Goin' ham in beef it's raw, i cook it up with twisted news,
You wonder how it feels to walk a mile inside tha shoes
We'll cook ya for lunch and serve you at red lobster,
It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for
To read for seven pounds, you must release several pounds
Look how we going to get out of this cook house
We will cook you up and eat,
But i'm not worried
You claim you a thug crook a drug cook you ain't it
How can i persuade more heads to hear this great shit
Cook a verse send it out hardly a look
Fistful of wood, twisted for the good
You know how jay-z said he wasn't going for the charts
Spittin heat like a toaster cook you pop tarts
So if it comes down, may the best man win
To quick, show 'em to tha cook, hearion' them sayin'
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