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Yah
Oh Yah
Yah
Oh Yah
Okay, yo
Tis the season, I'm a jolly chick
Kicking it with the mean and melancholy to keep my folly legit
I fade to black until my complexion is highly lit
Then jump on top of whatever my nephew is hiding in
I pick up a mighty pen just to tap on my tiny chin
Then take off into outer earth like I'm floating on hydrogen
Cause I can't stand be sitting unproductive and quiet when
"listen baby, the courage to create it is the courage to live"
Content is optional if production flaming the beat
So I decided to put a bunch of food on the heat
I ain't got time to tryna bе someone elsе whicho time
Or thinkin I'm greater than the God put His life on the line
Just wanna, cook for ya, get something on that stomach
Depending on if you are ready for what is coming
Vinyl spatula to flip it especially different
The oven is heavy metal but ain't nothing is Limp about the Bizkit
Who want it? (Ahh)
I broke my life off in this track
It's finally apparent
That I had to go and lose my life to get it back
Now I'm whipping up freedom, is you with it?
Come in the kitchen and get a whiff of this chicken
Everybody, everybody get a plate when I'm finished
Everybody, everybody get a plate when I'm finished
Yo
Me and the homies stumble up out of the gym (fabulous)
Lookin like Chucky, Tommy, Phil & Lil, and Suzie and them
And they don't even really too much care if I make it or not
Just whether the plate has bacon or not
This a warning, I'm not performing to warrant applause
I get free singing by myself in my draws
Cause the pressure ain't got nothing on me
I take my time when I walk
Like a drop-top caddy coming on the block
Though all of my paint fell off
They want me to focus on being ill, I ain't catching the cough
Snatch the hands out the clock, straight tickin'em off
I'm sticking to picking my chitlins with a spoon and a fork
Got kool-aid In the refrigerator plus it's tea on the stove
And if I got a hater, Imma get your plate full
Bet I kiss your cheek until you learn to make do
Lookin like
Who want it? (Ahh)
I broke my life off in this track
It's finally apparent
That I had to go and lose my life to get it back
Now I'm whipping up freedom, is you with it?
Come in the kitchen and get a whiff of this chicken
Everybody, everybody get a plate when I'm finished
Everybody, everybody get a plate when I'm finished
And
We putting Bikini Bottom on the map
This the joy you can't explain like when your edges grow back
This is the last breath of my baby brother
Cause even the bullet got out the dirt and apologized to my stepmother
We don't flip bricks like parkour
This is the kind of black that they don't have a card for
I want to be the Les Jones kinda beautiful
Love them until they become ashamed of what they do to you
I'm moving through a valley of trouble like I was made for it
Even got a pair of kicks made for it
Itsay andbray ewnay ayday ymay abybay
I be spitting pork shoulder like it's Labor Day
If my bars ain't carbs or all the good proteins and fats
Take me out the punchline, lil daddy
Cause waiting for some juice is hella whack
And I'm asking them
Who want it?
I broke my life off in this track
It's finally apparent
That I had to go and lose my life to get it back
Now I'm whipping up freedom, is you with it?
Come in the kitchen and get a whiff of this chicken
Everybody, everybody get a plate when I'm finished
Everybody, everybody get a plate when I'm finished

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