Rap It Up

by .:BronyPower:.

Rating: everyone
Tags: Random
Length: 692

Theres a brand new pony in Ponyville and they sure know how to make a move.

Its a normal day in Ponyville, until a brand new pony named Thrasher comes. Thrasher is not a normal pony, he is recognized in all of Equestria for his raps, the ponies don't know how they'll deal with this, well, all them can do is Rap It Up.

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2012-07-09 08:11:05 UTC

Chapter 1

"Hey Dash!"  Rainbow Dash looked down from her cloud, she saw the pink happy pony staring up at her with her big eyes.  "Whatcha' want Pinkie?" Dash was tired from flying all day, she just wanted to lay her restless head upon a cloud for a nap. "Havent you heard? Theres a new stallion in town!"  Dash's ears perked up as she lifted her head from the cloud and glared daggers at her Pink friend. "Yeah! He calls himself Thrasher! Comeon down, we can go meet him together!"

Dash flew down from her cloud in record breaking time. All Dash heard in that sentence was a new stallion is in town. She had to see this pony, maybe he may be the one who is twenty percent cooler. Dash's thinking was interupted when she got caught in a crowd with Pinkie Pie that was surrounding a stage with two ponies on it.

"Dashie! This is what Thrasher brought to Ponyville, its called rap!" Dash just looked at the ponies on the stage."

"Aight gather around. Welcome to the rap battle, were gonna be seein people spit rhymes, aight. Heres our first rapper, Deejay!" The crowd went wild, but Dash didn't care, she heard about Thrasher, she wanted to meet this guy, he sounded like the one. Dash was pinched by Pinkie. "Dashie! Its fourth wall time, this story isnt about you're romance so quit it!"

Dash just sat quiet.

"And here is the next rapper, Hurricane!" Dash's heart sank, she was looking forward to meeting Thrasher."

"Aight lets go!"

"Yeah, your colt Deejay on the mic so don't you forget it, Ill leave a mark on you like your nasty zit. Yeah, You aint Michael Jackson so you aint a Smooth Criminal what can I say you're raps are minimal, Im here to tear up this place with the rhymes, your time is over now, the clock has already chimed. You are a wannabe pony, and you aint a Hurricane, come over here so I can give you a feeling of pain. You got tears in your eyes because you gonna cry like the phony you are, your below par. Your raps are so ugly from my mind im tryin to erase, you talk behind my back who dontya get up in my face, I know that im makin you furious you see these nuts your becoming bi curious you rap like a glitched out robot with no anatomy, you cant talk now, I got yo batteries."

The crowd went crazy, people were cheering everywhere, then the next pony came up to the stage.

"Aight man this is the end, You see me pimpin my girls while you got your boyfriend. Yeah turn it up. Aight Im the man on the mic, Your rap changed more flavors then a Mike and Ike, your sloppy and thats all i can say, I wouldent be surpised if your own music made you gay, I come up and the champ, your nervous I can tell because your eye is twitchin like the flickerin of your welfare lamp, You think your the big dog, who aint got no style, think he can rap just because you watched 8 Mile? I know that your scared of me, I must be tone deaf because I cant hear your plea, You think you can just come up here on my turf? Boy, your chokin up and gettin blue just like a smurf. You think you can rap with no bling, now get outta hear, before I smack you with my ring. Keep your day job, you aint gangsta you ride with no mob."

"OOOOH!" The crowd let out while a disgusted Deejay had a frown on his face. The DJ came up. "So who do you think won? Show your love for Deejay!"  "Booo!" The crowd looked in disgust. "Show your love for your boy Hurricane!" The crowd went wild, there was no stopping them. "AND THE WINNER IS THE HURRICANE!"

P.S This series isnt really a story, its basicly a bunch of rappers trying to get to the chamipnship to vs Thrasher.

P.S.S Gramatical errors were made on purpose.