Damn right, this is gonna be an amazing night
filled with miracles, get spiritually mature,
oh sure, pull my finger, grab the Scorpion by the stinger,
I’m the Light Bringer, Light Bearer, Rap Paddington,
Gregree got the bread so your girl spreads like marmalade
cause I’m the truth, Marmaduke, yeah big dog,
here’s the scoop, I’m the shit, Winnie The Pooh that bowl,
I mean stuff it with the purple and blue,
I wanna puff, never get enough, every line surprises,
I didn’t even write it, transcribe ‘em from the air,
every Demon stalks me so I can be the walkie-talkie,
I just take a bong rip and listen
then I’m hitting home-runs with every swish of the ballpoint,
yeah, every verse on point, get the point?
Anointed with Nevidi Galinee,
need I keep repeating what I say?
Well, I don’t give a fuck either way
Hello world, how do you do?
Looks like your tires are stuck like you’re truckin’ through glue,
be free from the corner into which you’ve been painted,
my turpentine words thin the grip of containment,
existence kneels before the new young Son of the Moon,
the Harvest has begun,
I’ve touched down with silver wings and cloven feet
and my heart of gold never misses a beat
Welcome to the jungle, let’s get deep like underground,
you need to understand you’re standing in a shaft of light,
dripping with sound, leading into a Garden of Delight,
home of a terrible fright, I’ll tell ya all about it,
just pack up the purple Welches cause my need for weed is unquenchable,
I’m into inhaling THC, let the alien centipede merge with my entity,
this can’t be real, I see the neverending-ness beneath the glass onion peel,
let’s rob a solution, I mean steal away into the night,
don’t need to feel my way around in the dark because I am the Light
so why put up a fight, it’s over,
the King of the Ill is living still,
they thought I never would return
even though I promised…..”Oh, yes I will”
Hello world, how do you do?
Looks like your tires are stuck like you’re truckin’ through glue,
be free from the corner into which you’ve been painted,
my turpentine words thin the grip of containment,
existence kneels before the new young Son of the Moon,
the Harvest has begun,
I’ve touched down with silver wings and cloven feet
and my heart of gold never misses a beat
I never miss a beat-down that’s well deserved,
I got the “go ahead” from the Name that can’t be put into words,
I am Revelations, I was away on vacation while I was waiting for the call,
my God, is it that time already?
The alarm clock just gave me a shock, I’ll turn it off,
Armageddon, I’m-a getting it,
now it’s off, just like how I’m about to set it,
Set, get this…
you’re about to regret the day you ever let me live
but let’s be honest, what other motherfuckin’ choice did you really have?
I can’t be killed, I’m King Gregree, I’m King of the Ill,
I’m Falcon Horus,
now let me tell ya ‘bout your girl, she’s what a whore is,
she let’s me explore her body like she was Europe and I’m a tourist,
I’m-a make her inner animal flourish, now she’s got that look in her eye,
reptilian slit as I slip my peen ‘tween her thighs
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