I am the light shining in the attics of your lives,
you’re addicted to may raps,
well, my dear that’s actually quite understandable
because it’s well known they are the dopeness
overflowing with the flavor like a cupcake made by hostess,
my Owl Mother is the one with the mostest,
She gets off on my boasts that roast the enemy
and get this, I’m the Goat getting your goat cause I must,
yes Set, it’s me Horus,
stop denying the fact, even your followers think you’re whack
because you won’t make a move, we all know the truth,
there is nothing you can do
cause I was born in the Owl’s nest,
the brood bred to be the new Love Supreme,
it was my Coletraining, it was rigorous,
sorry to put you all in the middle of this inter-dimensional war of worlds,
more than a war of words,
one will win the game, the other will get played out in a dirge
I’m Gregree,
lemme burrow into your pineal
and unlock your Divinity like a Holy Moly,
no need to shiver in the cold,
I’m here to give each one of you a Ribbon of Gold
I pulled from the sky, I’ve been synthesized with Good and Evil,
I believe I see clear through the needle’s eye,
now kowtow to the flowering Cornucopia,
hope you like this dopeness Utopia
When Gregory agreed to become Gregree,
the portal opened and out flew a deluge of dopeness,
so much, the Vessel protested and said “what kind of abuse is this?!?”
Then the power surged, then he changed the words to:
“Oh, I could get used to this”,
now We are eternally stitched together
through thick and thin, every kind of weather,
a King was born, never to be torn away from the epicenter,
all the Ascended Masters peeping Gregree,
secretly taking notes, I saw what they wrote,
each one the same: “How can anything be so fuckin’ dope?!?!?”
followed by a thousand points of question and exclamation,
well, you should know that the query is not as mysterious as the facts,
well, here’s what it be….
behold, I’m Gregree,
They call me “God’s Golden Standard”
wave the flag of the Dragon,
now won’t you please stand under me
where justice and truth live indivisibly
I’m Gregree,
lemme burrow into your pineal
and unlock your Divinity like a Holy Moly,
no need to shiver in the cold,
I’m here to give each one of you a Ribbon of Gold
I pulled from the sky, I’ve been synthesized with Good and Evil,
I believe I see clear through the needle’s eye,
now kowtow to the flowering Cornucopia,
hope you like this dopeness Utopia
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