DJ sat on the front steps of the elementary school, his blue and black jacket keeping him warm while he used his bag as a pillow. His principal sat next to him, reading a small book. He glanced at his watch. "Dakota, shouldn't your mom be here by now? It's almost four-thirty."

     DJ sighed. "She's not my mom... but yeah... but it's Wednesday, and if I don't go, my parents could get in trouble."

     He sat his book down. "I think that we should go into my office and call your dad."

     DJ nodded as he stood up, grabbing his bag. He and the principal walked back into the school, and into the main office. The principal smiled. "I don't see you in here often."

     "Not since the one time last year." He said flatly. The principal smiled.

     "Well, let's get you home, shall we?" He said as he sat behind his desk. He punched in the numbers that read from DJ's profile on the computer.

     "Home..." DJ said. The dream started flashing images, like from the PC game "Slender," but instead of static and a faceless man, a shotgun barrel, and three ponies continued to flash, until DJ shut his eyes tight, holding his ears, to block out the noise that would eventually come. But none did. He opened his eyes, to be hit in the shoulder in a playful motion.

     "Hey, D!" The voice, Wil, said. "You listening to me?"

     DJ smiled. "Yeah, what have you got?" DJ opened his Spider-man lunch box, pulling out the contents. "Okay, I got a Twix, Capri-sun, gushers, a lunchable, and a stick of mint gum."

     "I have a sandwich, two Zero's, Doritos, and a dollar."

     "Alright, I'll give yo..."

     "Dakota!" A female voice yelled. DJ's heart skipped a beat, and he lost the color in his face.

     DJ turned to the voice. "No..." he muttered.

     She had tears in her eyes as she ran forward through the lunchroom. Eyes following. "Dakota! I need to talk to you!"

     "My name's not Dakota! My name is DJ!" He screamed at her.

     She grabbed his arm. "Don't you scream at me! Do you hear me! I. Am. Your. Mother!"

     "You. Are. Not. My. Mother!" He screamed back, trembling in hate, fear, and embarrassment.

     She gripped him tighter, later to leave bruises. "We are going back to my car, and we are going home. Understand?"

     His hand made solid contact with her face. "Screw you!" He was still not at the cussing age.

     "Let's go!" She said, about to rip him out of his seat, when a hand grabbed her shoulder.

     "Ma'am, you need to leave. And leave my student alone." The voice, Mr. Conley,  his teacher, said.

     "He is my son. I have the right to take him whenever I want!"

     "Not when he is on a 'parent watch' list, and your name is not on the check-out sheet. And that little thing you pulled in the office will not go without charges."

      Before she could say anything, a large man wearing a blue uniform stepped into the room, silver cuffs hanging from his hands. "Ma'am, you have the right to remain silent." He said as he placed the cuffs around her wrists.

     "I know my rights...."

     As the woman as escorted out of the building, DJ sat in his seat, tears running down his face. He just wanted it all to be over. He couldn't wait until he was older, then he could tell the judge he didn't want to see her anymore, and the judge would believe him. He knew he didn't want to see her, even if he was 'too young to make a decision like that.' As he sat in the chair, he waited for the dream to continue. Get a hug from every person in that room. Waited for his grandpa to come and get him for ice-cream, and to the small building in the city where his dad and mom would be sitting with their lawyer. Where DJ would be persuaded to call her while recorders were held to the speaker and mic. But instead, he felt something on his shoulder. He wiped his eyes, looking at the anomaly.

     "Luna?" His eyes focused on the alicorn, who also had tears in her eyes.

     "I..."

     "Luna!" He looked around. "Thanks," he put a pistol to his head. "Fuck this dream!" He pulled the trigger.

     DJ sat straight up in his bed, light pouring in through the window. It was his day off, but he didn't feel like sleeping in. The first thing he did was grab his phone, playing the chosen four songs. Two by B.o.b, one by Eminem, and one by Disturbed. He thought that he would go with the hardest first, then calm down, then blow the brains out of everyone in the room at the time. If he was stuck in this shithole, he wanted everyone to know to leave him alone. And he knew the press would be there. He just wanted the night to come as quick as possible. So he could get everything out of his way.

