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In Hell's
Elements in Hell's

I've been to the land of milk and
And ingredients, they don't exist
The origin, the meaning of my prayer
Is to adapt and carry own crucifix
I've time slaving over the cooker
Being observed by the
the lamb inside that exists
And taken the kiss from my lips

Ruthless approach to power
It might, but it cannot last
my kitchen elements of desire
Simmer, cooked, my fire
The understood
Boiled to a broth, but never consumed
The science of my food, my lyrical
Satisfy mood

I'm cooking up the in Hell's Kitchen

I'm cooking up the elements in Kitchen

I'm cooking up the elements in Kitchen

Reload the elements, bring forth the

Elements in Hell's

Impose thrills, skills
Denotes, and show you I'm a true
Enter my kitchen, we will
And consume until there is left
Assume my enemies have faculties
And know what's and fiction
My existence persistent, real evidence
Like a Egyptian

Come my menu
I'll through and satisfy
With a five course
Chew and swallow, wash down with
Dessert laced Maxim sauce
Ain't no question, malnutrition, indisgestion is always
The I cook can't be found in the 90's cookbook

I'm up the elements in Hell's Kitchen

I'm cooking up the in Hell's Kitchen

I'm up the elements in Hell's Kitchen

Reload the elements, bring the ingredients

As the fire continues to
So the food upon my dish
Lost swirl around the ceiling
The stench is high like
I bring all the ingredients, the elements
a cake and feed the multitude
I play the prostitute in the of ill repute

Elements in Kitchen, elements
in Hell's Kitchen, elements

The utensils I use in my
Belong to me and else
I feed you complex styles of my
Cos a normal spoon, that would
Glamorise with my
Nouns, pronouns, are my herbs
Succulent and edible,
Each and every single

Come sip my substance
Wet your plate, drink drop from the glass
is pulverised, double-fried
And contains that's phat
This no fast lyric joint
Unlike fast food has a point
Nutritional characteristics, your brain I

I'm cooking up the elements in Hell's

I'm cooking up the elements in Hell's

I'm up the elements in Hell's Kitchen

Reload the elements, bring forth the

Bring the ingredients
Bring forth the

Bring forth the