Never would I
in all of my days
have thought that The Enchantment
would feel so pleasantly
reminiscent of my heavenly home-cooked remedy,
Ishtar, this is charred to the bone,
well done cooking it just how I like it,
tell me, how in the Devil’s name did you know?
Hmmmmm, Lemme think, wink, wink,
we’re on the brink, brink
and if you want It then
I’m bringing everything along with the kitchen sink,
what do you kids think, this is playtime?……well maybe,
well hey, I never play when I rhyme,
this is serious business,
I take a whizz on your lass’s ass, golden splash,
she’s kinky like that,
this life is the fuckin best, how can you ever be depressed?
You’re in a virtual world,
when you die, the white light is just the projection bulb
but the screen just went from unfurled to furled,
so dance and sing and hit a groovy beat on the drum set,
roll a doobie of that purple pot,
get it popping like toaster tarts,
I’m off the wall like poster art of out-of-date bands that you now hate,
I’m stating the facts, I know when I rap,
you think to yourself you’ve never seen anything so great
Never would I
in all of my days
have thought that The Enchantment
would feel so pleasantly
reminiscent of my heavenly home-cooked remedy,
Ishtar, this is charred to the bone,
well done cooking it just how I like it,
tell me, how in the Devil’s name did you know?
It’s like that and like this and like that and a
and if your girl’s acting whack then I’m dissin her,
I’m the unbelievable Dr. Evil and my fly Frau Farbissina
is dripping and draped in crimson fabrics
made to be the same color as blood,
I stood in the Valley of the Shadow of Myself,
I shall fear no motherfuckin thing
cause I’m Gregree and I’m the motherfuckin King,
get this one thing through your thick skull,
when I spit, it’s like you got bit by a tick,
sick like Lyme disease,
Hi, my name is Gregree
and it’s close to impossible to unscramble all this gobbledygook,
uncover what’s under this rapping
and you’ll cover new ground just like Captain Cook
Never would I
in all of my days
have thought that The Enchantment
would feel so pleasantly
reminiscent of my heavenly home-cooked remedy,
Ishtar, this is charred to the bone,
well done cooking it just how I like it,
tell me, how in the Devil’s name did you know?
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