Lyrics:
it
Welcome to Hell's Kitchen, welcome to Hell's Kitchen
Its Hot
Uh huh
Welcome to Hell's Kitchen
Hell is where da home is, dats where da Vic's live
Play the fuckin' track
Play that fuckin' track
Oh, there it is
Limp Bizkit, DMX (what?)
Redman (that's right, y'all) Method Man
We just keep
(Official Nast, it's hot in here)
Shut 'em down
Shut 'em down, shut 'em down (yo, yo)
Yo, shut 'em down start the violence, we wildin' wildin'
Slain
come here, children
While the oil drip, drip in the dirt
I make it hot like Hell, but here on Earth
I raise the fahrenheit and celsius
'til it fucks with
mouth
She know what she be doing when she spin the block
The block is hot
The cop is out
I got my window tinted out
He wan feel the wind I put him in
[Dmx] (from Look Thru my Eyes)
Burning in hell, but don't deserve to be
Got niggas I don't even know that wanna murder me
[Drag]: Every day is
Who are we fooling?
Hell is hot, fire is proven
To burn for eternity, return of the student
That never learned how to live right just by how to shoot
I'ma see you in Hell (inhale)
Battle rap? Boy you wouldn't win a debate
The type of legacy I got
You don't get by mistake
Man don't let them amp you up
inside of me
Now this is my delivery
Whatcha gon do
When my album drops
And it's hot as fuck baby
Whatcha gon do
When it's in ya headphones
And you
I grab the beer, but not in the ride
'cause I'm not stupid, I don't drink and drive
I'm not a beginner, amateur or local
My album is sellin'
don't drink and drive
I'm not a beginner, amateur or local
My album is sellin' because of my vocals
You know what you need to learn?
Old School
the ride
'Cause I'm not stupid, I don't drink and drive
I'm not a beginner, amateur or local
My album is sellin' because of my vocals
You know what you
That bitch is hot garbage! Skank is hot garbage!
Oh sheâ¬"s hot garbage! Yeah, sheâ¬"s hot garbage!
That hoe is hot garbage! Tramp is hot garbage!
Oh
16's US missiles
Put some sauce on it
Tell 'em put some sauce on it
I think I put too much sauce on it
The sauce is hot, the sauce is hot, hah
and over and over i was raised by
KRS 1, I was raised by Tribe Called Quest
I was raised
By DMX the last real nigga alive? Naw
Nigga! We real
Niggas alive,
raised by DMX the last
Real nigga alive, nah nigga it's still real
Niggas alive tonight we
Real niggas alive, we alive tonight
Bruh, we alive tonight, bruh
to buy your single, nigga hell no!
If you dubbin' this right now 'stead of buyin' my album
You're
CHORUS [Kardinal Offishall] (Circle crew)
(You're
just started warming up Hades
Hell’s not hot enough yet… (Heheh-ha)
God Bless America, baby
(Amen)
I grab the beer, but not in the ride
'cause I'm not stupid, I don't drink and drive
I'm not a beginner, amateur or local
My album is sellin'
is
Her specialty, after all hands come up
One by one "Oh my god, Rihmeek, "
Nicki groans exaggeratedly, invoking Meek's
Middle name for effect "Every
Nicki Minaj's eyeliner is a
Precision event, a marvel
As if drawn on by the kind of
Pre-programmed robot arm used
For laparoscopic surgeries
It is
fine- your vision's just different than mine
See I learned how to rhyme by a different design
Remember I had the album with the Canibus sign
the hell they gone stop us from eating
If we believe that the fire in you is the biggest G that we been searching for we
Can quickly take over like symptoms
the courthouse, D-M-X signed autographs with a sketch artist over the face
As well as the fans caught off guard
By this star's appearances
[Chorus]
My baby
.jpg/300px-Hot_Hot_Heat_(1659559709).jpg "Hot Hot Heat")
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