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mr traumatik - kitchen captain lyrics

[chorus: elro, mr traumatik, devilman]
kitchen captain
six in the morning tryna get bags in (f+ck sake)
i get the packs in
i put the text out, bring a few slags in (wow)
i got the weed and when i start leaving
you can get snacks in
i like to watch nature films and cry
cause i find it relaxing (yeah)

[verse 1: elro]
six foot three
but built like a seniors netball captain
i got a gut like a pregnant bird on stilts
you could say that i’m fattening
i rap about weed most days
so 10/10 plugs send packs in
i used to sniff gifted cocaine quick
’till my chest would collapse

[verse 2: mr traumatik]
dirty girls, i’m attracting
anorexic ones and fat tings
they want me to teach them tantric s+x
but who wants to know who’s asking?
i leave your girlfriend panting
screaming, sweating, gasping
i lеave her cervix hurting so much
now shе’s swallowing aspirin
[verse 3: devilman]
i spit dirty bars
i do that with ease
grimy
like a big mac with cheese
some of these mcs
are irritating like cats and fleas
i used to cell cds and mp3s
and packs of weed
everybody knows my face
but i don’t livestream like ishowspeed

[verse 4: mr traumatik]
i used to have plenty of grades
wrapping up blunts, 20 a day
i used to go raving and f+ck hoes
buzzing my tits off of mdma
my w+lly was bendy and grey
you can ask lily and wendy and faye
i’m a dirty horrible c+nt
just lock me up now and send me away

[verse 5: elro]
i used to drink lukewarm pimm’s
no mix for the bottle at midday
i used to tick bags and f+gs off mates
you could say i was a p+sstake
i used to claim that i get paid
next day, and say there was a mistake
i used to text ten plus birds
cause i figured that i had a sh+t hit rate
if i do drugs, i binge
don’t like mormons, find them cringe
i don’t mean to moan or whinge
can’t sh+g her, she had awkward minge
they say i’m the awkward king
i feel all tight like a weighted spring
i just eyeball two 3.5s like a trap by
i am the portion king
[verse 6: mr traumatik]
i’m a king, my flow is royal
don’t p+ss me off or make my blood boil
if you try like rugby, it could get ugly
and i don’t mean a gargoyle
i used to sell cannabis oil
and grow my crops in organic soil
sell fifty z’s of swiss blue cheese
in 0.6, ten bags in foil

[verse 7: elro]
when it comes to the cocaine preference
i like the fire like moths
i would lay in my pants all day
then cry, then turn to a [?]
i like the narco import white
but it made me soft
i’m in the leaves all day
now cooking to my wood like sloths

[verse 8: devilman]
i used to roll up
smoke big fat joints in my school playground
when i took class a’s
i started racing around like a greyhound
i realized that i was young and stupid
now that i finally came round
i used to sniff random powder
start making strange sounds
[chorus: elro, mr traumatik, devilman]
kitchen captain
six in the morning tryna get bags in (f+ck sake)
i get the packs in
i put the text out, bring a few slags in (wow)
i got the weed and when i start leaving
you can get snacks in
i like to watch nature films and cry
cause i find it relaxing (yeah)
ca

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