Dj Khaled - Hell’s Kitchen lyrics
rate meCold world, cold world
DJ Khaled
Yeah back from the dead
Like Michael Jackson in red jackets
With naps in my head
Who's white or black
It's a rare package
Get smacked if you said
That I'm neck and neck
With these square rappers
My guest room's got platinum plaques
And an air mattress
No time for furniture shopping
Too busy burnin' you
Watching you learning you
Word to Pac I'm plottin to murder you
Should of thought and occurred to you
My next album flop
Then I'm gonna pop like Nelly
With tops dropped on convertible Porsches
Born sinner not burning no crosses
Might burn a couple bridges
I'm losing by double digits
I gotta do somethin
Fightin' depression
I'm trying my nigger
But every time I think about it
I'm cryin' my nigger
Cried myself to sleep
On thousand dollar sheets
I reek of the scent of a vendetta that's deep
I'm playing for keeps
But you ain't think I'd bounce back
They love to hear black nigger
Count stacks, count stacks
Forty thousand in my pocket, you see it?
Another twenty on the way, you see it?
I got a fist full of dollars, you see it?
Five hundred for the Js you see it?
I get money out the ass, you see it?
I thought I'd never see the day, you see it?
They put a price on my head, you see it?
But they don't ever have to pay, you see it?
I fell down on my knees and yeah I prayed
Cause heaven seems a million miles away
I dreamed of all the things that I would say
On that day
But for now I'm cooking up
In hell’s kitchen, hell’s kitchen
Nigger fuck you and your fake well wishing
Now get out of hell’s kitchen, hell’s kitchen
Tell my story I'm just hopin they'll listen
Cooking up in hell’s kitchen, hell’s kitchen
Nigger fuck you and your fake well wishing
I get out of hell’s kitchen, hell’s kitchen one day
Omission's usually
An admission to guilt
Hari Kari yourself
All the way to the hilt
You get nothin no love
Zip zero zilch
We don't mention you lames
Man i’ll be pleadin' the fifth
There's a Judas in every crew
Concealed in a kiss
Kiss of death let's put the rest
All to tedious bits
Fucks sake you niggers
Emanate a feminine traits
Bitch nigger when could never relate
No cause man you
Niggers is birds
You learn that at bird school or somethin
You eaten that bird food or somethin
You sick with that bird flu or somethin
That's my word
Cause everywhere I turn
When folks I known for years
That couldn't pronounce my name
And asking me for pics
There's something bout this game
It's somethin for the bitches
It's somethin for the bitches
Forty thousand in my pocket, you see it?
Another twenty on the way, you see it?
I got a fist full of dollars, you see it?
Five hundred for the Js you see it?
I get money out the ass, you see it?
I thought I'd never see the day, you see it?
They put a price on my head, you see it?
But they don't ever have to pay, you see it?
I fell down on my knees and yeah I prayed
Cause heaven seems a million miles away
I dreamed of all the things that I would say
On that day
But for now I'm cooking up
In hell’s kitchen, hell’s kitchen
Nigger fuck you and your fake well wishing
Now get out of hell’s kitchen, hell’s kitchen
Tell my story I'm just hopin they'll listen
Cooking up in hell’s kitchen, hell’s kitchen
Nigger fuck you and your fake well wishing
I get out of hell’s kitchen, hell’s kitchen one day
