’t matter
Okay, maybe I went a bit crazy from the shooting
But now I know, I’m not gonna be losing