     He walked down to the dining room, wearing his usual get-up. He had his shaker filled, and music blaring as loud as it could go. He was getting ready to kick the guards out of the weight room, save one unicorn, who would spot him. When you have hundreds of pounds hovering over your throat, you want something to keep it from crushing your wind-pipe. As he rounded the corner to the dining room, a single thought popped into hid head. Fuck...

     Three alicorns, three unicorns, two pegasi, and two earth ponies conversed with each other, all sharing laughs and smiles. None noticed DJ.

     Until he turned to leave, amd his shoe squeaked. God fucking dammit...

     All eyes turned to the strange noise. Gasps and wide eyes were all directed at him. DJ clapped his hands together. "I am so sorry to interrupt, but since I have your attention..." He pointed at Rainbow Dash. "Fuck you." He pointed at Twilight. "And fuck you. That is all." He turned to leave the room, when a voice grabbed his attention.

     "DJ, would you like to join us? You seem distressed." Luna said. She knew exactly what happened, but hadn't told anypony. And while she told them he was having nightmares, she didn't say what of.

     DJ stopped. His stomach growled, demanding to be fed. "Sure, why not?" He said, walking back into the room, taking the seat farthest from any other pony. The waiter came up to DJ.

     "Sir?"

     DJ held uo his shaker. "Water, and my usual omelet, with toast." He said. The waiter nodded, and left. DJ put his music back in, closing his eyes, and smacking the table to the beat of 'Make It Burn Them' by Skrillex. The ponies all stared at him, not saying anything.

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     Twilight had so many questions running through her head, but not a single one would be answered. And she knew it. No matter how much she wanted to deny it. Her eyes studied the human, taking mental notes of every feature. She didn't notice the human take the things out of his ears.

     "See something you like?" He asked, waving his eyebrows.

     "Wha... no! I mean... ahhh..." Twilight bit her tongue, red forming in her cheeks while the human leaned back and laughed.

     He stopped for a second. "Oh man... you know, I think I know a guy you may like." Twilight cocked her head in confusion. "'Name's Guy Montag."

     "Guy Montag?"

     "Oh yeah, he was in a book, 'Fahrenheit 451.' He was a firefighter."

     "I do..."

     "He burned books for a living." DJ said with a smile.

     "He... burned.... books?" Twilight asked.

     DJ nodded. "Oh yeah, kerosene all over, and set 'em ablaze." The waiter placed the glass of water and food down in front of DJ. "Thanks man." He said. He immediately popped off the lid of the shaker, pouring in the water.

     Rainbow Dash looked at in curiously. "What is that?"

     DJ looked at his shaker. "A nice glass of nunya."

     "Nunya?" Five ponies asked in unison. A pink mare missing.

     "Yeah, nunya damn buisness." He said as he downed the nasty liquid and devoured his breakfast.

     "DJ..." Princess Celestia said. He looked up.

     "What? They set themselves up!" He pleaded.

     Celestia sighed. "I believe you have already met everypony in the room. But they may not have met you." She turned to Shining Armor and Cadence. "This is DJ, a guest in our world. However, you may know him as DéJà."

     Cadence's eyes got even bigger. "I knew I had heard that voice before! From the spa right?"

     DJ rolled his eyes. "Yeah, from the spa." He stood from the table, his meal already gone. "I'm out, I have things to do." He said, standing up.

     Twilight couldn't contain herself. "Wait!" She called out.

     He stopped. "Yes?"

     Twilight bit her lip. "Umm... I was wondering... would you answer my questions?"

     DJ just stared blankly at her. "You're joking, right?"

     "Well..."

     "How 'bout this. You fix my truck, to perfect condition, every horse back in the engine, without a single scratch, I will answer any questions you have. As for now." He made a gesture with his hand, rasining his middle finger. "Hasta la vista. Bitch." He looked up to Luna. "Later, nig!"

