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chie & king bracket - flavoured recipe lyrics

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[verse 1]

can’t contain this held like a fresh breath
soul like a trainer moonwalking backwards
laying on the mattress climbing off it sideways
pressure with the talent nowadays gives me migraines

times change and now they only stay the same here
pulling through the snow got me feeling like a reindeer
chained in and f+ck i need to break the shackles
find my inner eden whilst i’m eating on your apple

hear the hedonistic cackles after haggling your finest bud
acting all designer trust i like the c+nt
wanna write your name better sign with blood
got a statement to be made i ain’t high enough

but that’s the same old bullsh+t
the way i was raised feel the pain when i talk it
pacing the game keep it pasty and awkward
my piece of the cakes tasting equally awful

[hook]

there’s many flavours to this recipe
if you don’t like the taste then you can let it be
chew it up spit it back out
this is music blood
you don’t have to play the class clown
there’s many flavours to my recipe
if you don’t like the taste then you ain’t gotta eat
chew it up spit it back out
it ain’t the ?
you ain’t gotta play the class clown

[verse 2]

seeing visions in the same old mirror
colour jagged edges to the stainless silver
wanna be remembered for the music
create another plan on the day never do it

i’m useless like a phone with no battery
connect to the bluetooth link to my sanity
been hiding in the shadows at a stabbers reach
the puddles f+cking shallow watch me stamp my feet

and then i’m mixing up ingredients
blending all the chemicals feeling like a g+nius
looking like a vegetable with my f+cking peeling skin
searching for a meaning but the meaning yeah its meaningless

so i add a tad and make you like
it might have made me a little mad with this infectious mind
growing like a plant with no pesticide
you can hold onto to your broken heart i’m mending mine
[hook]

there’s many flavours to this recipe
if you don’t like the taste then you can let it be
chew it up spit it back out
this is music blood
you don’t have to play the class clown

there’s many flavours to my recipe
if you don’t like the taste then you ain’t gotta eat
chew it up spit it back out
it ain’t the ?
you ain’t gotta play the class clown

- chie king bracket lyrics

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