Lyrics:
machines
Then you are washing machines
Get your ass back to the kitchen
Woman's rights aren't human rights
Nobody's by your side
I'm sick and tired of you
punks jump up to get beat down
Jump shot, coroners catch them on the rebound
Pans, pots, plates, bowls
I'm in your kitchen eating your stove
I'm hungry
pay for other sins
But you most always adore the skin you are in
[Black Thought]
I woke up and it was pouring down rain
I put my head on, it
with the hands of a clock
Good can't help but do a little evil
Evil can't help but,
do a little Good.
Who's that singing in the kitchen by the stove?
boats, headed for peace,
Is anyone scared of death here' Not in the least,
I walk by the old lady selling coconuts under the tree,
Life is cheap here
machine gun kelly
Rest in peace 2pac, aka makaveli
He run the chamber for danger, can't understand why these strangers
Wanna ride with us killas, but they
but the victims can vary
Nicks in the Cannon show what this Mariah Carey
Keep a deadeye on me Brent Barry
.62 big body sing like R Kelly
You say you
A place where my kids can play outside
Without livin' in fear of a drive-by
And even if I get away from them drive-by killers
I still got to worry about
uh
Do you really think I'mma tell em? Uh uh
Do you know that hitta Vitali? Uh uh
He get to punch out your belly uh uh
Do you know R. Kelly? Uh uh
A place where my kids can play outside
Without livin' in fear of a drive-by
And even if I get away from them drive-by killers
I still got to worry about
may take a minute
I’m in a dark and tinted Mercedes, it cost a pretty penny
I’m in the kitchen and I’m water-whippin
I hit it for the freak, ‘cause
came to kick it but really
I would rather be at home all by myself not in this room
With people who don't even care about my well being
I don't dance,
told em "oh he can't, he in the kitchen pouting and terrified of a plant"
Blink Twice if you are being held hostage
I speak and spell of a sleeper
out in Cannes, Club Gotha
Double R's on the gates, like I'm triple platinum
Couple pawns in the lake the couch is in the plastic
Had a phone call
to do.
Pick up my six string.
Play a subtle tune.
I’ll fix something to sing with you.
I’m tired of splitting nails.
In the kitchen she was holding you
town where curtains twitch
Where this door scratches next door's itch
It's a pantomime at fever pitch
And we can all be in it
People here are large
a city
That's discovered by DuSable
Chicago taught me how to lead and to follow
My heart, even when it's hollow
I plant a seed for today
That believes in
my bush, spill it on your belly
Keepin' on the down-low just like R. Kelly
Unload my clip with the JB classics
Tou know that baby damn like they
trapped in the plan designed by another side
I ain't contributing to genocide (why?)
'Cause I'm colorblind
Niggas in the hood ain't changed
And I've
Sounds of music
Are rippling through my head
Harry's in the kitchen
Captain's still in bed
Cause life is just a funny dream
And someday
I'll share
I got wishes
You know I got wishes
Cleaning up them dishes
I be whipping in the kitchen
I got wishes
You know I got wishes
Cleaning up them dishes
blockin me, cockin me
Cause I'm the HARDEST motherfucker, out here rockin
I got the game in shades, got the niggas in blades
I got them hoes on a raid,
Lead vocals: Paddy, Mait and Angelo Kelly
Hey little pigeon where are you coming from,
you flew across the sky and now you're in my hometown.
Hey
say about my rap career
Til '96 came niggas I'm here
Good-bye
Shawn use to be in the kitchen
Beating on the table and rapping
And um, until
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