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In Hell's
Elements in Hell's

I've been to the land of milk and
And those ingredients, they exist
The origin, the precise meaning of my
Is to adapt and carry own crucifix
I've spend time slaving the cooker
Being observed by the
Kill the lamb inside exists
And taken the kiss away from my

approach to holding power
It might, but it cannot last
Within my kitchen of desire
Simmer, cooked, fuel my
The strength
Boiled down to a broth, but consumed
The science of my food, my styles
Satisfy your

I'm cooking up the in Hell's Kitchen

I'm cooking up the elements in Hell's

I'm up the elements in Hell's Kitchen

Reload the elements, forth the ingredients

Elements in Kitchen

Impose thrills, skills
Denotes, and show you I'm a true
my kitchen, we will devour
And consume there is nothing left
Assume my enemies their faculties
And know fact and fiction
My existence persistent, real evidence
a true Egyptian

Come my menu
I'll follow and satisfy
a five course lyrical
Chew and swallow, wash down Port
Dessert laced Maxim 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 elements in Kitchen

I'm cooking up the elements in Kitchen

Reload the elements, forth the ingredients

As the fire continues to
So does the food my dish
Lost souls around the ceiling
The stench is like fish
I bring all the ingredients, the elements
Bake a cake and feed the
I the prostitute in the house of ill repute

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

The I use in my kitchen
to me and nobody else
I feed you complex of my spoon
Cos a normal spoon, would melt
Glamorise with my
Nouns, pronouns, verbs are my
and edible, digestible
Each and every verse

Come sip my melodic
Wet your plate, drink every drop the glass
is pulverised, double-fried
And contains everything phat
This ain't no fast joint
fast food everything has a point
Nutritional characteristics, brain I anoint

I'm cooking up the in Hell's Kitchen

I'm cooking up the elements in Hell's

I'm up the elements in Hell's Kitchen

Reload the elements, bring the ingredients

Bring forth the
Bring forth the

Bring the ingredients