My life got flipped, turned upside down
And I'd like to take a minute just sit right there
I'll tell you how I found out I'm a prince of that place Downstairs
In Japanese Assiah born and raised
On the playground is where I spent most of my days
Chilling out, maxing, relaxing all cool
Punching Yuki's bullies outside the school
When a couple of guys, they were up to no good
Started killing pigeons in my neighbourhood
I met one little demon and my dad got scared
And said, "You're moving with your brother to True Cross, mon cher"
He whistled for a cab and when it came near
It was a hot pink limo with a chauffeur in the mirror
If anything I could say that this limo was boss
But I thought, nah, forget it, yo homes to True Cross!
I pulled up to the school about seven or eight
And yelled to Mephisto, "Yo, homes smell you later!"
Looked at my kingdom I was finally there
To sit on my throne as the prince of Downstairs
"Avs, I've never been more sure about anything in my entire life."
"We've been planning this for weeks now, don't worry."
The Sato Sisters squeezed themselves into their dresses as best they could in the confines of their car. They knew they should have gotten dressed at home, but they were wise enough to suspect their starving stomachs, and they couldn't risk getting grease or ketchup on their outfits. It would have been so much easier if they weren't so fat. But out of the two, they decided some tight fitting clothes were worth it.
It was once again time for the sisters to show off their craftiness. Constance Belair one of few rich people to still throw the fancy variety of parties, instead of the roaring and loud variety. She was also an insufferable snob, but most people forgave this for her beauty and wealth. Not the Sisters, though.
Constance would happen to live in Haxford, and would, as such, often make trips into the city. Shannon
but Canterlot is where I spent most of my days.
Herdin' it and nerdin' it; relaxin' with the fillies,
brushing up on prophecies that were givin' me the willies.
When I read about a mare, she was up to no good:
plottin' to bring eternal darkness to the neighborhood.
I mentioned to the Princess and she got all ill,
she told me, "Pack your books and get your butt to Ponyville."
I whistled for a chariot and when it came near,
the pegasi were fresh, and they had dice on their rears.
If anything I could say this cherry was "chill,"
but I thought, "Neigh, forget it. Bronies, on to Ponyville!"
I finally arrived and what did I see, but,
Nightmare Moon thinkin' she could front on me.
She started givin' me a hassle and we got into a tassle
then she split back to the outskirts of the ruins of her castle.
So we followed her down to the edge of Everfree;
me and the other Elements of Harmony.
We conquered every single challenge that she sent our way,