Fire At The Library


                                            In an ancient era, two brothers descended upon Equestria plotting to seize the magic from its lands.

                                            One, a gargoyle, saw the light of friendship and besought his partner, a centaur, to alter his course, but to no avail.

                                            The centaur refused to bend. Betrayed his brother, he was captured by the Princesses and imprisoned in the depths of Tartarus.

                                            There, he was left to suffer, his rage to fester, over the course of centuries.

                                            Once, Cerberus left his post. Then the centaur took his leave, plotting his revenge and gathering his power under the cover of night.

                                            Ponies of Equestria now face an ancient fear as the terror of Tirek's returns draws near.


                                            Standing ten feet tall, making quakes where my hooves fall

                                            I pity the princess who wants to make a call

                                            Yeah you think I've reached my limit

                                            But I can still get higher

                                            And I hope you got insurance 'cause we're gonna set this place on fire

                                            We're gonna set this place on fire

                                            Ow


                                            Twilight's got something that's rightfully mine

                                            If I have to smack a bitch, then that'll be just fine

                                            Don't complain to me if your house becomes a pyre

                                            I don't care to disagree; I'm just gonna set this place


                                            We gon' smoke it up, we smoke it up, we smokin' up the treehouse

                                            We throwin' up debris now, the library's on fire

                                            Fire, fire, fire, fire, fire on the dancefloor

                                            You're flying in a bad storm tonight


                                            (Burn baby burn)

                                            Oh, I'll take you to burn

                                            (Burn baby burn)

                                            Yeah

                                            My quest for domination will grant you libation

                                            We start with inflammation; you'll plan evacuation, uh

                                            Run all you please and I'll still have my fun

                                            If you check the degrees we're at 451


                                            We gon' smoke it up, we smoke it up, we smokin' up the treehouse

                                            We throwin' up debris now, the library's on fire

                                            Fire, fire, fire, fire, fire on the dancefloor

                                            You're flying in a bad storm tonight


                                            Aw yeah,

                                            MC Moldy Cheese up in this bitch.

                                            Now it's time for the rap verse.


                                            Twilight Sparkle

                                            If you wanna throw down, then get ready for a poundin'

                                            I'm supercharged, don't disregard, your feathers will be grounded

                                            Deletin' more works than a Derpibooru mod

                                            Heatin' up the floor, I don't need no sun god

                                            Pack your bags, prep your ass, and get ready for some fire pain

                                            'Cause you're about to take a trip down Clubber Lane

                                            Won't be opaque, these hooves ain't fake,

                                            I got the mood for making T. Pancakes


                                            We gon' smoke it up, we smoke it up, we smokin' up the treehouse

                                            We throwin' up debris now, the library's on fire

                                            Fire, fire, fire, fire, fire on the dancefloor

                                            You're flying in a bad storm tonight


                                            Have we started the fire?

                                            Yes, the fire rises


                                            I don't need a fuckin' library card if the library's charred


                                            I am not an ordinary guy, burning the house


                                            Why is the library on fire? Oh, fuck, why would they do this to us?

                                            Just goes to show, they're fucking ruining the show. Fuck, man.

                                            First the wings, and now this shit.

                                            Fuck the Super Saiyan shit. Where are my comfy ponies. Where is my slice of life?

                                            (Thanks, but I'm not sure that's appropriate for a wedding, is it?)

                                            That's not slice of life. That doesn't count. Where's my-


                                            Fire (x4)