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letra de ponyville massacre - pony abstract

[intro]
yeah

[verse 1]
tell shining armor he’s a b-tch and my d-ck is bigger
had a threesome with cadence and flurry when she was pregnant wit’ her
starlight glimmer’s gonna get it too until finish in her
pin her down, smack her ass and rip out her cl-t piercin’ out
k!ll the witnesses, gouge their eyes wit’ a pair of blinds
who survives is gonna wish they did, craw with parasites
as i drag their dismembered bodies down to fluttershy’s
feed them to her animals and proceed to murder spike
with a spiked bat, bust his nuts ’til i paint him white
i’ma head to ponyville and do the same to pinkie pie
hogtie rarity, laughing as she screams and cries
cut open her intestines and watch as maggots run inside
ugh! i don’t need no f-cking help
i still cry when i touch myself

[bridge]
sweetie belle, don’t make me grab the f-ckin’ belt
i’ll attach a-a jumper cord to your brain ’til it f-cking melts

[verse 2]
still p-ssed blood on celestia’s dead corpse
twilight’s in my bas-m-nt, getting f-cked with a pitchfork
blowtorch her wings off, then proceed to jerk off
to her ripped-out tongue, hanging lower then her red sock
drink every potion in zecora’s, rip her dreadlocks
my little pony centipede, i’ma rip its head off
head off, big c-ck, harder than some bedrock
i’ma let the meds talk, dead dog
redesign your face like the hedgehog, bedrock
harder then some motherf-ckin’ flintstone
my little f-ckin’ dungeon, i’ma stab you with your rib bone
burn the mattress, tied down watching sulfuric acid
down their asses like this was practice
matter fact, i break into all the classes
cigarette ashes ignite the gasses, burstin’ all the gases
sn-tchin’ cheer’lee’s hair chop her head off with a hatchet
stash it in, dashin’ as i use her coat as a jacket
use her coat as a jacket, no really, like, just imagine
and i’m just sittin’ in acid, i’m feelin’ f-ckin’ fantastic
like, no, really, imagine i’m stabbin’ creatures with jav’lins
so i can turn them to fabric, i’ll p-ss on their f-ckin’ atlas
i’ll p-ss on their atlas when i have it, but i’m a little distracted
because canterlot is next, i’ll f-ck the world when i have it
[outro]
b-tch!

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