歌词
You can say that I'm one curly fry
in the box of the regular
Messing with the flavor
oh the flavor that you savor
Saving me for last but
you better not eat me at all
'cause I'm living in a fast food bag making friends
with the ketchup and salt now
People say that I'm crazy for
not moving on to better things
Instead I'm sitting around trash
talking with the onion rings
But it's much too soon
to leave this easy life
Pass me the spoon Pass
the analytical knife
Cause your about to get cut
and get cut down
It's all about the wordplay all about
the sound in the tone of my voice
You gotta let me make my choice alone
before my food gets cold
Better shut up or get shot down
It s all about the know
how all just a matter of taste
Stop telling me the way I gotta play
Too much food on my plate come on
Believe it or not I super sized my sights
on the surprise in the cereal box
My stomachs smaller than my eyes
so I went to see the doctor and
he said turn your head and then cough
I didn't listen to what he said
instead I couldn't wait to get off
I can have this
but I cant have that
That I should keep wishing
I was living the life of a cat because
I ain't the one whose gonna be
missing the feast
Just like you ain't the one
who seems to be calming the beast
'cause you're about to get cut
and get cut down
It's all about the wordplay
all about the sound
in the tone of my voice
You gotta let me make my choice alone
before my food gets cold
Better shut up or get shot down
It s all about the know how all
just a matter of taste
Stop telling me the way I gotta play
Food too much food on my plate come on
Well if you are what you eat in my case
I'll be sweet so come on and get some
I'm so over it
Now your about to get cut
and get cut down
It s all about the know how all
just a matter of taste
Stop telling me the way I gotta play
Too much food on my plate
(Get up and get some)
there's too much food on my plate
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