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(Greasy C) Greasy is back Murderlicious as ever Back for one more rhyming endeavor You were killed 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 hell 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 Dick I'm that dude from Revelation But, oh wait, you haven't read the Bible TOO BUSY MASTURBATIN' I may wear spray-on pants but I've got the biggest dick here If the world is a stage My dicks' the puppeteer While y'all are smokin' dope I'm smokin' crack with Rob Ford Eatin' pussy all day SMORGASBORD RAPTORS will scalp you and burn your village to the ground Our souls are more polluted than Long Island Sound But fuck 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 pussy in a cage Flat Dick Rybz Givin' bitches 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 fuck you But you know we'll ask first While we're in the sack Beatz'll be clearin' your purse RAPTORS eat pussy like Kobiashi eats wieners Vomit thereafter, fucking 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, fuck Senator B He ain't no real Catholic Excommunicated at birth Cuz he ain't got that FAT DICK (Senator B) Yo fuck you Rybz and fuck 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 crap 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