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(greasy c)

greasy is back
murderlicious as ever
back for one more rhyming endeavor
you were k!lled by raptors
who can’t be captured
we brought the rapture
like abra-cadavers

i spit mad rhymes
when i’m entranced
don’t care about dimes
just makin’ people dance
well, that and necromance
never wearin’ skinny pants
raptors in your body like we was implants

i’m less common than common sense
man, never say never, unless you’re talkin’ bout the chance
that raptors won’t eat you, your mom, and your friends

greasy is back, yeah, he’s back again
better lock your doors, your windows, and your vents
raptors is holy but you know we h-ll bent
fdr infested waters so you better repent
or he’ll fill your floaties with wet cement

(gorgeous steve)

yo, it’s ya boy fat d-ck
i’m that dude from revelation
but, oh wait, you haven’t read the bible
too busy m-st-rbatin’
i may wear spray-on pants but i’ve got the biggest d-ck here
if the world is a stage
my d-cks’ the puppeteer

while y’all are smokin’ dope
i’m smokin’ crack with rob ford
eatin’ p-ssy all day
sm-rg-sbord

raptors will scalp you and burn your village to the ground
our souls are more polluted than long island sound

but f-ck that dude satan
i’m the real fallen angel
but, hey man, let’s be brothers
i’ll be cain
and you’ll be abel

raptors flyin’ over cairo
call us the 10 plagues
locust to the brain
put the p-ssy in a cage

flat d-ck rybz
givin’ b-tches paper cuts
say goodbye to benedict
‘cuz i’m makin’ papal cuts

raptors are infallible
we can do no wrong
transubstantiating wafers
straight out of a bong

raptors will f-ck you
but you know we’ll ask first
while we’re in the sack
beatz’ll be clearin’ your purse

raptors eat p-ssy like kobiashi eats wieners
vomit thereafter, f-cking leave it to beaver

raptors aren’t the best?
who told you this nonsense?
raptors are a gift
ask not of it’s contents

yo, f-ck senator b
he ain’t no real catholic
excommunicated at birth
cuz he ain’t got that fat d-ck

(senator b)

yo f-ck you rybz and f-ck the 203
your confirmation name was c-h-o-d-e
me, greasy, and gorgeous steve
leave you motionless
christopher reeve

and let me tell you one thing, boy
i don’t give a cr-p
cuz i roll up to k-mart
in a wal-mart hat

write for the huffington post
because i’m huffing the most
fill your girl with ectoplasm
like the purtill ghost

raptors
we’re throwing knives at your house
raptors
we deflowered your spouse

eye sockets
yeah, we shoved the scissors in
raptors comin’ at you
with a jar of nitroglycerin

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