Food for Thought

(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

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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 ******' 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

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(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!

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