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letra de purrge - raptors

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-ck 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 g*nius, g*nius 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-ck ceres in the bum, man, that b-tch was a farter
you live on mount olympus, well b-tch im on mckinley
got a beard down to my d-ck
fat b-tches call me gimli

im coming down with vengeance
cause b-tch i wrote the bible
i roll up to your temple
and ill sh-t on every idol
hide behind a tunic, i just use a sock
sit in clouds of lightning because he’s got a little c-ck

while your busy filling fate man
i’m just humping hips
you’ll end like my d-ck, man
f-cking crippled like a gimp

chorus (x4) (fdr)
i love raptors, you do too
raptors make me feel good
how bout you?

fat d-ck rybs, b-tches 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-tch 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-cking impaled

i’ve been battling that bulge since 1944
with a d-ck so big, sh-t could end a world war
keep calm and carry on you f-cking brits
i keep calm and carry ‘doms
for that d-ckzkreig
you and my, friday night, the 3’s
and boosh
hamilton’s appeased

(greasy c)
i dont give a sh-t what you think about me
(fdr)
and i dont give a sh-t 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

- raptors

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