Kanterlot Killas (prod. VooDoo)

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Guardians harmonous, hardened, I'm armed with it

Hawkin’ that heat, yeah you know we some arsonists

Shoutout EPT we all bout to start again

Talkin bout bars and you see we the awesome-est

Fakers they look at the squad and want part in it

Real ones look at ‘em and always be droppin ‘em

Hollow not lost with it, he is the hardest, his

Name like the tips and he not ‘fraid to chop with it

Not ‘fraid to chop with it, pull out the pocket switch

Rip out his sockets then pop like a rocket *****

Damn, y’all gonna drown in the new wave

We don’t split wigs, we finna rip toupees

Damn, pull up with ya mare with the blue mane

Finna go hard on her like a crusade

Damn, how you gonna keep up with this tag team

Run the track harder than the force of an athlete

Lookin' at my mark and you see a pad and pencil

It should be a strap ‘cause of gats and how I stretch em

Me and Hollow struggled, we been mobbin' in the trenches

Now we skrtin’ royal chariots and no they ain't rented

Ponies say they eatin’ cuz they all money hungry

Real recognize the fakes, all 'em really gettin’ gutted

Lookin' in our saddlebags, bits by the hunnid

Trappin' Everfree, Poison Joke by the onion

Goddamn, we be looking for revenge like we drizzy

These jits just be looking out for beef like a ditzy

Do-rag, imma pull that ass to the new trap

Ooh snap, move back, finna bring the crew back

Lotta mares wanna touch my Raf,

they ain’t really busy getting cash

They ain’t really out here busting tags

They ain’t really working like a baker at the Sugar cube corners getting dough to the max

Goddamn, messing with the kid that’s the wrong move

Kill me and my ghost boys are out to haunt you

Nightmare night is everyday we celebrate

Get hella paid while we devastate

So homie get your plate, eatin’ live you gon’ need a ride

Downright make a trip out to the southside

Serving up fried rappers, yes that’s the extra

Certified killer but still I’m a freshman

I pull up wit a stick ‘fore i hit you wit the magic

Buku bucks, filly, stuffing bits under the mattress

Anypony run up, hit ‘em wit the automatic

Stay at Fluttershy’s cottage, all my day ones gettin blasted

Ay Told you got da sauce, no A-1

Ay AR on da back, imma spray some

Ay **** haters, after this one, dey done

Ay Imma ******’ boss, watch ya income

Ay Ridin thru my block in Chicagcolt

Colts think they nice til dey pull up and they jaws broke

Why the hell a spitta gotta care for they sorrows

This pony rap game, me and Hollow head honchos

Us savages mackin’, know what fillies really want tho

Actin like we good, but you opps is really spies tho

All the weight we trappin’ make it feel like I’m on Narcos

Go to meetings wit the princess and my eyes low

Eyes low, on the prize though you are not no

Savage you a bastard and we out here causin’ havoc

Drop down, you a dropout kickin’ rocks now

Maud Pie got eyes on her cell so she calls mine askin’

“How you rockin’

Why you boxed in

In a Coffin

Finna pop ****

**** is not lit”

Lit the mosh pit,

get the chops quick

I pop shells like I pop tags I get to shoppin’ hey

I ain’t really wanna throw hands, nah

but I’m running out of patience hey

And if you’re asking for a slow dance,

you gotta know that I’m a little bit dangerous oh Tia

Shoutout Crystal Empire, that’s my day one

Really took care of ya boy now I’m paid up

Free my ese in the trenches need the maison

Margiela high tops our future’s looking A1

From birth to death, you cant step on the turf I blessed

Kick rocks you can’t handle all the spurs i kept, the furs I kept

Go crazy to the words that’s said

Don’t even think i ain’t heard ya best, they swerved respect

Pay up or Ill ensure ya dead

Make sure that all ya earnings spent,

or well make sure that every single one of y’all just endure the tec

Ay hol up

No debatin all the greatness, ev’ryday we celebratin, cookin up and baking tunes

The Wraith is real spacious, move foul I’m flagrant

Tho they try to hold us down, we elevatin to the moon

All the opps want me gone cuz I’m drippin’ and I ‘member all the promises that they was never makin true

Say you want me banished but you never make a move

But how you gon’ pull the trigger if all you got's hooves