Dope like smack,
Flow so holy mackerel,
every verse a quarter back sack, tackle your whack ass raps
then buy a fat quarter sack of that sticky icky,
get you feelin nice and loose-y, you’ll see
Get your mind movin slow like Ricky Retardo
C’mon Gregree that’s not P.C. but I didn’t mean it like that,
it’s just the fact my Demon has a really bad attitude like Baracus,
No, you can’t stop this so I guess you should just suck my motherfuckin cock bitch
Damn skippy, do I stick to the script? you bet your sweet bippy
cause I got a lot to accomplish, I’m not Diddy but I puff the baddest ish boy
guess that’s why you give me that soy,
yeah, them salty looks, I ain’t from Baltimore but I’m fly like an oriel,
yeah, King Gregory will keep being Royalty to a T,
I know you wanna be me, well roll up a blunt of how does it feel to want
You’re wondering how I stack all these shekels
When I’m such a nice guy, you think I’m Dr. Jeckyll
Oh, I came alive on the day
I stopped trying to hide my other side
call it Mr. Hyde
You’re wondering how I stack all these shekels
When I’m such a nice guy, you think I’m Dr. Jeckyll
Oh, I came alive on the day
I stopped trying to hide my other side
call it Mr. Hyde
You’re mystified cause I’m Mr. Hyde, I’ll never die,
you’ll never murder me cause I’m the Dire Wolf
and you’re the boy who cried, just a pathetic liar
and I’m the fuckin Truth on the loose, rip you to shreds,
my rap rapid tooth spewing reptilian venom,
can’t you certainly I’m the very best of ‘em?
The emblem of my Royal Crest, impressive beyond compare,
Let me project like the Blair Witch these ideas for just a bit
I’m a figment of your imagination, puff that purple dragon
best ganj, Cheshire smile, yeah I’m just the fabled Seraphim,
spinning turntables, yeah I got ‘em playing
at the turnstiles forever at Terrapin Station
You’re wondering how I stack all these shekels
When I’m such a nice guy, you think I’m Dr. Jeckyll
Oh, I came alive on the day
I stopped trying to hide my other side
call it Mr. Hyde
You’re wondering how I stack all these shekels
When I’m such a nice guy, you think I’m Dr. Jeckyll
Oh, I came alive on the day
I stopped trying to hide my other side
call it Mr. Hyde
How do you define the undefinable, un-describable to the puny
when the source of all the Universe is working till it hurts inside of the transcribed,
never impostering, maybe Apostle-ing, puff weed like Peter Tosh
and nosh on my motherfuckin munchies till my belly’s levee breaks into bits
and shatters the steps of the Stairway to Heaven,
ruptured the rung of Jacob’s Ladder,
Masonic illuminated Tomb, Demonic Onyx Adder
strike a match and hatch from the egg, King Gregree!
Unmatchable stature bestowed on my head from below,
Earthly immunity through received communicato,
focusing, hocus pocusing the whole thing,
harnessing the Carnal Beast of Death, arms outstretched
and the Sun God is loose and at the tip of my finger,
the twinkle of the Sphinx adds up to the total lunar eclipse
Never gonna clip these Egyptian wings
Now and forever more, I’m King!
I’ve opened the door to a Scorpion sting
You’re wondering how I stack all these shekels
When I’m such a nice guy, you think I’m Dr. Jeckyll
Oh, I came alive on the day
I stopped trying to hide my other side
call it Mr. Hyde
*
