(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