I'm tired of mcdonalds, want a chick that cook chicano
She call me all the time, i ain't no regular joe
We'll cook ya for lunch and serve you at red lobster,
Thinking how i could rid evil and let the good conquer
In this cracked crack fag back slab in disguise
Back down, before i cook you like rice.
Ill boil your insides and cook you alive, oxygen deprived,
I like to see where she been and i’ll be deep in her mind
Got them bomb ass drugs cause i follow all the cook books
Check me i be jumping out the coupe, swagger through the roof
And everything on tv just a figment of imagination
It cook up imagination to generations of our nation
Desire get confused and you could lose your direction
Smother it with butter and cook it for my next of kin.
I got nice hands, niggas eat out my big palms
Spittin heat like a toaster cook you pop tarts
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