[Yelling At Cats:]
Temporal, you're gonna need a walker after this
You'll be resting in pieces and you won't be missed
Drop the rap and get the f** to LULZ's stream
Seriously Temporal - you're getting me pissed
I'd hate to get in the middle, but I'm a little bit brittle
I'm gonna insult you; by the way, your dick is little!
I'm tired of how you try to act a little tough
Your raps are so bad you make Sickness throw up
Your attempts at composing are lame and in vain
You sound the same - why do you even lust for fame?
You f**ing b**h, just f**ing say my name
I treat this rap sh** like it's just a game
Blue and Orange? Yeah, that song made my cry
It was so bad I had to ask myself why
The f** did I collab with someone as dumb as you
You b**h, I bet you put that flashlight in Fluttershy too!
[Temporal Walker:]
Clearin' your monotony
Cause I'm bringin' it hotter
Rubbin' your tummy cause you're a naughty pony
But you can still be my homie!
Your name is Twilight Sparkle? Funny, they call me Pinkamena
Skippidihoppin' into the basement, come fondlin' your femur!
I'm knowin' you inside and out with a
Scalpel
When I'm done with you, your fans're gonna be runnin'
Pell-mell
Playin with horns can get you saddlesore
Just use protection, brony, but don't ignore
My warning that I'm gonna be givin' you right now
While you're underground I'll be top Unicorn on the spot now
I'm settin' sail on S.S. Friendship
Ya better believe I'm not gonna end it
Shippin' mares without wantin' all o' Dat Ass
Flyin' through the air right on Rainbow Dash's a**
Steppin' to me brony?
I'll be steppin' right back, phony
It don't help that you rhyme about nothing in every song
Why don't you stop your yelling and leave all of them cats alone
[Temporal Walker:] You sayin' ponies are gay?
[Yelling At Cats] Shut the f** up!
Come on a little louder!
Shut the f** up!
Everypony get your hooves up!
Shut the f** up!
What? What?
[Yelling At Cats:]
Your rhymes are like Pinkie; they're spastic, and erratic
Your punchlines are so bad it's almost dramatic
I yell at cats for a living, f** your sh**
This battle with you? It's anticlimactic
Honestly? You're a little bit mad
Cause you brag about swag that you don't even have
Relax b**h, stop being a jerk
You talk so much sh** it's almost Not Safe For Work
You like shipping - you don't like clopping?
One second guys, I think my IQ is dropping
I'm gone be nice; I'll stop the dissin'
Shut the f** up. Please take a listen
Your delivery is off . . . It's a little bit weak
Stop taking rap lessons from f**ing Pipsqueak!
You're starting out. Stop being conceited
You say that you're good? I say citation's needed
[Temporal Walker:]
Hey Cats, look what just came up: it's your number!
Time to throw a party for ya, as it were
Squee for you? Sure! But I'm gonna do it my way
In the basement with some knives so come and play!
When I strap you to a table I'm gonna take my time
To saw off your horn and take a sip at the rhyme
Takin' a bite out of your brain - blood splatter
Spitting it out cause I don't eat junk food for that matter
Organs across the ceiling to brighten up the room!
Cats, trust me, I'm gonna be spelling out your doom!
I'll take your poofy hair and make a new hat with it
Walking around town getting Rarity jealous of it
You might be thinking I'm a little obscene
When I'm pickin' through the organs of a lesser MC
But honestly, I usually create fine artistry
It's just today, I feel a little bit hungry!