The alchemy of the whole Ocean melding with the melted me,
the Lion's green,
man, they thought they knew but
they never saw it coming,
give it a second,
the cycle spins like a vinyl and
this reckoning won't be skipped,
it's fun to rejoin the Voltron from your sector,
have you ever met your family or should I say,
do you remember of which tribe you are a member?
Let me lend you a hand for I am
King Pan and I won't build you a cabin of Lincoln Logs,
for I've already built an ethereal cathedral and once you realize your regalness
then you can rest in the Phoenix nest
of the Gods and lean your head
against Her chest,
new life for you under Her
death defying plume,
your heart may flutter in the presence of the May Mother,
so here's another day, another doom,
Monkeys zoom and fly with
bellhop caps and will try to kill me if they catch,
but they can't so I guess that's irrelevant but my blessings are Heaven sent,
let me dress you in star garments,
time for overthrow,
so strike for you're armed with a Molotov bottle,
overflowing with full-throttle
God lightning,
Nothing's been lost,
the sheen dreams beneath dross,
a Golden Grail within
the shell of a snail,
they go "Holy Hell,
no, this can't be right",
well, I've come into second sight
to freeze time at the speed of light,
oh yeah, the Sun showers golden rays,
saying "it's ok" to the Moon whose silver trickle is no more,
here comes the downpour,
waterworks, hey, don't you lizard jerks know that your slaughtering
ways work against you a zillion fold because the Vermillion Tomb
opened to send me to kill you
and now behold the Owl King so ill,
I'm Gregree, I no longer sleep with
my peeps under the Avalon Hill,
and it's no wonder for you whack bitches have been causing quite a racket
which ain't cool when you make Pan wake,
so rack 'em up cause we pooled our power for one more game,
the hour's not too late for I am the cue and
I sink every point of the triangle perfectly into the corner pockets between your Moon and Mercury,
I'm Sirius, I'm the curious cat slashing my own neck,
lapping up my Mother's strawberry milk,
let me take you down through the fields so you can rise,
I'd love to turn you on to the real about this fake day in the life,
Nothing's been lost,
the sheen dreams beneath dross,
a Golden Grail within
the shell of a snail,
they go "Holy Hell,
no, this can't be right",
well, I've come into second sight
to freeze time at the speed of light,
I'm Gregree, fly like the key
on my harmony kite,
finally freed from the carbonite,
These words can never be sentenced to death for I'm the
fresh moonbeam Rex Mundi,
I see you flee in fear from my harbinger hex,
you're next Set to get damned and rightfully so,
I can smite thee with three hands
tied behind my back and
you should know that the purpose of
my verses are a fist to your kisser,
my raps are traps that catch
those lurking in corners unseen,
I hide from their eyes as I dangle
and wiggle my invisible peen
in front of their face just for fun,
my team found me and they sparked
the Sun in the darkness of Her underground and before way back
is when we formed the sound on
the lunar tuning fork,
I'm back and I hatched like Mork,
I'm of the sort that when I come forth, it's more than a big deal
and the fourth time I made your girly cum,
she squealed like a seal getting opened,
her seventh heaven is the hope that by doing me,
she'll absorb a few molecules of my dopeness,
Nothing's been lost,
the sheen dreams beneath dross,
a Golden Grail within
the shell of a snail,
they go "Holy Hell,
no, this can't be right",
well, I've come into second sight
to freeze time at the speed of light
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