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lirik lagu rama kazi - hot chicken

[intro: aisha alora]
welcome to rama kazi’s hot chicken spot
can i take your order?

[chorus: curt summers]
uh, make it hot
order up the rice and put some gravy on the top
add some macaroni when you take em out the pot
you can call me curt summers, i’m knocking off your block
i’ll probably never stop

[verse 1: curt summers]
how can i run around like i’m actually humble?
i got whipped from gorillas kicking my ass in the jungle
so i got back to the hustle, passion’ll punt you
but apathy bash your frontals
you ain’t master in this bracket either pass or you fumble
i’ve been amazing since my pen and page been innovating
integrate alliteration, assonance for demonstration
hit the pavement asking for a similar assimilation
only bagged a bitty cuz she had her ass and titties shakin’
in the bas~m~nt itching for a way to fix the nation, while you b~tch behaving
bitter plus you p~ssed cuz chicks been flakin’ on your tinder datin’, huh?
desperate ass n~gga, reckless ass n~gga
white knights follow zeitgeist of these second ass n~ggas
you don’t stretch your grab but you gone get your blessing last, n~gga
get your bag bigger, every spot i got i never asked n~ggas
only adding figures to my stash so i blast jigga
schooling you through lectures
fool, i proved i do it better
it’s curt
[chorus: rama kazi]
make it hot
order up a quarter with the pickles on the top
add some collard greens when you take them out the pot
you can call for rama with masala to the socks
cook it till it’s hot
cook it till it’s..

[verse 2: rama kazi]
this ain’t rap music
this saran wrap music, delivered in packs
i’m giving you anthrax through it
block your nasal ways, the 808s are deeper than a database
the way it’s laced with dope, i mean i cut my lines with razorblades
the best alive up in a top five
rapping circles around you like the drive thru at your popeye’s
bussin’ em in the mouth until their jaws is toothless, it’s all inclusive
we’re a lawless group that’s juugin’ like suge, my dawgs is ruthless
starting mayhem, it’s the r to the a~m
i’m prison yard hard, giving you bars from a state pen
it’s one way in where i’m staying, ain’t no way out
i’d rather go chase some bank, that’s why i ain’t take the safe route
what’s crackin’, like snapple facts, n~ggas be cappin’
i’m battle tested, my average raps get a reaction
my team is evolving, repeatedly ballin’, meaning we all win
you wanted a number one, i’m here to deliver the order you called in
[chorus: appallo freed]
make it hot
order up a quarter with the pickles on the top
add the mashed potatoes have em creaming for the crop
you can hit appallo for the cyphers ‘round the clock
cook it till it’s hot
cook it till it’s..

[verse 3: appallo freed]
spit so clean with schizo schemes
been sick, so fiend, i seize when i stick sixteens
and clip mcs, they drip when i split those seams
you try to sleep on the king and i’ll swiss your dreams
the villain dies in the ring, no i skip those scenes
i’m sitting sideways, i vibe when your lips go scream
the way i rhyme is sublime, now you jits gon’ see
i’m carol baskin and robbin, make kits go cream
we fortified f~ck your 45, 44 gripping
from the 404 loci, northside tipping
on that mike jones, mics blown, pythons hissing
out the trunk of the two~tone, 24’s spinning
this that michelin grade, that finish the plate
that three stars, fees large, got you ditching your date
we renegades with the blades, in the kitchen i rate
chef supreme, disagree?you’ll be next to get ate, n~gga
[chorus: jameson sackey]
and make it mild
the sh~t is way too hot and cooked of lard, it’s kinda wild
to soak up all the liquor, extra biscuits on the side
the biggest water cup to sober up before i ride
and call for sackey ruffin, hurry up i’m kinda tired

[verse 4: jameson sackey]
and i been drinking since 5, a d~mn degenerate
about 7:30 when the liquor hit
had to write a note so i remembered this
9~0 my side up, like on some bender sh~t
boy i let the penmanship dismember sh~t
mask off if a n~gga claim he sicker like i’m pence with it
i ain’t met a vendor to contend with this, be civil
how? can’t you tell i want every vittle?
like when i was tryin’ to net off 3 0’s like kerry kittles
so f~ck all the pleasantries, i’m wherever the bread’ll be
so kazi was tellin’ me let’s get naan with the delhi yeast
masala the veggies please, now we got an understanding
man, my baby swears she super chill but so demanding
she giving me plenty ‘tude, tell i always come empty handed
but my tumi to damascus, got chicken bones and baggage
i give her adequate gassage, i love you’s and you the baddest
so henny jimmy can snap into slim and go randy savage
i’m gone

[outtro: aisha alora]
is that all?

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