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Bottom of the bottom struggling 
Nobody helped

That's why I got up off my ass and got it by myself 

I seen too many niggas die over designer belts

dancing
Wonder why you girl keep looking and glancing
Cuz horses on me like I'm Carlton they prancing
I like my bands hell tight wit elastic
No super smash

the switch, switched the script and gotta better part...

Feel my presence
The pressure risen this Hell's Kitchen
Verbal addiction to contradicting what I was

hell's kitchen the lonesome is heat
I forgive but not forget
The same love with no regrets
Better on the beat than over text
Respect wasn't shown in

Keep pilling in the kitchen sink
I'm tired of you cinque me but you keep blinking me
When your energy is weaken me
Shall I put you back into the deep sea

to
Look a hell of a lot different when you're sober
I don't fuck with gettin' pulled over
'Stead let's drink this Cherry Cola
'Cause objects in the mirror

don't 
hell naw I can't fuck wit yall
hell naw i can't fuck wit yall
Show him I was down to ride
then he started switching up
he wish that I was by his

illness
scorned by the bleak shit
years later, reach for the pill hits
it still sits deep inside my mind
violence forever apart of my design
looking for

Living Is a Luxury

Vince Neil

Exposed

1993

They're cooking up a storm 
In Hell's Kitchen tonight 
And the main course could be you 
Or try your hand at an Eastside stand 
Dashin' slashes

Ragin' Cajun

Charlie Daniels

Windows

1982

From a town in Louisiana on the wrong side of the tracks,
came a rowdy Ragin Cajun by the name of Rupernac,
He was harder than a hickory long

bow down before me
Abbreviatin, like Satan, my name down to STD

I'm thigh high in riches
With high fives in kitchens
Never shall I die, beguiled by

Martha Stewart and her kitchen too

Where the hell'd I put my glasses?
What a sorry shape my ass is
Hey you kids, get off my lawn
The face is familiar

If I Fall

Big K.R.I.T.

Live from the Underground

2012

I've been through Hell and back
No food in the kitchen so I'm scrapin' scraps
Tightest nigga in the world can't afford to rap
Now I'm on the hunt for

complaints, neighbors bitching
Paid 'em off, boss decisions
Rightful, all forgiven
Y'all pieces hardly hitting
I done done it this time
Kitchen counter hold me

Tend to lie to myself
Tend to compromise my health
Tend to cry by myself
Swear I'll die by myself
Paralyzed in my hell
Scared that I won't find

Bitches from Eastwick

The LOX

Money, Power & Respect

1998

the truck? 
Three bitches in my house,
Probably try to wet me up.
Crept to the kitchen,
Seen Ronnie by the cabinet.
Tried the gun holster with the forty

She 'gon let me clip when I'm in town
Big Bentley truck, rolled her tints down
10k a month, Hell's Kitchen in Midtown (yeah)
L.A. to New York,

as stigiuos
Hells kitchen I'm blowing dishes
This is spoken wisdom as I
Journey a poe and mission
I'ma lift it, my flow is gift it
She cold with a bow

heavy on the melody and add a little cheese
and if you can't stand the kitchen, get the hell out the heat
to meet with the geek all you need is a
heart

I come from the game (Holla)

Close encounter
Digital scale and money counter
On top of the kitchen counter
Right up under the cabinets by
The rice

Remember Me?

RBX

The Marshall Mathers LP

2000

the soul of every rapper in me, love me or hate me
My moms got raped by the industry and made me
I'm the illest nigga ever, I told you
I get more pussy

what they tellin' me
Fresh out of jail
Life's hell for a black celebrity
So that's the reason why I call
And maybe you with it
Fantasies of us sweatin',

And the gangstas that you look up to, look up to me (Yup)
And all the hustlers in the kitchen man, they cook up to me
That's why they standing over the stove as Hell

quickly
If you're gonna stay won't you whisper in my hear
Heart is beatin' fast and I'm feelin' kinda sickly
Gotta find a way to get the hell outta here.