Sunday, October 7, 2012

READY TO GO [produced by: Narkotikz]







Ill rhyming, psilocybin, 
I’ve been listening to the Abyss all day and now 
I’m relaying to you all the things They wanna convey, 
They keep saying “take a keepsake cause We’re not from this place, 
a few momentoes of moments then you let it all go 
and glow like every star burning bright in the sky, 
Multiply it by 39, 
Ready to go?
King Gregree, yeah I’m always braggin’ cause 
I spread my wings and spit these verses soaked in Dragon’s blood 
The track’s gotta hang it’s flag at half mast, 
I’m a beat murderer, ya heard and once again I killed it’s ass 
I’m the one of Prophecy, none of y’all are toppin’ me, 
I just stepped in this dimension to clobber the Beast 
yeah, It takes one to know one and I’m the Devil’s kin, 
I reveal the realness behind the scenes you’re reveling in as we speak, 
My engine’s revving cause I’m gettin closer to the end, 
The villain of humanity is runnin’ scared of me, 
yeah, the train of my thought can be compared to an acid peak 
so stop trip-trip-trip-trippin’, you’re just a broken record skip-skip-skipin’, 
King Gregree’s just ch-ch-chilling here, clearly spitting music of the spheres, 
You hear me but you think it aint normal, damn right! 
I wear my birthday suit to your formal event 
and if your hater ass is mad, make like a radiator and vent
Ill rhyming psilocybin, 
I’ve been listening to the Abyss all day and now 
I’m relaying to you all the things They wanna convey, 
They keep saying “take a keepsake cause We’re not from this place, 
a few momentoes of moments then you let it all go 
and glow like every star burning bright in the sky, 
Multiply it by 39, 
Ready to go?
Ring the alarm cause I’m dangerous and armed 
with verses so nice, I’m Dionysus, 
I’m dying to keep being the flyest 
Royal rapper, yes I’m a Supernatural King, 
peep the Royal crown and how it’s always glistening 
with diamonds and gold and platinum and emerald, 
Each rap I spit always get’s the crowd cookin’, call it “Emeril”, 
Punch you in the eye like “bam”, 
I’ll be damned if I let you look in my rhyme book at any part, 
It’s for your own good, I guess I’ve got a big heart, 
If you glimpse a page, your face will melt off like the Raiders of the Ark,
I’ve found Solomon’s key, respect this shit I’m on, 
Necronomicon flow of Gregree, 
an assassin hired by Hell & Heaven, 
you know what you sowed so now a reaped reaming is what you’ll be getting 
Ill rhyming psilocybin, 
I’ve been listening to the Abyss all day and now 
I’m relaying to you all the things They wanna convey, 
They keep saying “take a keepsake cause We’re not from this place, 
a few momentoes of moments then you let it all go 
and glow like every star burning bright in the sky, 
Multiply it by 39, 
Ready to go?
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