You already know you're dead
Bought a new house, kitchen & bed!
Electric chair i don't deserve the fun
Ca't stand the heat get out of the kitchen
Make meals in hell’s kitchen with these dishes
Pullin' up in trucks, carried off in a bus
Think fast, fast women
Standing in the kitchen
I left him in the room, proceeded to the kitchen.
So pun... it's no new shit and it ain't no fun
In the kitchen whippin boy stupid hot
No pork on the fork, but it’s white in the pot
Go back to where you came from- yes, i mean the kitchen
Ok, black panamera, dash on a million
Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son
Ya nothing but a bitch, step outside of the kitchen
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