歌曲 | Food for Thought |
歌手 | Necro |
专辑 | The Pre-Fix For Death |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
(Necro) | |
(Check The Dragon) | |
Get served like a restaurant, follow my orders | |
Your style gets taken out, 'cause you're a bite swallowed with water | |
I think I'll eat into your mind instead | |
Poison you with M.S.G then crack you with cans of soda upside your head | |
It's free delivery of flavour at it's foulest | |
You could get beat down all day, I stay open for hours | |
Fly like chicken wings, what I prepare kid | |
Will leave your stomach full of knife wounds, you'll need some spare ribs | |
You're fish, you're chicken, my recipe | |
Requires me leaving your gizard scissor'd, my specialty | |
Is an apetizer, you're hungry? I'm starvin' ya | |
'Cause you're souped up, my evil's won ton, get burnt like barbecue | |
Shrimp, anybody that stepped to me lost | |
'Cause my steelo is cold like noodles with sesame sauce | |
Now eat your words as you shoot your bladder | |
Cause you got no guts in you, them shits are onn my poo poo platter | |
(Chorus 2X) | |
Yo it's food for thought, these fightin' rhymes | |
Hit every street corner like chinese take-out, vitamins for the mind | |
Nutrients for the brain, lyrical fluid | |
Is dirty like the chinese food in your hood but you're still addicted to it | |
(Necro) | |
You're lost in the sauce as it clogs your vessels | |
I'll undo the blouse of your spouse and give her my house special | |
My raps are hot and sour, they choke you | |
You make no moves like a vegetable, you're fake like tofu | |
When I rap to my customers I'm nice | |
But if you're not you'll get porked with a fork 'cause my brain's fried like rice | |
You're vegetarian, you don't want beef | |
You won't bite with no more teeth, you're a crumb like 4C(?) | |
Your whole fuckin' character's dead | |
You're plain like fried rice without the pees, carrots and egg | |
I'm white like rice without the soy sauce | |
And if you hate me for that, kid step up and end up a destroyed corpse | |
You're chopped like suey, the slang I drop is chewy | |
Mad hard, cats can't digest | |
The food is fat packed with lard, too much gives you a bad heart | |
You're so gassed your ass blasted out a gastric fart | |
(Chorus) | |
(Necro) | |
I start cookin' with a low flame then increase | |
Till you're deceased with your brain on the floor lookin' like lo mein | |
Torment you constantly, serve you broccoli | |
Mixed with Clorox to see if you plot, my menu's an atrocity | |
Here's a fortune cookie, my generosity | |
It reads: "Very soon in the future you'll vomit green" | |
Your mom cries from her eyes when you're cut up like onions | |
Then your body's reincarnated in the form of dumplings | |
Take my advice, try a quart of | |
Boiled rice, dandruff, oiled lice, here's your side order | |
You got lobster on your plate ready to be chewed | |
But you're going to starve 'cause you're blind and can't see food | |
You're sweet without the sour | |
So I force you to devour sauerkraut raw for about an hour | |
Chicken, I'll leave your breast cut | |
Sauté it with as-bes-tos, 'cause I'm water chest-nuts! | |
(Chorus) |
Necro | |
Check The Dragon | |
Get served like a restaurant, follow my orders | |
Your style gets taken out, ' cause you' re a bite swallowed with water | |
I think I' ll eat into your mind instead | |
Poison you with M. S. G then crack you with cans of soda upside your head | |
It' s free delivery of flavour at it' s foulest | |
You could get beat down all day, I stay open for hours | |
Fly like chicken wings, what I prepare kid | |
Will leave your stomach full of knife wounds, you' ll need some spare ribs | |
You' re fish, you' re chicken, my recipe | |
Requires me leaving your gizard scissor' d, my specialty | |
Is an apetizer, you' re hungry? I' m starvin' ya | |
' Cause you' re souped up, my evil' s won ton, get burnt like barbecue | |
Shrimp, anybody that stepped to me lost | |
' Cause my steelo is cold like noodles with sesame sauce | |
Now eat your words as you shoot your bladder | |
Cause you got no guts in you, them shits are onn my poo poo platter | |
Chorus 2X | |
Yo it' s food for thought, these fightin' rhymes | |
Hit every street corner like chinese takeout, vitamins for the mind | |
Nutrients for the brain, lyrical fluid | |
Is dirty like the chinese food in your hood but you' re still addicted to it | |
Necro | |
You' re lost in the sauce as it clogs your vessels | |
I' ll undo the blouse of your spouse and give her my house special | |
My raps are hot and sour, they choke you | |
You make no moves like a vegetable, you' re fake like tofu | |