     Luna grew a big smile on her face as she waved. "Later, cracka!" As DJ made his escape, all eyes turned to Luna. "What? He taught me those terms. See, Tia, Rarity, and Shining are all 'crackas' and I'm a 'nigga.' But he just said 'nig' works!" She said with a giant smile.

     All the ponies were confused, then, Rainbow Dash noticed something. "Uh... where's Pinkie?"

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     As DJ continued down towards the gym, he was mumbling "Stuff is Messed up" to himself. He stopped and looked around for a second. Something was wrong. He shrugged and changed the song, getting pumped for the gym. As he looked back up, he felt something. He turned the music up louder, and the feeling was gone.

     He thought about what he was going to do for the mini concert. He had everything he needed, they said. All he has to do is ask. He would need a choir, a pony with a deep voice, a DJ, a string orchestra, and a rock band. Lights, bass, electricity, flames, and smoke. Oh, and a chainsaw.

     He needed a chainsaw.

     He kept feeling something though as he walked, and it wouldn't go away. Finally, he stopped and looked around. "Why do I want to murder myself?" He looked behind him to see a pink mare, her mouth moving a million miles an hour. He slowly took out one of his buds.

     "....iewhatsyournamedoyoulikepartieswhereareyoufromiknowyouarethehum..."

     DJ's eye twitched. "Go away." He said.

     She tilted her head. "Why? Don't you want a friend?"

     The last 'friend' here is a bitch... "I want you to leave."

     "But I was goi...."

     "Let's play hide and seek! I'll count! Ready! One..." he covered his eyes. "Two..." he heard a strange noise, peeking out, she was gone. "Huh, that worked pretty well." He said as he turned around, only to be met with the ugliest fucker he'd ever seen.

     'Nice trick you pulled there." Discord stated, clapping a little.

     DJ pointed his finger at the deity. "Discord, right? I'm a fan of your work."

     "Oh, please. Nopony really is." He said.

     "Really? Good thing I'm not a pony." He said, shifting his weight over to his hip. "I've seen you observing me, I'm not blind."

     Discord smiled. "Maybe I wanted you to see me, hm?"

     An idea popped into DJ's head. "Hey, you going to be at the Gala?"

     "Ha!"

     "Hear me out, you may be 'reformed' or some shit like that, but I know deep down, you still love to cause a little chaos."

     "Deep down? Not that deep." He snapped his fingers, as a vase came to life, rolling on the floor on its own, barking like a dog.

     "I know you can do things that break every law out there, political and physical. I have to do some things for this show that I normally wouldn't be able to do."

     Discord rubbed his chin. "And what's in this for me?" He stared at the human. "Wow, never thought I'd be in this position."

     DJ smiled. "Oh, how about a prank on Celestia, that no one in this damned world has the nuts to do."

     Discord wore an evil smile. "Explain?"

     "Oh I have a couple condoms, some mayo, my camera, and a bunch of other ideas." He replied, with a matching smile.

     Discord stuck out his hand. "I believe we have something in common."

     As DJ shook the strange hand he laughed. "That, and we both think Fluttershy's a bitch."

     "Alright, which of you pussies is gonna spot me?" DJ looked around the room, seeing a blue unicorn. "You!" He pointed. "Get'cho ass over here!"

     The unicorn looked around. "M-me?"

     "Yes you! You know how to keep this from crushing my throat right?"

     "Well, yeah..."

     "Then get over here and do it!" DJ sighed. "For fuck's sake..."  He lowered himself onto the bench, under the bar that was bearing one hundred and forty-five kilos. DJ thought it was funny. Weight and fluids were in metric, while, everything else wasn't. Distance, temperature, and all that.

     "Alright..." The unicorn said as he stood behind the silver bar.

     DJ took in large inhales, and exhaled deeply. Removing any unwanted thoughts. Finally, he shifted his back flat on the bench, rapidly nodding his head. He waited, and nodded again. Nothing happened. He looked at the unicorn. "Uhhh, are you just going to stand there all day?"

