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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jonathan Zaruk
Jonathan Zaruk
Songwriter

歌詞

I'm back in the kitchen
Set the traps for the rats in the kitchen
Rusty taps cook that crack in the kitchen
Think I lacked the nutrition why I'm back in the kitchen
Let's separate that fact from the fiction
They way you act comes back to fruition
So i arm tracks like it's back to addiction
Feel my backs in position why I'm back in the kitchen
Now my ovens on high keep my spot warm
Seethes threw my teeth like popcorn
You pop born industry puppets now locked horns
With a rottweiler in his is top form
Ain't showing me much like soft porn
Have a tombstone reading do not mourn
You wanna talk more you got warned
Cause It's muthafucking dark and hell has a hot scorn
I got that fire inside belly of the beast
A hellion unleashed fell onto my knees
And prayed to God I get out the situation
The key unlocked and I seen a revelation
We living in the last days it's face paced
resort to brash ways cash makes
Everything around me
Seven layers of hell is what surrounds me
My head is pounding wish thoughts could get lose
I lost a few screws
The apocalypse brews
No talking this threw you got your lips bruised
Should get popped for misuse I'm Pac with this juice
Cause in hells kitchen I keep they mouths gritten
Smell thickens foul hitting like Cal ripken
Iron man every shells hitting
But what your firing can't pierce the shell within
Strickened sick like Sean Strickland
Back on my bullshit
Bomb tickin
Non fiction pen in palm gripping
Dropping these lines like I gone fishing
Hooking they gills looking to kill
I'm in back that kitchen cooking the grill
Serving hotplates do not waist
I'm out here fighting for scraps i got that dogface
I'm ready to bite wanna bark all day doggy
Your pissy and snotty missing the potty
I ain't missing ya party or the dope your selling
Rappers little crackheads call em cocomelons
Hope you fell in the abyss I set the trap
The kiss of death the best is back
Wanna chest to chest with that
On a stack of testaments ain't a test you pass
When all the light dies it's the right time
I took a lifeline learnt to write rhymes
All the right signs everything connects
I'm a once a lifetime what did you expect
I'm Jordan with shot Khawi at the buzzer
Let there bodys rot lie with the buzzards
Way you act comes back to fruition
Feel my back in position that's why I'm back in the kitchen
Put a price on these rappers heads
Imma collect my bounty and clap em dead
Back to bed kill that noise
Like an opioid imma fill that void
Someone heal that boy I need an exorcist
Extradited from the depths a defective trip
And there's something deeper beyond us
So I'm Looking to move the earth like Elon musk
You peeons suck hip hops a joke
No one's saying shit and they got you woke
Mumble rap tongue tied with a cock in throat
Message self destructs mission impossible
And I'm missing that obstacle
Check this vision of my optical
This that horror picture rocky show
Took that need to comeback like Masvidal
Secrets in the sauce proof is in the pudding
Bars set bars roof is where I'm putting
Standards high I demand these lines
Get they nose bleeds yo these fans is high
Eyeing this player like a camera guy
Got that touchdown dance like its hammer time
Hit it on the head to expand your mind
Fuck the sands of time this a stamp on mine
When all the light dies it's the right time
I took a lifeline learnt to write rhymes
All the right signs everything connects
I'm a once a lifetime what did you expect
I'm Jordan with shot Khawi at the buzzer
Let there bodys rot lie with the buzzards
Way you act comes back to fruition
Feel my back in position that's why I'm back in the kitchen
When all the light dies it's the right time
I took a lifeline learnt to write rhymes
All the right signs everything connects
I'm a once a lifetime what did you expect
I'm Jordan with shot Khawi at the buzzer
Let there bodys rot lie with the buzzards
Way you act comes back to fruition
Feel my back in position that's why I'm back in the
You already fucking know man
Hells kitchen two
I'm about to get real belligerent in this bitch right here
Let's let that little guitar solo take us out right here
I'm feeling that shit
Written by: Jonathan Zaruk
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