Scrilla Vic - Cookin' Lyrics
I get it cookin’ in Hells Kitchen, first 48 and no one’s snitchin’Ever since a youth I been the truth with a pot to piss inRain on parades – this no charade – king of the jungle – stomach rumblesCannibalistic – eat my own kind – yeah I said it – go press rewindLike black widows – spider sensin’ – hit the morphine – f ExcedrinWilliam Gibson – Count To Zero – time is up – 5th dimensionIntergalactic and corrosive like carborane acidMore explosive than francium elements in actionDon’t need a triple bypass, cuz my heart is muscle boundClock in to do work and I put my hustle downSan Jose representin’ like Winchester riflesNumber one with a bullet – Snatchin’ up the titlesSuicidal tendencies in sane folk are commonplaceWhen I lace the track with my tongue, got the bomb in placeNow you got swollen eardrums from swollen drum productionsV’s the hip hop Adrian Peterson bull-rushin’