     "What?"

     "Pick the fucking weight up!" DJ almost screamed. The ponies here, save one, had absolutely no idea how to lift, nor know any of the signs of 'Go.' And 'Oh shit.' The unicorn picked the weight off the rack, slowly removing his grasp, letting the weight sink into DJ's locked joints. He took in another breath as the weight slowly fell to his chest, sure to keep his back perfectly flat. As soon as it made contact with his chest, he pushed with every ounce of strength in his body.

     "Ooooooooooooone..." He gasped, preparing for the next rep. The weight fell again, a little quicker this time. Once it made contact, DJ pushed. He held his breath, trying to force the weight up, something you should never do. He eventually got it up, breathing heavily. "Two... one more..." he looked at the unicorn. "Scream at me."

     "Wh..."

     "Just fucking do it! I have one more and I need you to scream at me!" The weight quickly fell to his chest. He arched his back and held his breath. He finally got the weight up, slamming ut into the rack. He rose from the bench, pointing to the unicorn. "Fuck..." *gasp for air* "...you!"

     The unicorn just stared at him. Not saying a word. DJ shrugged and left the weight room, he wasn't going to kill himself over someone not getting a good spot. He downed the second part of his shake, silently cursing that he was carrying vanilla instead of strawberry flavor, but glad it wasn't chocolate. He did, however, wish he had been carrying his 'No-Shotgun' pre-workout. It tasted like chalk, but the feeling he would get would have made the three hundred pounds as light as a feather. And no, it's not steroids.

     He put his music back in, turning the volume to the max, 'Bombshell' by Powerman5000 coming on first. This was more helpful than that piece of shit... Before the main part could hit, his buds were ripped out of his ears.

     "That wasn't funny!" A voice screamed. DJ raised an eyebrow, a purple unicorn wearing a heavy frown.

     "Pardon?"

     "'Hide and go seek!'"

     "Oh yeah, that was good wasn't it?" He said with a smile.

     "What were you thinking?"

     "Ah, 'you're an annoying bitch the needs to get the fuck out?'" He replied, putting his headphones back in.

     Twilight just stared at the creature. "How can somepony be so mean?" She muttered to herself. DJ had continued to walk away from her, and knowing he wouldn't be able to hear her, she followed.

     After.a couple minutes, DJ rounded a corner, and a smile grew on his face. He popped out his headphones. "Well if it isn't my favorite asshole. How's it goin, bud?"

     Discord walked up to DJ. "I think I have a solution to your little performance problem." He held out his hand, a black ring floating in the middle. "I've decided to share some of my abilities, not all of them, but the basics for your show."

     DJ grabbed the ring. "How long does it last?"

     "Half an hour after you first put it on." Discord smiled. "Which is enough time to get the hang of it, do your show, and your prank."

     DJ shook his head. "This is too good to be true. This morning I woke up in hell, now I'm talking with the devil and... I made a deal."

     Discord smirked. "You know, you should let me listen to your selection of music for this evening."

     DJ grew a giant smile. "With pleasure."

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     "Auntie, must we really watch the monster perform while we eat?"

     "Prince Blueblood, this is an amazing opportunity for us! To experience another world's music! To learn about their culture and beliefs!" Luna said as they all took a seat around the large opening in the ballroom. "I just wonder what he will be playing?"

     Celestia opened her packet. "Well, two songs by a Bob, one by Marshall, and one by..."

     Luna looked at her sister. "By who?"

     Celestia read it again. "Disturbed?"

     As she said that, a pony with black mane and a dark blue body appeared, beating on a set of drums. Everypony was just taking their seats. The six sat next to the Princesses. "What do you think hi..."

     Do you feel that?

     "...s music will be like?" Twilight asked, looking for the source of the strange noise. Now a pony similar in colors with an electric guitar appeared.

     Rainbow Dash leaned back. "I don't know, sounds pretty cool so far."

     Ah shit...

