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In Hell's
Elements in Kitchen

I've been to the land of and honey
And those ingredients, they exist
The origin, the precise of my prayer
Is to adapt and carry own crucifix
I've spend time slaving over the
observed by the onlooker
Kill the lamb inside that
And taken the kiss away my lips

Ruthless approach to power
It might, but it cannot forever
Within my elements of desire
Simmer, cooked, my fire
The understood
Boiled down to a broth, but consumed
The science of my food, my styles
your mood

I'm cooking up the elements in Hell's

I'm cooking up the in Hell's Kitchen

I'm up the elements in Hell's Kitchen

Reload the elements, bring the ingredients

Elements in Kitchen

Impose thrills, skills
Denotes, and show you I'm a true
my kitchen, we will devour
And consume until there is nothing
Assume my enemies have their
And what's fact and fiction
My existence persistent, real imminent
a true Egyptian

Come read my
I'll follow and satisfy
a five course lyrical
Chew and swallow, wash down Port
Dessert laced with sauce
no question, malnutrition, indisgestion is always overlooked
The elements I cook be found in the 90's cookbook

I'm cooking up the elements in Kitchen

I'm cooking up the in Hell's Kitchen

I'm cooking up the elements in Kitchen

Reload the elements, bring forth the

As the continues to burn
So does the food my dish
Lost swirl around the ceiling
The stench is high fish
I forth all the ingredients, the elements
Bake a and feed the multitude
I the prostitute in the house of ill repute

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

The I use in my kitchen
Belong to me and nobody
I feed you complex styles of my
Cos a spoon, that would melt
Glamorise with my
Nouns, pronouns, are my herbs
Succulent and edible,
Each and single verse

sip my melodic substance
Wet your plate, drink every drop the glass
is pulverised, double-fried
And contains everything that's
This ain't no lyric joint
Unlike food everything has a point
Nutritional characteristics, your I anoint

I'm cooking up the elements in Hell's

I'm up the elements in Hell's Kitchen

I'm cooking up the in Hell's Kitchen

Reload the elements, bring the ingredients

forth the ingredients
Bring forth the

Bring forth the