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[intro: tabitha st. germain]
i just don’t know what went wrong
steryo

[verse 1: acarcion]
ain’t n0body got a rare rhyme
ain’t n0body got time to be jotting down a fine line
could say we got nine lives after a suicide in reprise
trying to change and prevent the lyrical demise
look deep in my eyes, see the ideas that hide behind
the intent in this crazy ride gathered at the edge of the countryside
roadside thumbs up to find
a producer to carry we, or maybe just me
even with my inconsistency, i got this, this, this
gone from poetic flop to stock shot talk sh*t
to a rhythm and flow that you could call top sh*t
listing in row, missing the prose
misting the notes with tears and chokes like a heart gone broke
or that final missed note played slow on a saxophone
or when you hear the dial tone when you call home, i’ve gone home
it’s like rome: every road leads to it

[verse 2: cer10]
ayo, we coming out of nowhere, but, you know we still is poppin’
best*dressed for any occasion, like we living in the tropics
and all your bars are just wasted, y’all are spitting so toxic
while we become greater artists, paintin’ pictures, like it’s hopsin
appearance ain’t all, though, holy spirit’s inside me! (bless!)
verses burn brighter than bright lights, don’t go near it, it’s blinding
i burn these medals like thermite when i put these tracks together
way too fly, like pegasus, and they call me “lil’ spit*fire”
hotter than effin’ fns, so, take your pick, like shutterfly
and if you don’t pick us, you sleeping on this song, like lullaby
fast rappers say nothing in rappity*rap, i wonder, “why”?
regardless, i got big bars for anybody spitting double*time, though (double*time, though)
i’m not one to lie, bro, ran the beat, ain’t talking kylo
see the pain in this cold verse that’s off the dome, ain’t use no rhymezone (rhymezone)
uh, ain’t gon’ respond if you been lagging
so, stop tryna play your cards, eff’ your visa, like this tridashie!
[interlude 1: softieshy]
yeah, yeah
no, no, uh

[verse 3: softieshy]
i’m a rarity, a diamond you find rarely, uh
popularity, but i still help out them charities, uh
give you clarity, i’m going through prosperity
and nothing (nada), even going through the worst, can keep me from going up
fate or faith? i guess i’m somewhere deep in*between
i’m never fake, always keep it real, keep it clean
you’re a headache, you should know the rules, and bow to your queen
haha! can you feel me?
if you found a chance to
breakout of the normal, would you?
if you found a way to make
all your dreams come true, would you?
take it to the next level
and raise the bar to the celling
al*way*ay*ay*ay*ays
keep* keep* keep believing, yeah!

[verse 4: rain dreamer]
watch me k!lling this beat
i’m a demon with no feelings, you see
searching for another beat * cl!ck*cl!ck
and i’m gonna be the classic * sl!ck rick
i ain’t afraid of you, like it’s trick or treat
i’m no more doa * dany in got
i am equestrian’s the best, bringing some mess in your pedestrial lives
and i’m gonna be the best rapper until my demise
i have my message and i put it on a pedestal, making your day incredible
my music is a moral and a drug * ethical
unicorn pride and hurricane rhymes
difficult times
эти прекрасные строки посланы мне злым роком чтобы
навести порядок в зарубежном хип*хопе
я как секретный агент, это простой репрезент
i passed my english exams, do you understand?
[verse 5: rarerhyme]
oh no, i’m at it again, no one’s gonna be handlin’, attack in every word i put in
tell me i’m lackin’, comin’ back with more passion
keep attackin, believin’ in oneself
strap yourself in, your seatbelt better fasten
having troubles, saying my rhymes are flattened, too busy laughing?
real friends know i spit fire, like a dragon
i copy others, yeah, i got no rhythm, can’t deal with the criticism, just performing lyricisms
symbolism, classify me as not a musician
rappin’ suck, need a better career position, mother givin’ a mission
happy, guidance, pure wisdom create this vision off the beat
lacking substance, not readin’ lyrics i wrote, see
truth in every sentence. doubtin’, ain’t strong like poseiden’s trident
keep looking out to the horizon
look at my music, picking it apart, sayin’ “this sh*t is garbage”
ain’t no artist, this is r*t*rded, sh*t stinks, like cabbage
hctib, i’m the whole rap baggage, this is the package
sharpen the knives, i’m gettin’ it jagged, dozens of maggots
rap is my meal, i’m starvin’, pass me the ‘nikcuf garnish
undeniable, classifiable, justifiable, tell me i’m relatable
middle*class life, help my mom through it, life horrible
still capable, destroyin’ this sh*t, unbreakable!
still not believable? rappin not enjoyable? change my voice so it cannot be unrecognizable!
“oh no, he’s at again, stuck on ‘able’
it’s too much, his lyrics are explainable!”
that’s ’cause rare is unstoppable! “pause, calm down rare, take a break, like a kit kat”
no, you don’t like the way i rap, nor my lyrical format
i’m just being free like thomas o’malley, aristocat
hold up, drop a bomb now, boom, rainboom, boom
exploding into a true musician, gain the position, rappin’ is my mission, mess with it’ll be your doom!
are you strapped in? this is actually happening, building confidence, can’t even handle this
soon, i’ll be leaving, this heat’s beatin’
my hearts meltin’, relax, relax, sit back, as i sit, reflectin’
[interlude 2: pony abstract]
abstract’s on the beat
s.f.t.h

[verse 6: pony abstract, ashleigh ball]
pony ab is on the beat again, i’m about to beat it in
worse than the reminder that there’ll never be a season 10
angry horse noises in the crowd as i’ve been speaking in
but that’s straight from the heart, and the party set will never end
i’m shouting out to all my friends, bros that’s there until the end
’cause i’ve been holding in, exposing them, like it’s a golden gem
like it’s a golden gym, i’m getting bulk like a bicep
when i’ve been holding ’em… get it?
d*mn, i’m just on this track, chillin’ like i’m applejack
waiting for a quest to pop up and on the cutie map
and when it does like, “who is that?”, i guess it’s me, pony ab
back with starlight’s staff from season five, so make a mess of that
chilling in the everfree, so you gotta watch your back
and your front, matter*of*fact, insert your meme, ’cause it’s a trap
it’s a wrap for this rap while i’m wrapping up a gift
so give this one to granny smith
passing packages like derpy hooves minus the damages
so i’mma murder this like you never heard of this
making sure the time’s right right when it surfaces
rhyming like i’m zecora on the beat without cursing it
well, i’m about to curse like s***, ’cause all the time i’ve worked on this
i could have freestyle*d and still had my verses in
ah, d*mn, what am i even saying?
staying on tracks’ harder than pinkie playing the quiet game
whatever happened to aloysius, did they fly away?
season nine, and we’re still havin’ conflicts like night and day
even if is, you know that it’ll never change
like rainbow dash, you know it’ll always be the same (what?)
alright, calm down, you know that i’m just playing
and one more thing: believe yourself, ’cause that’s the key
you’ll never see your dreams if you never dream
it’s pony ab on the beat, peace

- pony abstract lyrics

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