     Fluttershy tried to hide from the voice in the air. Applejack put a hoof on her shoulder. The human still wasn't to be seen. A third guitar pony had appeared. Then, in a bright flash of fire and light, DJ had his face just inches from Celestia's.

     "OH AH AH AH AH!" The music got much louder, and violent. DJ disapeered. Then again, in a bath of fire, infront of Blueblood. "OH AH AH AH AH!"

     As he jumped back to the middle of the room, everypony was in complete shock as to what just happened. Luna leaned over to Celestia. "I thought he didn't have magic!"

     Discord appeared behind both of the monarchs. "Oh he doesn't, but his ring does."

     "Drowning in me sea of loathing

     Broken your servent, I kneel

     Will you give it to me

     It seems what's left on my human side is slowly changing

     In me

     Will you give it to me"

     Celestia turned to Discord. "You gave him magic?"

     He shrugged. "Can't hurt anything, can it?"

     Mirrors filled the room on the walls.

     "Looking at my own reflection

      When suddenly it changes!

     Violently it changes!

     Oh!

     There is no turning back now

     You've woken up the demon

     In meeeeeeeee!"

     Flames engulfed the room.

     "Get up, come on get down with the sickness

     Get up, come on get down with the sickness

     Get up, come on get down with the sickness

     Open up your hate, and let it flow into me

     Get up, come on get down with the sickness

     You mother get up, come on get down with the sickness

     You fucker get up, come on get down with the sickness

     Madness is a gift, that has been given to me!"

     The flames died down, a single spotlight, as DJ walked towards Blueblood.

     "I can see inside you

     The sickness is rising

     Don't try to deny what you feel!

     Will you give it to me

     It seems that all that was good has died

     And is decaying

     In me

     Will you give it to me

     It seems you're having trouble

     Dealing with these changes

     Living with these changes

     Oh!

     The world is a scary place

     Now that you've woken up the demon

     In me!"

     The room was once agin engulfed in flames as DJ sung the chorus, poining at random ponies. Then, the room went black as DJ walked up to Luna.

     "And when I dream..."

     Static filled the air.

     "And when I dream...!"

     Thw static started to turn blood red.

     "And when I dream...!"

     Images started to form on the walls.

     "AND WHEN I DREAM!" Images from random moments in DJ's life flashed around the room, as he screamed the lyrics in her face.

     "No mommy!

     Don't do it again!

     I'll be a good boy!

     I'll be a good boy!

     I promise!

     No mommy don't hit me!

     Why do you have to hit me like that mommy?

     Don't do it! You're hurting me!

     Why do you have to be such a BITCH!

     Why don't you just fuck off and die

     Why can't you just fuck off and die

     Why can't you just leave me here and die

     Never stick your hand in my face bitch!

     Fuck you!

     I don't need this shit!

     You stupid sadistic abusive fucking whore!

     How would you like to see how it feels mommy

     Come on, get ready to die!

     DJ vanished in a cloud of smoke, leaving Luna on the verge of tears. He reappeared to finish the song, then he and the rock band, vanished.

     Celestia looked around at everypony in the room. Shock across all their faces. Before she could say anything however, a orchestra of string instruments, and the DJ, Vinyl Scratch, all appeared. The strings started playing, and a dark black stallion with a brown mane walked out. His deep voice almost soothing.

     "As the war between light and darkness continues, heros and villains become harder to identify. Kindred spirits separated at birth, fighting for their place in time, to be solidified. The clock ticks faster and faster as time runs a marathon, in this Babylon. But, see. The end is only the beginning.

     "The beginning of the calm, before the storm."

     As he walked away, a voice filled the air.

     "I used to dream of success

     Now success is inadequate.

     It seems the bigger I get

     The more they get mad at me.

     Cuz there ain't no rules in this fight that we battlin

     And there ain't no leftover scraps

     You only eat if you capture it

     And I swear it's like a fucked up reality

     But creation needs a devil

     And the devil needs an advocate

     I guess

     And I ain't too big on duality

     But

     You think you know me?

