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Verse 1:
Out of the frying pan cooking up bigger shit
On that oil like I live in the Emirates
Pupils glazed over know I ain’t feeling shit purple haze

Cooking coke: Hot water and oil
As kids we thought the shit was grits
Take off with the payoff
Eight balls in my fish tackle
Bail out and spit at you
Best

Really beware, my kind is a rare
But one is enough for a hundred
Cause I'm the
Hot like the oil that is cooking Kachori
And lassan chatni with bajara roti

thanking the Lord
I ain’t fall a part
I jet across seas
With my fucking boys
I been cooking it up
With no olive oil
When Im up on the scene
I show love

(ya)
And that is why these boys boilin’
Oilin’ my skin 
Oil in my pot
Cooking up some hot shit Kus I know one day it’s finna POP
I’m in my own lane like

that track sipping yack thinking about a stack making this oil 
Feeling like Heisenberg high as a bird wit a chick that's cold as a berg spitting 
This

on the song dawg, steezy like a kick flip
I really got it dripping like oil on a dipstick
I been cooking in the lab dawg, whippin’ it like Bisquick
Sinking all

on the stove

Why look like I asked you a riddle
Get some olive oil down in the griddle
Cooking pancakes up on the stove
Cooking pancakes up on the stove
Burner

tryna eat my pelvis
I'm on that level, your bitch feed me grapes
Man, she cooking my breakfast, she doing my nails (ah, nah, nah)
Ran through that

Warning food supply low
Approaching planet vitality
Be mindful of what you consume
You know we got the chick peas cooking on the stove
Tell me what

Yeah what's up my people
It's you favorite boy S to K I to the 5th letter
And I gat your boy Nattyproff right here
So the devil busy cooking up a lie

Cooking's 'bout the details, preliminary touches
Basil tumbles in bunches, premeditatively munching
'Bout to cook, my lady needs a dinner and she

Traditions
Cooking up in grandma's kitchen
It's the food and the medicine
By the roots we've been given
Ancestral Traditions
Cooking up in grandma's kitchen

Never call the plug talk wit em face to face
Work came in wet man ats oil base snorters
Hit an they say but  they can't feel they face 
Dropped it

order's
Pay to win. These borders
Formed of steel and mortar

Disorder for order 
Got wars for water, for oil, silicon, drugs, and new soil

Stew is cooking

of my enemies, Thou anointest my head with
Oil, my cup runneth over
I had a cold heart until your love Had warmed it up, like a cooking Stove top you put

language, till I finish
But I don't come from Sweden
I can't lack on the ride no more
Gotta make sure the oil's on man
If demons manifest
Trust me darg I

can eat my chicken fritters after expiration
Got you cooking fries, 1:30 for a full batch
Gotta step it up before you make it to be my match
I read your

Birthday Cake

Cibo Matto

Kids in the Hall: Brain Candy

1996

Shut up and eat!
Too bad, no bon appetit!
Shut up and eat!
You know my love is sweet!

Yes, I'm cooking for my son and his wife
It's his

Birthday Cake

Cibo Matto

Viva! La Woman

1996

Shut up and eat!
Too bad, no bon appetit!
Shut up and eat!
You know my love is sweet!

Yes, I'm cooking for my son and his wife
It's his thirtieth

Feminist Housewives

Bitch & Animal

Sour Juice and Rhyme

2003

and feminist
She says you can be a housewife and a feminist
Really?
All you housewives can be
Famous feminists just like me
Now I am cooking the veggies

Stopped attending concerts
Rather be on a stage
Than in the crowd
High hopes never coming down
It's a Pan!c At the Disco
Oil in my bleeze
No Crisco
Why you

a decoy
(He a decoy)
Hip kicking something Bruce Leroy
(Bruce Leroy)
In the grow tent with the neem oil
(With the neem oil)
A tiny house villa near Nemo

should try it
Clean as Walter White when I'm coming with the mask
When we cooking in the lab
We be making Mad Science
Burn the midnight oil
Been up since