Reprehensible Beats - Purrge lyrics

Won't you please come along on our rhyming endeavor Raptors are better than anything ever I'm the Purtil Ghost and I'm Greasy C I'm part Raptorfarian named Gorgeous Steve Handsome is a gift but to me a disease Because the mirror just won't stop looking at me Raptors are the realist and surrealist for real Mixing Psychedelics in our daily corn meal Our rhymes are auricular and spooky spectacular Ill raps are raptor milk so they call me the lactator Raptors are the best, raptors are the best We're more fly than the house hold pest Raptors are the breast, raptors are the breast Raptors are the one and only, f** the rest c*nt normalcy my rhymes are nonsense Ducks worship me like im irving constance Chorus (x4) (Greasy C) I love Raptors, you do too Raptors make me feel good How bout you? Raptors are the original rebels While your eating wheaties We're eating fruity pebbles You think you sweet, but we know we're sweeter Blah blah blah blah More spanish than peter Raptors is genius, genius is raptors We in your crypt, eating cadavers Raptors are gorgeuos, shine like a star Haters can't survive my FDR Verse 2 (FDR) I got the flow of Zeus, but you know I'm rapping harder f** Ceres in the bum, man, that b**h was a farter You live on Mount Olympus, well b**h Im on McKinley Got a beard down to my dick Fat b**hes call me Gimli Im coming down with vengeance Cause b**h I wrote the bible I roll up to your temple And Ill sh** on every idol Hide behind a tunic, I just use a sock Sit in clouds of lightning because he's got a little co*k While your busy filling fate man I'm just humping hips You'll end like my dick, man f**ing crippled like a gimp Chorus (x4) (FDR) I love Raptors, you do too Raptors make me feel good How bout you? Fat Dick Rybs, b**hes need bibs With my special sauce,y'all gonna need to floss Getting head on palm sunday, absolved after confession Sodomizing relics,like it's my profession Call my Nostradamus, cause b**h I prophosize Like Moses did the sea, you can find me parting thighs Tylenol bong rips, but I didn't inhale Messing with Raptors, you'll get f**ing impaled I've been battling that bulge since 1944 With a dick so big, sh** could end a world war Keep calm and carry on you f**ing brits I keep calm and carry 'doms For that dickzkreig You and my, friday night, the 3's And boosh Hamilton's appeased (Greasy C) I dont give a sh** what you think about me (FDR) And i dont give a sh** who you think you are (Greasy C) Im a rap star named greasy c (FDR) And im a pretty pony named FDR (Greasy C) Ferd is dead (FDR) Ferd is dead (Greasy C) From the hills of Turbistan, man Ferd is dead