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chef nav - kerala beef fry lyrics

verse
alright…
just
mr. brown eyed bushy tailed
mouth wide, eating well
living with my parents i’ve been back inside of atl
no job, no car, no girls ring my bell
bank account is dry like the sahara, no oasis here
goodwill thrifting, wardrobe dripping
stretching out my dollars is some stressful business
graduated college in 3, but i still feel i failed
the only thing that brighten my day is cheffing up a meal… and…

hook
it’s dinner time
better heat the pot, chop the shallots, and wash the rice
marinate the beef, make the powders for every spice
always do the best with what you got while wearing a smile
even though my pockets kinda empty ill be alright
sprinkle in the coconut for the crunch, i let it fry
add a bit of citrus to get that tang i sorta like
smell of ginger garlic got me drooling, it’s time to dine
serve it with paratha and we good for a couple nights

bridge
cuz i’ll always eat good
a decent chef can work when budgets tight
yeah my budget it’s tight
yeah my budget it’s tight
cuz i’ll always eat good
a decent chef can work when budgets tight
verse
uh
gotta get the groceries quick
the task is simple but you’d probably forget
because this city isn’t walkable
i’ll tell u man a mile 30 minutes, see in europe that’s unconscionable, our normal is a lot a bull
i gotta go to traders joes by taking the tram
the marta’s late, it’s got delayed yet again
what the f+cks going on
that’s what i thought when i sat by a sleeping vagabond
with a concrete pillow, and a dirty flannel blanket on
i guess i got no right to complain
watching schizos riding the train, a silent crisis we pretend is okay
they say the cia is watching all day
they prolly right, don’t speak bout palestine, that’s not very safe
i thank god that i’m sane, so i can articulate what i feel while the world falls down in front of my face
a middle class kid, with a devil inside, i feel the fury of the d+mned, when my plate full of rice at…

hook
dinner time
when i heat the pot, chop the shallots, and wash the rice
marinate the beef, make the powders for every spice
yeah i’m always working with what i got i wear a smile
even though my pockets kinda empty ill be alright
sprinkle in the coconut for the crunch, i let it fry
add a bit of citrus to get that tang i sorta like
smell of ginger garlic got me drooling, it’s time to dine
serve it with paratha and we good for a couple nights

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