How i think about you every day
Fish flaying great cook and he ain't even gay
We'll cook ya for lunch and serve you at red lobster,
Hella proper, my garment is propeller of chopper
Miss i want to read into your nature
I'm the butcher, the cook and heart taker
And everything on tv just a figment of imagination
It cook up imagination to generations of our nation
Smother it with butter and cook it for my next of kin.
I give him a helping hand, bring him out to thugz mansion
Ill boil your insides and cook you alive, oxygen deprived,
No man alive has ever witnessed struggles i survived
Goin' ham in beef it's raw, i cook it up with twisted news,
I make my old bitch buy me all the latest shoes
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