Kitchen - Intellectual

[Intro: Nate Kyei]

Woah, yeah

Aye turn me up a little bit

Yeah, aye

Look at god, yeah

[Verse 1: Nate Kyei]

Two beams, right at yo' head

Chain on my neck be the color of lead

I be the goat like I already said and y'all sounding softer than pillows on a bed

Wait

Y'all better come with your best

Like CPR we might air out your chest

Whole 'lotta red like you just failed a test

Got a whole 'lotta birds at my crib like a nest

I don't give effort

I don't give effort, wake up and finesse

Know you can't rap by the way that you dress & my shooters hit shots from the east to the west

Hit up the scene

Hit up the scene and I make it a mess

You can't compete so just give it a rest and I don't need a blessing, I'm already blessed

I just be flexing no fitness, making cash I'm a business

Eating beats for a living, yea I killed it, it's a given

Wrist work in the kitchen, wrist work like magicians

I do it all, I could never be beat so don't limit me to a position

[Verse 2: Different]

Yeah

We are not in same positions

You know that I am just different

Cheffing this beat, I stir it in some grease in the kitchen

Look at my wrist, yeah it's flicking

Flicking so clean man you thought I was whipping since me and my peers were called children

Since me and my peers got them whippings

Now that you get it, my flow get to switchin', switchin'

Switch it

I never write anything like this

I never made anything like this

Come with me, take a trip

Fully loaded, gone off the shits

These squares got me seeing shapes

Irony comes from the face

Irony comes from the fake

Wait

My mind is out the right state

Ain't talking state like in countries

I'm talking state like position

Position like what my mind wanting

Position like when I make points

Position like I place them points

Position like weed in a joint

Position the weed in a joint

We in this joint

Yo' girl I annoint

Yo' girl you annoy

Yo' girl I just use her like toys

Yo' girl just make them appointments

To put her mouth where my groin is

She just love it, she enjoy it

Yeah, we are not in same positions

You know that I am just different

Cheffing this beat, I stir it in some grease in the kitchen

Look at my wrist, yeah it's flicking

We treat this beat like the kitchen