I ate my lessons,
I'm fed up,
no, I won't wait for another day,
I ate my lessons,
I'm fed up,
no, I won't wait for another day,
I ate my lessons,
I'm fed up,
no, I won't wait for another day,
I ate my lessons,
I'm fed up,
I'm full now I will fuck Set up
"Ring-Ring" goes the alarm,
time to wake now,
get up, get-get-get down,
take 911 and flip it around,
I am the 116,
my dick gleams with God gold,
I'm not your average Deity,
you see with me,
I'm called an "abomination",
but I'm the compilation of every Greenman that came before me
and if you got eyes to see,
then you'd know I just won top prize and I'm splitting these
winnings with all the people,
cause I ate my lessons now I'm fed up with enough to feed all
I ate my lessons,
I'm fed up,
no, I won't wait for another day,
I ate my lessons,
I'm fed up,
no, I won't wait for another day,
I ate my lessons,
I'm fed up,
no, I won't wait for another day,
I ate my lessons,
I'm fed up,
I'm full now I will fuck Set up
Shut the fuck up with the redundant stuff,
you expect me to hail you?!
Oh hell no,
I exhale my blunt puff
straight in the face of your lame bluff,
you're just playing tough but deep down you see this crown ablaze,
I amaze you with illness
then eat you weak villains with me spinach on the side,
my Pop's eye was given to me in a jar,
when I opened the top,
it became a star in the shape of a cobra car,
got the tank fed up with undeaded, pedal to the floor
and We're going farther than before
I ate my lessons,
I'm fed up,
no, I won't wait for another day,
I ate my lessons,
I'm fed up,
no, I won't wait for another day,
I ate my lessons,
I'm fed up,
no, I won't wait for another day,
I ate my lessons,
I'm fed up,
I'm full now I will fuck Set up
Hit this doobie,
it's a doozy and what's even more groovy is,
it's a celebration spliff,
so it tastes better like victory in perfect weather,
blue sky sun shine,
you're lying if you say that one rhyme by me isn't more stupendous than everything combined,
I'm stupid fresh and dumb fly,
that's why I'm circling all crazily,
displaying my amazingness for free, though I certainly know each and every one of you would've willfully paid everything you own to see
Ok, let's play one more Wonderland oldie on my OG Scratchy Akashic record player,
the vinyl spins all crackly,
I know I just heard Beck say something about time being a piece of wax,
could it still be?
maybe, hey what's that?
oh it's just the track asking in my direction,
"Gregree, why don't you kill me? " well, eventually I'll slaughter all beats and sort through em at the end,
and take a tally before We all meet at you know where,
I'll see you there when We begin again
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