Cookin' Lyrics

I get it cookin' in Hells Kitchen, first 48 and no one's snitchin'
Ever since a youth I been the truth with a pot to piss in
Rain on parades ? this no charade ? king of the jungle ? stomach rumbles
Cannibalistic ? eat my own kind ? yeah I said it ? go press rewind
Like black widows ? spider sensin' ? hit the morphine ? f Excedrin
William Gibson ? Count To Zero ? time is up ? 5th dimension
Intergalactic and corrosive like carborane acid
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Don't need a triple bypass, cuz my heart is muscle bound
Clock in to do work and I put my hustle down
San Jose representin' like Winchester rifles
Number one with a bullet ? Snatchin' up the titles
Suicidal tendencies in sane folk are commonplace
When I lace the track with my tongue, got the bomb in place
Now you got swollen eardrums from swollen drum productions
V's the hip hop Adrian Peterson bull-rushin'