     You ain't seen the half of me!"

     He appeared in the air, no smoke or flames, just there. Duplicates of the ponies appear, clapping their hooves to each other's.

     "So BOP!

     No gravity

     So ha!

     Mount Everest!

     And the show must go on, yes

     But I don't have to act in it.

     And they don't make a television that handles the frequencies of my channels

     And there ain't no computer that can hack it

     It just don't have the capacity

     Hell naw that ain't happenin'

     You hustle?

     Well we are Grand Hustle

     Nigga we mastered it

     Y'all workin on your bachelors

     We ball like we athletes

     Drink wine out of chalices on Sunday like we Catholics

     And if this is an Embassy

     Consider me Ambasador

     Official

     No artificial preservatives or additives

     I love it all

     We call this a game because it is exactly"

     Two of DJ walked around the crowd as they sung the chorus, but Celestia saw something in DJ. He was thinking on something. And he was really thinking hard, so hard he almost missed his part to come back into reality.

     "And it seems like

     In the grand scheme of it all

     The world's run by a few people

     But we never see them at all.

     How do they exist if we don't even know who they are?

     They could be you!

     They could be me!

     They could be queens or gods!

     Some say that we're slaves

     Aliens created us all

     From a distant star

     Some say through evolution we evolved" DJ walked a step forward, as apes walked out of him, getting smaller and harrier.

     "If anything

     What you finna see

     Is a change

     Don't be alarmed

     And whoever they are

     I say its time we start takin' charge!" A large flag formed behind DJ, a red 'A' with a circle.

     "Fuck rules!

     Fuck boss!

     You can be whatever you want!

     You can be a star!

     With a car!

     And a house made out of gold!" He teleported to right in front of Celestia.

     "In the Spring

     On the Fall

     You can never see it all!

     If you don't know what I mean

     Have you seen Niagara falls?" At that time, hundreds of gallons of water fell from the ceiling, immediately disappearing. He flashed back to the center of the room.

     "Man I swear this world is ours

     But I've just been pushed to far!

     Now I be in beast mode up on these bars

     Freak out a beat

     Then beat it out raw

     Good God!

     If I go this hard

     By the time I'm ninety

     I won't need viagra, naw

     Even if I had a dog.

     I'd be a canine

     I'd have a ball

     Better watch out when you cross my yard

     I am a flame

     I am the spark

     I am in drive

     Y'all are in park

     Look at my shot

     Look at the arc

     Look at the crowd soon as I start

     Look ay they eyes

     And look at they hearts

     Two middle fingers

     Set at the law!" And DJ proceeded to flip off every royal figure in the room. Luckily for him, they still didn't know what it meant.

     "Sincerely yours

     For petty your lord

     For this is a war

     Ain't talkin about bullets and swords

     UFOs don't make any noise

     When they travel at hyperspeed

     So welcome aboard" He vanished into a pile of sand, the wind blowing the remains out the window as his replicas sang the chorus. The dark pony came out once again.

     "As the mask of deception falls off the face of humanity unveiling the grim reality of duality in which everyone is a casualty, No one will be exempt. Truth has many shades. It's not a matter of black and white... but gray. Although many, we are one. So in the final analysis, could it be that we are fighting a war that can't be won?"

     The ponies, save the DJ, all grabbed their instruments and left the room while the choir finished their number. There was a crash of thunder, and DJ sat in the middle of the room. A straight jacket restricting his arms to his sides. Voices filled the room, then, DJ ripped the jacket off his chest.

     "I'm outta my

     Outta my mind

     Outta my fuckin mind

     I'm

      I'm It's B.o. outta

      My m m m B!

     I'm outta outta my mind.

     I'm outta my fuckin mind!

     Outta my fuckin mind!" The bass hit so hard, Celestia thought the thousand year old murals would shatter.

     "I'm outta my fuckin mind

     GG gally, oh my

     I was doin' fine

     Once upon a time

     'Til my brain left and didn't say bye!