When I rap to my customers I' m nice | |
But if you' re not you' ll get porked with a fork ' cause my brain' s fried like rice | |
You' re vegetarian, you don' t want beef | |
You won' t bite with no more teeth, you' re a crumb like 4C? | |
Your whole fuckin' character' s dead | |
You' re plain like fried rice without the pees, carrots and egg | |
I' m white like rice without the soy sauce | |
And if you hate me for that, kid step up and end up a destroyed corpse | |
You' re chopped like suey, the slang I drop is chewy | |
Mad hard, cats can' t digest | |
The food is fat packed with lard, too much gives you a bad heart | |
You' re so gassed your ass blasted out a gastric fart | |
Chorus | |
Necro | |
I start cookin' with a low flame then increase | |
Till you' re deceased with your brain on the floor lookin' like lo mein | |
Torment you constantly, serve you broccoli | |
Mixed with Clorox to see if you plot, my menu' s an atrocity | |
Here' s a fortune cookie, my generosity | |
It reads: " Very soon in the future you' ll vomit green" | |
Your mom cries from her eyes when you' re cut up like onions | |
Then your body' s reincarnated in the form of dumplings | |
Take my advice, try a quart of | |
Boiled rice, dandruff, oiled lice, here' s your side order | |
You got lobster on your plate ready to be chewed | |
But you' re going to starve ' cause you' re blind and can' t see food | |
You' re sweet without the sour | |
So I force you to devour sauerkraut raw for about an hour | |
Chicken, I' ll leave your breast cut | |
Saute it with asbestos, ' cause I' m water chestnuts! | |
Chorus |
Necro | |
Check The Dragon | |
Get served like a restaurant, follow my orders | |
Your style gets taken out, ' cause you' re a bite swallowed with water | |
I think I' ll eat into your mind instead | |
Poison you with M. S. G then crack you with cans of soda upside your head | |
It' s free delivery of flavour at it' s foulest | |
You could get beat down all day, I stay open for hours | |
Fly like chicken wings, what I prepare kid | |
Will leave your stomach full of knife wounds, you' ll need some spare ribs | |
You' re fish, you' re chicken, my recipe | |
Requires me leaving your gizard scissor' d, my specialty | |
Is an apetizer, you' re hungry? I' m starvin' ya | |
' Cause you' re souped up, my evil' s won ton, get burnt like barbecue | |
Shrimp, anybody that stepped to me lost | |
' Cause my steelo is cold like noodles with sesame sauce | |
Now eat your words as you shoot your bladder | |
Cause you got no guts in you, them shits are onn my poo poo platter | |
Chorus 2X | |
Yo it' s food for thought, these fightin' rhymes | |
Hit every street corner like chinese takeout, vitamins for the mind | |
Nutrients for the brain, lyrical fluid | |
Is dirty like the chinese food in your hood but you' re still addicted to it | |
Necro | |
You' re lost in the sauce as it clogs your vessels | |
I' ll undo the blouse of your spouse and give her my house special | |
My raps are hot and sour, they choke you | |
You make no moves like a vegetable, you' re fake like tofu | |
When I rap to my customers I' m nice | |
But if you' re not you' ll get porked with a fork ' cause my brain' s fried like rice | |
You' re vegetarian, you don' t want beef | |
You won' t bite with no more teeth, you' re a crumb like 4C? | |
Your whole fuckin' character' s dead | |
You' re plain like fried rice without the pees, carrots and egg | |
I' m white like rice without the soy sauce | |
And if you hate me for that, kid step up and end up a destroyed corpse | |
You' re chopped like suey, the slang I drop is chewy | |
Mad hard, cats can' t digest | |
The food is fat packed with lard, too much gives you a bad heart | |
You' re so gassed your ass blasted out a gastric fart | |
Chorus | |
Necro | |
I start cookin' with a low flame then increase | |
Till you' re deceased with your brain on the floor lookin' like lo mein | |
Torment you constantly, serve you broccoli | |
Mixed with Clorox to see if you plot, my menu' s an atrocity | |
Here' s a fortune cookie, my generosity | |
It reads: " Very soon in the future you' ll vomit green" | |
Your mom cries from her eyes when you' re cut up like onions | |
Then your body' s reincarnated in the form of dumplings | |
Take my advice, try a quart of | |
Boiled rice, dandruff, oiled lice, here' s your side order | |
You got lobster on your plate ready to be chewed | |
But you' re going to starve ' cause you' re blind and can' t see food | |
You' re sweet without the sour | |
So I force you to devour sauerkraut raw for about an hour | |
Chicken, I' ll leave your breast cut | |
Sauté it with asbestos, ' cause I' m water chestnuts! | |
Chorus |