True To The Mane


                                            his one goes out to all you motherfuckers that betrayed the Mane.

                                            You know who you are, you little punks.

                                            It's the return of the rap verse.

                                            Stay True To The Mane.


                                            Is what I said to the hype, foes (don't believe it)

                                            seein' red, an Equestrian Psycho,

                                            these lyrics, you'll see you won't like those,

                                            but the Nirik in me got to ignite hoes


                                            When you started out you were unsure

                                            But the spark you'd found had got allure

                                            And now you found you'd fit right in a community

                                            where now you ain't hiding like you done used to be

                                            Time went on, you weren't happy with your position,

                                            so ya transitioned

                                            And alone that was just fine

                                            'Cause you know a chiller kirin would let it slide

                                            'Til ya started talking smack

                                            And stabbed your bronies in the back

                                            Callin' it racist and homophobic

                                            'cause you can't stand a flame that makes a little smoke, bitch

                                            I hope you're happy with your furry niche (Yiff in hell motherfucker)

                                            Jumpin' on whatever wagon that got you high views,

                                            so now I'm fire axin' you, "d'ya like Huey Lewis and the News"?

                                            Turncoats got me waitin' to torch ya,

                                            and I got no reservations to scorch ya,

                                            Stay true to the Mane


                                            Stayin' true to the mane

                                            (Words of strength G, they better be packin' heat)

                                            Ohh

                                            (And y'all motherfuckers gonna square up like it's Hip To Be)

                                            Ba da, ba da

                                            (Call us divine flames 'cause when we pull up they're gonna have no option except to Christian Bale or Fire!)


                                            First you were down with the shitpost,

                                            then headed Twitter bound, a Dox Quick-sote

                                            Pledged your always to the pony,

                                            But you traded your homies for a bunch of woke phonies

                                            No more Cloud Chaser, just clout chaser

                                            Bigger waste of air than me, you fuckin' traitor

                                            Schizo, take a pill

                                            Swingin' your blade at every Nazi windmill

                                            It was bitter when you done and went and showed your true stripes

                                            and snowed up Twitter and the media for news hype

                                            Fly your chickens out to fight this

                                            Fry them up with secret spices

                                            Gotta check that they ain't overly done

                                            Since these flames burn at Marenheit 451

                                            Actin' all weighty but he ain't mastered anything 'cept baiting.

                                            Stay true to the mane


                                            Stayin' true to the mane

                                            (Miss me with that x3 shit, fuckin' molester)

                                            Ohh

                                            (Furry paws are gonna test ya, turn and run her)

                                            Ba da, ba da

                                            (over with a truck, say I'm burning rubber)


                                            Made some pictures for your friends, then you blew up

                                            And everypony knew 'em

                                            Got yourself a Twitter account for publicity,

                                            And shit run south is what it seems

                                            'Cause you let your followin' fill your brain with gas

                                            Combust a cap now the flame will last

                                            Don't nobody ask about the ponies and the horseshoe lore

                                            When you found you could glue a speech bubble on for virtue score

                                            Turn the whole neighborhood into political mouthpieces

                                            Guess it's the gayborhood but you need a miracle now (Jesus)

                                            Using your mare herds to tell us what we ought to think

                                            No more characters, just fellate makers of public policy

                                            But this Nirik ain't in their purse, so you can't draw my strings

                                            So you'll see who perish first, and who got the hotter beam

                                            It's a heat ray every day ya bring flame and me take a bi-te so we say

                                            stay true to the mane


                                            Stayin' true to the mane

                                            Ohh

                                            Ba da, ba da

                                            (Stay true to the mane)

                                            Stayin' true to the mane

                                            Ohh

                                            Ba da, ba da