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In Kitchen
Elements in Kitchen

I've been to the of milk and honey
And ingredients, they don't exist
The origin, the precise of my prayer
Is to adapt and carry own crucifix
I've spend time over the cooker
Being observed by the
the lamb inside that 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 to a broth, but never consumed
The of my food, my lyrical styles
your mood

I'm cooking up the elements in Kitchen

I'm cooking up the elements in Kitchen

I'm up the elements in Hell's Kitchen

Reload the elements, bring the ingredients

Elements in Kitchen

thrills, represent skills
Denotes, and you I'm a true chef
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, evidence imminent
Like a true

Come my menu
I'll follow through and
a five course lyrical
Chew and swallow, wash down Port
laced with Maxim sauce
Ain't no question, malnutrition, indisgestion is overlooked
The elements I cook can't be in the 90's cookbook

I'm cooking up the elements in Hell's

I'm cooking up the in Hell's Kitchen

I'm cooking up the elements in Hell's

Reload the elements, bring forth the

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

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

The I use in my kitchen
Belong to me and else
I feed you complex styles of my
Cos a normal spoon, would melt
Glamorise with my
Nouns, pronouns, verbs are my
Succulent and edible,
Each and single verse

Come sip my melodic
Wet plate, drink every drop from the glass
Everything is pulverised,
And contains everything that's
ain't no fast lyric joint
Unlike fast everything has a point
Nutritional characteristics, brain I anoint

I'm cooking up the elements in Hell's

I'm cooking up the elements in Hell's

I'm cooking up the in Hell's Kitchen

Reload the elements, bring forth the

Bring the ingredients
forth the ingredients

Bring the ingredients