Hell's Kitchen – Josh Icon: teksty utworów, teledyski i koncerty

Hell's Kitchen

4

Hip-Hop/Rap

Utwór Hell's Kitchen został wydany 27 listopada 2025 przez 5987083 Records DK jako część albumu Royal Flush - EP

Szczegóły utworu

AlbumRoyal Flush - EP

Data wydania27 listopada 2025

Wytwórnia5987083 Records DK

JęzykEnglish

Melodyjność

Akustyczność

Valence

Taneczność

Energia

BPM

PRZEGLĄD

TEKST UTWORU

Kredyty

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Josh Icon

Harmony Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Joshua Kuyet Lekwot

Joshua Kuyet Lekwot

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

MAKDOUBLE

Producer, Executive Producer

Tekst Utworu

Ayo, y'all suck my dick well done and primed all that shit ****, bitch

Yo, Told my **** we gon have to break some eggs

Long as we get to the cake make it velvet red

Bout to stuff your bitch with her favourite dish

Fed her pussy finger food, yeah you get the gist

Cooking up Raekwon, give this chef a kiss

Chef's kiss

**** get battered if they don't shut they cake hole

You know she got a big ass but I want the cake whole

And her ass is fake, I was food inspecting

Still gon toss the salad, that don't need addressing

Rappers lunch meat, and I'm still ingesting

I'ma cash cow when it comes to beef

Y'all medium rare, I'm as raw as could be

Y'all can be my guest and have a feast on this

New York girl and I heard that she from queen's

That big apple, was a meal fit for kings

Put her on a meat diet I brought the zing

To her friend ls she might as well spill the tea

Spill the beans in time for coffee

Put these rappers in a pressure cooker, bet they breakfast like Ramadan

Put a piece in your face, Alaikum Salam

Eat rappers for breakfast, suhur and wash in down with some chandon

Songs are like pies so y'all are waiting in line

For a slice, y'all are fiends

She ate my cock, she like chicken wings

Put some o's behind my name like some onion rings

Y'all **** chicken but I'll serve you wings heh

Like dig in

But fr I'll turn y'all to chevon I'm not kidding

And your songs sound pretty offal where I'm sitting

Getting chickhead after I gave the cat a killing

Ah,Reflecting on my hard work since I grew a pair

The fruits of my labour are closer than they appear

A recipe for disaster in the booth whenever you're there

Aahhh, pour out a toast for these so called mobsters

A kiss of death when I serve these impastas

Break your shells like some fresh boiled lobsters

The hungriest ugh, **** feast your eyes

You can sugar coat but that's shits not your size

I'll cop a peacoat that makes me look fly

She got an onion booty that makes the world cry

Rising though like yeast I need time to bake

I'm with Marie Antoinette I love to eat cake

I'm too raw for y'all man fuck your stakes

I takes my chips and dip now how does that taste

Fingers in some pies cook up in your hell's kitchen

Got a cracker bitch, yeah she whiter than a chicken

Various utensils, they'll all get you chopped

She wanna hit it on a Sunday with a cherry on top,uh

Fingers in some pies cooking up in Hell's Kitchen

Got a cracker bitch, yeah she whiter than a chicken

Various utensils, they'll all get you chopped

She wanna hit it on a Sunday with a cherry on top

She giving brain well call it food for thought

Sucking souls that's soul food plus I've caught

Plenty fish in the sea, she wear a fishnet like a trought

The pussy is wet fuck a mother fucking drought

Y'all trapping? I take that with a grain of salt

Cathering punchlines, charge me for assault

Knuckle sandwiches too, sip blood no coaster

The **** with the juice, certified pussy mucher

Ask a **** if he fucking with my bread or cred

If he says oui, his crews french toast

Swear the sweetest motherfuckers always doing the most

But all you serve is word salad and slop

But still looking like Khaled since he went pop

Pure chocolate **** she got from the candy shop

And I had her spending all she got

Yeah yeah

Y'all run from bills bills bills like some dine and dashers

We making mills meals we go the table manners

Fingers in some pies cooking up in Hell's Kitchen

Got a cracker bitch, yeah she whiter than a chicken

Various utensils, they'll all get you chopped

She wanna hit it on a Sunday

Uh

I'm stirring your noodle, call it stir fry

A lot on my plate man fuck you small fry

Y'all get Catfished got bigger fish to fry

A lot on my plate but want your girl on the side

Itty bitty snack that come with some thighs

Swear I'm taking bites out of the apple of your eye

Special delivery if you for I

She wants a balanced diet, I got that vitamin D

I'm the hottest walking bachelor y'all are zero degrees

Grilling y'all, and I don't even have a mouth piece

Should've stuck to tofu we squashing the beef

Get to the meat of the matter then I'm sinking my teeth

No Tarantino bitch but you eating defeat

Bringing home the bacon soaked in elbow grease

Got the blue faces, want a slice of the cheese

Well I'm done with you filler ass rapping ****, check please

Dinner is served, check please

Written by: Joshua Kuyet Lekwot

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