Now you’re scared cause I’m flowing like a monster mash
making monster cash
your rhymes, I’ll monster smash
and I’m packing up a bowl of that fuckin monster hash
call it “black lagoon”, just one hit and you’re doomed
and everything is spinning round, is it you or the room?
exhilarating, debilitating
perhaps that is why you’re hating
yeah, I’m Neil Diamond shining
“Play Me”, she played the skin flute
now I’m in route to another dope part of the scoop
yeah, I’m mean story of the glory
yeah, I stepped right through the door-y
Haimfeldman, yes I meld them
King Gregree cuts to the Cory
and all your whack rhymes are always Jar Jar Binx-ing
yeah, I’ve answered all the riddles of the fuckin Sphinx
and yes, I’ve answered correctly so I flow so perfectly
so don’t go make yourself look bad and ever disrespect me
you’re done son, a funion, a big ole zero
you’re an actor without a jobby and I’m Bobby De Niro
My feet don’t touch the ground
So fly, fly through the clouds
In my personal jet
No I’ll never forget
When this life I’m livin now was just a picture in my head
My feet don’t touch the ground
So fly, fly through the clouds
In my personal jet
No I’ll never forget
When this life I’m livin now was just a picture in my head
No, you couldn’t even see me with the highest tower
cause every rhyme multiplied by the highest power
you tried to give my bad bitch the eye and try to wow her
and she laughed right in your motherfuckin duck face Howard
No, I’m not talkin about Stern, King of all media
cause he’s more like me, a King!
A fuckin encyclopedia of dope rhymes
you quiver so you try to get to robbin all of my dope lines
fuck it, cause I’m joking like Jackie, my money getting stacky
cause I spit this crack and you’re just a fuckin hackie
now you’re begging “GGGGGregree, can’t I at least stay on?”
hell no! take your whack flow, flush it down the stuttering john
you’re just pig vomit and I drop big bombs kid
yes, everybody with a track wants King Gregree to rhyme on that
oops, I just did it and I’m gonna do it again
got my own wheel of fortune and I’m making it spin and spin and spin
everywhere it fuckin lands, it says “I WIN”
glad this brings you such dismay
wouldn’t have it any other way
shiiiit, Fuckers! don’t you know by now?
I’m flowin flesh from bone, your rhymes are puppy chow
My feet don’t touch the ground
So fly, fly through the clouds
In my personal jet
No I’ll never forget
When this life I’m livin now was just a picture in my head
My feet don’t touch the ground
So fly, fly through the clouds
In my personal jet
No I’ll never forget
When this life I’m livin now was just a picture in my head
Now we’re on a roll, call it “sesame”
and yeah, I’m gettin all the treasure, open sesame
Divine Royalty, so I don’t need no crowns
but I got ‘em and you want ‘em so in your fuckin face I’ll flaunt ‘em
My antlers are enormous and you’re a little baby faun
no, not normal, I’m a psycho, Norman Bates flow is so delightful
and you’re spiteful cause your girl is always gunning for my rifle
yeah, I smoke buddha too-y y-yeah that sticky gooey
herb hairy, call it “Deborah”
but one way or another
you have to smoke a bongie of this killer hash, it’s blondie
yeah, fade away while I radiate
my pupils are dinner plates
take a fat hit
and release that purple steam
Every time I rhyme, represent, yes heaven sent
Gregree, every line party time excellent
just like “weedlee weedlee weedlee”
puff that weedlee weedlee weed
My feet don’t touch the ground
So fly, fly through the clouds
In my personal jet
No I’ll never forget
When this life I’m livin now was just a picture in my head
My feet don’t touch the ground
So fly, fly through the clouds
In my personal jet
No I’ll never forget
When this life I’m livin now was just a picture in my head
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