GRS EQUINICS DIARIES

You are now about to witness the strength of SIM knowledge.

 

Straight outta Chicago complaining SIM player named War Emblem

From the Rez called GRSimsters with attitude

When I’m called out, I get my chromebook out

Type the words, and trainers are hauled out

You too Aussies, if you mess with me

The AFP are gonna hafta come and get me

After whipping your horses, Danehill won’t save you

From the Tapit power coming down on you

Trainers start to hem haw and mumble

Something bout an Equinics smackdown rumble

We’ll mix and cook em in a pot like gumbo

Goin off on rivals like that

With a Curlin that’s pointed right at you

So let your horse lose smooth

Ain’t no stoppin the way my horses move

Pedigree is the tool

Don’t make me take you to Equinics school

Me and you can go race to race, no maybe

I’m knocking trainers off the track, daily

Yo weekly, monthy, and yearly

Until all you wannabes see clearly

That I’m down with the capital G-R-S

Boy you can’t touch us

So when I’m by your residency, you better duck

Cause GRS don’t need no luck

As I leave, believe I’m galloping

But when I come back boy, I’m comin straight outta Chicago

 

Yo Given

Whassup?

Tell em where you from!

 

Straight outta Chicago, another crazy GR Simster

More G1s I win, yo, my rep gets bigger

I’m the best trainer and you know this

Doesn’t Spiced Turtle show this?

Win the Arc again in a minute

I’ll take the Eagles in the Super Bowl bet up in it

So if you’re at my races in the front row

I’ma gonna ask ya why your horse is so slow

You’ll probably get mad like a loser is supposed to

But that shows me what you’re used to

That cool gangstar had a Guineas repeat

Now tell me suckers is that destiny?

And so I let my horses play

Blowing past all nags in my way

It was GR Simsters GR Simsters at the top of the list

Gonna win Equinics again it goes something like this

 

Yo Leroy Brown ain’t got nothing on us

 

His name is Legend and he got something to say…

(Enter Buffy Summers)

Wait a minute, wait minute you obsess on me for two decades and I don’t even get invited to this rap party? A Slayer turns 40 and all of a sudden she is old news? You have any idea how hard it is to live to 40 as a Slayer? And when is the last time I got a horse named after me? It’s Emma this and Miley that! A little loyalty please! I can even help you here, Legend lay me down some beats…

 

I’m spreading cheer by day and installing fear at night

Keeping Sunnydale safe and always prepared for a fight

I’m the girl you want by your side when situations get dire

I’ve saved the world six times a blonde spitfire

See me in the graveyards this shouldn’t be hard

Another Equinics win?

I’ll leave you beaten bloody weak and disarmed

 

(Exit Buffy Summers)

 

Whoa Slayer Rap we’ve brought out all the guns

You know me as Epic we’re about done with puns

I just have to say I really live in Chicago

The rest of these fools probably vacation in Mar-a- Lago

 

(Legend says you can’t say that here it’s too political)

 

Sure, fine, whatever it’s no mystery

I’m the one who gave you, Otto History

 

(drops mic)

 

(And……mic gets picked up by MasterM and Liam)

 

He promised we would get to say something about Australia

I am Invincible is great and covered with regalia

But how do we follow Otto, Buffy and Smack talk

A Rocky Invicible loving trainer from Phliadelphia

Attitude legit cause I’m winning everything

Given controls the automatic

For any rival trainer that starts static

Before you step you better check yourself

Every time I pull a pedigree off the shelf

Another Mother of Dragons winner and that’s a law

Try as you might I have no fatal flaw

Once you’re on the track your horse is through

It might as well be a Zebra in a kiddie zoo

My name is Given and I’ll let you bear witness

Straight outta Chicago givin no forgiveness.

 

Lenny is his name and the boy is comin..

 

Straight outta Chicago

See you can’t beat me that’s your problem

I see a new trainer I don’t dodge him

But I’m smart, breed more, creep a while

When I see a residency boast I smile

To me it’s kinda funny the attitude they are showin

Talking smack when all they end up doing is losin

Lookin for the one they call Lenny

But here’s a flash, they never catch me

Ruthless! Never caught like Superman

Give a little gust of wind and I’m jettin

But leave a memory no one’ll be forgettin

What I have you can’t teach

So sit there, lose, and listen to me preach

You see me on the track you better run away

Cause the GRS are here to stay

Word to the SIM, straight outta Chicago

 

Daaaang that stuff was dope

 

Woke up late, at about noon

Just thought that I had to be in San Diego soon

Gotta watch the Padres before the day begins

Before my friends start smackin on the Trojans

My name is PadreBri I take my time

Vindication was my boy this is my rhyme

I rocked out to the Tenacious D

Won the Guineas with Tenacious V

Then she went and gave me Tenacious Heat

We never even heard of NWA we were still doing the moonwalk

Let’s just get down to the track and here’s the scoop

Put this on repeat and play it in a loop

Cuz the GR Simsters are alwayz hard

Come talkin that trash and we’ll pull your card

Knowin nothing in this game but to be the best

Don’t cry moan or be depressed

We flex our muscles got you in a stranglehold

GR Simsters are gonna win gold.