https://u.smutty.horse/mjewitxiwxc.mp3 It's time to buck it down with the apple crew, Jack runs this town, better give no hassle, true Anypony who mess with best split, lesser ponies are destined to get hit The clock is stricken, it's time to kick it, now hear the Apple get wicked Here's a little tale to impale your puny brain stick to all of the fakers who want to say shit, best evade quick, 'cause this way of life ain't the safest way to make bits Every motherfucker wanna spray clip, Everypony wanna give your face a rearrangement Every day is another day you play in this dangerous game before you're wasted Buck it down Is the name of this mix, so bear witness to the sickest of business, never slippin' wit the hip equipped pistol, up in this bitches Any filly testin' me got a lessened life expectancy 'Cause I'm the great equalizer, Pigs, gang life thugs all turned to fertilizer Gankers, scum, gonna neutralize 'em Hoes can free ride on my windshield wiper Particle collider, cleanup on the sidewalk Opps been elided, nothing to outline 'em Just the appetizer, when I find ya, hooves are flyin' (Yo, tell 'em again!) Out on the block with Zecora And we're makin' some bits at the corner Sellin' the fruit to some colt in the shirt with the order That's when the Oranges rolled on us Two mares with their barrels out the window And they thought it was time for the big show Wasn't very nice the way they said hi, the way they let the bullets fly, 'Cause they wanna get a slice of the pie They tryn'a jack Jack When my gat's strapped But all they'll get is a kick up in they crack Put that citrus in a sack, I mean a body bag When they guns go rat-a-tat-tat We ducked down as the shots grazed by, Guns out and I got to raise my forty five, I, let 'em run their mags dry as the colt gets tapped into the next life as Zecora got to cover up her neck stripe as the Apple got a bullet she could let fly And the driver found herself with a wet tie No longer steering straight, the zebra on them with the thirty-eight From their crash, running fast, from the burning flame But they never outran the curse I sang Because we Buck it down, buck it down, buck it down Givin' you the ticket Buck it down, buck it down, buck it down Mess with, then kick it Buck it down, buck it down, buck it down Here the Apple gets wicked Buck it down, buck it down It's time to buck, buck, buck Better watch behind ya, snitches for hire Pinhead with the diamonds thought she was wiser Said she could find a Lime that bid higher Never ends well for a hoe who try to Cut my hoof and I'll put a cut on ya You'll get folded up like katana You'll find the only buck you broken Was a hoof up in your abdomen Wait, what's that sound (Motherfucker must've snitched!) Cops tryna take me down, They got the joint surrounded Shots out loud, and the snitch is nowhere to be found Choppers full of pork, hock, fools, damn it Now I gotta bring up my semi-automatic Cold cut, chop 'em with the loose cannon, Smoke' em out if they wanna go ham on me, the filly from the street, making your head cheese when I bring heat When this belt feeds, on your minced meat Make your pelt, free from your scalp, see 'Cause I'm the wrong filly to fuck wit, when I was brought up young, granny taught me to buck shit I'm finna drop a nuke when you're pushin' my button I'm sweepin' wit the broom stick when you cause a ruckus Remember that we Buck it down, buck it down, buck it down Givin' you the ticket Buck it down, buck it down, buck it down Mess with, then kick it Buck it down, buck it down, buck it down Here the Apple gets wicked Buck it down, buck it down It's time to buck, buck, buck A fuckin' snitch, sicced the fuzz on you When I see that bitch here's what I'ma do Stamp all on her, use her like a shoe 'Cause I'm an Apple Cobbler when the shit's through! Won't let that bullshit go standin' but Rather have a bullet expand in ya, Begging for mercy like I'd give a fuck, Nah, motherfucker, it's time to- Wait, wait, wait, we can't show this on Netflix. Th-the voice is a placeholder. Oh, I know about the voice. We'll find a more diverse actor soon enough. The thing is, when I said 'urban youth' I wasn't really referring to... this? Oh, come on. What's wrong with it? Well, not that much, apart from the fact that it's an extremely racist and vulgar depiction which perpetuates the stereotype of urban youth as violent gun-toting thugs who kill each other and terrorize innocent people for no good reason... You're fucking with me, right? (Laughter) But seriously. I do have one minor, teensie-weensie criticism. Yeah? Where are the smartphones? Hmm. We've been over this, dude. Modern kids devote more of their attention span to their phones than their parents. We can't sell a modern TV show for kids unless it has smartphones in it. ...Shit. You're right. Motherfucker. Back to the drawing board, I guess.