     Don't look at me wrong

     I'm outta my mind" DJ wrapped his arms around two other, fake, bipeds.

     "Like Nostradamus and da Vince combined

     So paranoid of espionage

     I'm watchin my doors and checkin' my blinds. My

     Brain's on vacation they're tellin me

     And I'm bipolar to the disparity

     And I need some medication apparently" Electricity crackled through the air as it found it's way to DJ.

     "And some electrocompulsive therapy!" A loud pop and bright flashed made everypony wince, when they opened their eyes, gasps filled the room. A large 'NLR' flag hanging behind DJ.

     "I am a rebel

     But yes I'm so militant

     Still I'm eligible for disabilities

     I am psychotic

     But there is no remedy

     This is not figurative

      This is literally-y-y

     These niggas go dumb I go to the mental facility

     Man I so out there I slap fives with E.T.

     I don't need a feature...!" DJ clones himself, rambling against his clone as the chorus took over. But what surprised Celestia, was the new biped in the act.

     "What's your name, B.o.b?

     So they callin' you Bob?

      Stop playin' nigga you know I'm known for the bob.

     Couple hit songs got you thinkin you're a heartthrob?

     Well.this thing so good make a nigga wanna sob

     You don't need a feature?

     Nigga I'm the feature

     You can be the priest

     And imma be the preacher

     You can be the he-man

     And I can be the she-ra

     You can be the grimm

     And imma be the reaper

      And can we pretend that airplanes in the night sky are like shooting stars?" Shooting stars danced all over the ceiling in the large room.

     "Well you really can wish right now

     When goons come through and start shootin' stars

     You know, I'm all about shoes and cars

     I'm kinda drunk off blue Bacardi

     I told Baby when I get my advance imma blow it on a blue Buggati" DJ started to drift a blue vehicle through the room until it hit a table, turning into nothing but dew.

     "You know I graduates suma cum laude

     That's why they thinkin I'm illuminati

     As a matter of fact let's kiss and make up

     I'll help you escape my blue Ducati

     Hallelujah!"

     That biped disappeared into smoke as the bass hit and DJ sung the chorus with his clones, this time though, when it was over, he had a paper in his hands.

     "I'm out of it. I just can't seem to comd out of it. What's goin on inside of my head it feels like I'm bein' John Malkovitch. Ladies and gentlemen, please turn it down a bit, there's an announcement I'd like to... wait..." He started to study the paper more, causing all the ponies to cock their head in confusion. "How am I supposed to pronounce this shit?" As he said that, the paper burst into flames, the bass hit, and he was inches from Twilight's face.

     "I don't need this song!

     I don't need this nigga!

     Cause a nigga bring the noise like an onomatopoeia.

     Leave 'em in the dust all they see is my Adidas" Two bright light started to quickly sneak up behind DJ.

     "Nana nana boo boo, wouldn't wanna be ya

     Never turnin' back, how you think I got here?

     And I'm never slowin' down! Fuck, was that a deer?" At that time, the two lights went sideways and began to roll, smashing into DJ's back, a large smoke bomb almost, and he was on a pedestal in the middle of the room again.

     "If you got a problem, step to the office

     Matter of fact, talk to the Kioak

     Biatch!

     You have no idea

     That's why they call be B dot!

     Been a maniac ever since I was knee high!

     Someone call Charter

     Maybe call FEMA

     Because I gotta be crazy or out of my mind to have this many stamps on my VISA"

     DJ wrapped up the song with the last chorus and bass, he turned all the lights on, and held a mic to his face.

     "Alright, this next one is for every pony in this room, and this whole planet." He pointed at Fluttershy. "But, I want to dedicate it to the yellow Pegasus in the front row." He cleared his throat.

     "When I was just a baby boy, my mama used to tell me these crazy things

     She used to tell me my dad was an evil man

     She used to tell me he hated me

     But then I got a little bit older and I realized she was the crazy one

     But there was nothing I could do or say to try and change it because that's just the way she was...!"

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