Sunday, September 7, 2014

THE FUCK'S UP WITH THEM [produced by Lasfeld]





Go ahead and tell me again
about all the things you know about but you're so wrong, so wrong,
hit so far off the mark,
are you seeing this? c'mon,
what the fuck's up with them?

In a minute, I'll tell you all something that you knew before,
I'm Bacchus back at last to help,
go on,
my raps make you ask yourself:
"oh hell no, hell no,
what the fuck's up with them?"

I'm the one you've summoned,
it's the Green Wizard, Gregree,
at first, you'll wonder how I became the Yule Sun,
drawer of the Rare Card,
in a minute, I bet you won't care, my Bear claw ain't a cruller,
but I am permitted to be crueler
to the cruel ones,
give them due payback for way back,
more than they can ever know,
the say so is from The Nameless,
I became this as a favor,
one savior coming up,
oh Set, I heard you wanna step to me, well, OK son, what up?
get cut up but my Kruger glove,
I am the cause and effect,
I'm God and I'm getting my rocks off, lightning flashing like Jumping Jack,
I fall like a comet ball,
I recall back in the day,
deep asleep I became aware of something that was there to make me awake in the dream,
I heard Her say She was just a kiss away from me,
gimme gimme shelter from the storm,
it's on because "Yes" is what I said, and when I did, I became Grateful Dead,
a wreath of flame crowning my head,
now that We're wed my Dear,
how the hell do you propose We get down from here?

Go ahead and tell me again
about all the things you know about but you're so wrong, so wrong,
hit so far off the mark,
are you seeing this? c'mon,
what the fuck's up with them?

In a minute, I'll tell you all something that you knew before,
I'm Bacchus back at last to help,
go on,
my raps make you ask yourself:
"oh hell no, hell no,
what the fuck's up with them?"

Look at the blood bath Scarab  laughing at the fact that it is
finally our lovely Red Rita's hora,
I mean hour,
We are Nevidi, not Pia Zadora,
I'm Gregree, my peen is the key that unlocks the door,
now I got two bad bitches with their legs interlocked and I'm popping my cock in and out
of both of their twats,
call it the "double-dip",
so ill, I ruffle every feather of every inferior Netherworld inhabitant that dare stab our Mother in the back like that,
oh no you didn't,
oh wait, yes you did,
that's why you gotz to die,
oh, you've got your eye of evil on me, yeah right, I'm just too bright
and regal homie,
I'm Nevidi and that means "fuck you"  so no matter what you do,
it always works out for my benefit,
so bend over and get a dick you a-hole because my trump says so and you know it,
so let me poetically give you my flow which is a lyrical golden d in your a
and bust which continues to adjust the human's DNA

Go ahead and tell me again
about all the things you know about but you're so wrong, so wrong,
hit so far off the mark,
are you seeing this? c'mon,
what the fuck's up with them?

In a minute, I'll tell you all something that you knew before,
I'm Bacchus back at last to help,
go on,
my raps make you ask yourself:
"oh hell no, hell no,
what the fuck's up with them?"

I come from the longest line of hanged men except I'm Greener than all of them combined,
my Pine is a jolly mammajamma that can never be hatcheted,
that's why I whipped my wood out at your bitch,
and with my trunk, gave her snatch
a hump like a camel back,
the real almanac will tell ya that
I'm the Farmer who climbed out of the well,
now I'm strolling around the Dell,
oh you mad Set?
oh well, sucks to be you I guess,
I eat this World like I eat your girl,
om nom nom, I'm ominous times pi,
I'm Abaddon you bitch, now die,
I'm just playing, no, that's a joke,
I'm-a keep on slaying,
who's staying for the party?
who's running for the hills?
I was made in the morning with dew brewed by the Will of the Nameless,
I was killed, now my name is:
"Watch Your Step",
I got this World by Her hips
and I'm thrusting and I've already busted a few nuts,
She's loving the lusty fuck that I give Her,
so good, Her clit's dripping tears of joy,
Her V is truly crying a river,
and between Her legs is wetter
than every lake put together from my timber

Go ahead and tell me again
about all the things you know about but you're so wrong, so wrong,
hit so far off the mark,
are you  seeing this? c'mon,
what the fuck's up with them?

In a minute, I'll tell you all something that you knew before,
I'm Bacchus back at last to help,
go on,
my raps make you ask yourself:
"oh hell no, hell no,
what the fuck's up with them?"
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