Food for Thought

Verse 1:
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 MSG
Then crack you with cans of soda upside your head
It's free delivery of flavor at its 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 gizzards scissored
My specialty is an appetizer
You're hungry? I'm starvin' ya 'cause you're souped up
My evil's wonton, 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 on my Pu pu platter

Chorus (x2):
Yo, it's food for thought
These frightening rhymes
In 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

Verse 2:
You're lost in the sauce as it clots 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 peas, carrots and egg
I'm white like rice without the soy sauce
And if you hate me for that, kid, step up
End up a destroyed corpse
You're chopped like suey
The slang I drop is chewy
Mad hard, cats can't digest
The flesh is fat packed with lard
Too much gives you a bad heart
You're so gassed your ass blasted out a gastric fart

[Chorus x2]

[Necro]
I start cooking with a low flame
Then increase till you're deceased
With your brain on the floor looking 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 you 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 x2]

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