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f-k3m - chemistry in the kitchen lyrics

tanc verse #1:

yeah, tanc on the mic
you out here looking for a fight
say you don’t know my name
just listen to your mom’s moans at night
yea its cool that she’s a dyk-
cool like 69, yea that’s fahrenheit
with your german mum screaming neinnnnnn
i bring two out
take your whole crew out
you ain’t got a crew out here
i got the brand new nike shoe out
oi, wheres john gone?
he just flew out
the last ten months were cold
life was ugly, hard like rugby
even if i had a big house in the country
i wouldn’t stay caged up in it like a monkey
i got money in the bank, i’m a banker
you ain’t got money in the bank, you’re a w-nker
shoutout to the crew
lyrics like this, blood, ain’t too common
yeah got bars
you out here still thinking your real dad behind bars?
truth be told he up next on the mic
yea, you’re in for a fright
just like the time you found out you’re a hermaphrodite

lil’ g verse #1:

come round here you will get parred
catch these hands, yea, you will get scarred
scarred, that’s what you’ll be
don’t bother sending cause i’m lil’ g
all the girls know me from the big d
but you wouldn’t know bout that
all you’d know about is that p-ssycat
that’s your own, never even laid hands on a lady
that’s shady
oh that ain’t a tw-t??
shut ya sn-tch
i’m a bomb yea
allahu akbar
you’ll be gone yea
been writing lines like thermopatch
yea that’s a printing line
been putting one and two together like frankenstein
don’t make me drop my pen and shoot you up like columbine
shoot you up like i did your mom
sorry to break it to you son
you think you can take shots at us?
might as well be using a water gun
everyone know, you gonna get caught in our hit and run
f-ck a thompson sub
pull up with a shotgun
bang, bang, there goes my least favorite son

tanc verse #2:

had your b-tch at the crib last night
told you she was going to visit the fam
truth is she left you at the speed of light
turns out einstein was right
i’m back on the mic for verse two
f-cked your girl over this beat
wasn’t the greatest screw
probably cause it happened in the back seat
that’s why i’m king of the street
kingpin like w. fisk, not interested in round two
p-ss on the hoe like an action card
monogamous? nah that’s monopoly
knick ya b-tch, that’s a robbery
shes not the only one, polyamory
heart, infiniti
q70
but you can have the l

lil’ g verse #2:

first hit by the f-k3m
black and blue, black and blue
your beats remind me of waterloo
167.64 like bonaparte
our beats will leave you torn apart
leave my d-ck in your girl, that’s a b-n-r park
had to head to court to pay the ticket
but my b-lls still gonna swish it
i call the shots, that’s a basketball line
yea were new to grime
buy we got our sights set on you, that’s l2
second one in the video, and on next gen controller
taking shots at you that’s r2
my last b-tch got double d’s
last two lines, my force awoke
get you depressed like they did the astro- mate

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