(Hook)(K Kells)
Welcome to Hell’s Kitchen, welcome to Hell’s Kitchen
Where its hell living, them hawkers dwell in it
Welcome to Hell’s Kitchen, welcome to Hell’s Kitchen
Ain’t no fairy tale ending, just survival of the fittest
Welcome to Hell’s Kitchen, welcome to Hell’s Kitchen
Where its hell living, them hawkers dwell in it
Welcome to Hell’s Kitchen, welcome to Hell’s Kitchen
Its Hot…
Uh huh
Welcome to Hell’s Kitchen
(K Kells Verse)
Uhh
N***a
Welcome to the Hell Sector
1988 baby, I’m from that Dope Era
N***gas getting bodied for jackets, that starter coat era
Palms itching for that green, Glock, 9’s in the sweater
Cause them young boys a test ya, murda happen every day
Second line it be the outcome of the D.J
N***gas getting smashed all in the French Quarters in broad day
The dope game off the rictor the coke game is parkayed
Straight dropped and watch out for them dirty cops
Who gone pull you over plant it on you, just to get you knocked
And its easier to get a block here, than to get a job
N***gas bucking for their section, with thier homies gone slide on you
Like chrome plate, but you ain't never safe
White chalk yellow tape, thats another cold case
Another t-shirt with ah face, another funeral and wake
Welcome to the city zoo, boy you gotta be ape here
And they dying to hate you, so watch your dreams
And watch them thirsty ass hoes, cause they plot and scheme
Set you up to get you snaked, cause they thirst your cream
And a bundle of that dope, ah get you smoke from a fiend
Yea the cities under siege, crescent city deceased
Infested with youngn’s squeezing weapons before they can read
Make sure you move with precision, before wiggy
Be in the section where the eulogy reads
(Hook)(K Kells)
Welcome to Hell’s Kitchen, welcome to Hell’s Kitchen
Where its hell living, them hawkers dwell in it
Welcome to Hell’s Kitchen, welcome to Hell’s Kitchen
Ain’t no fairy tale ending, just survival of the fittest
Welcome to Hell’s Kitchen, welcome to Hell’s Kitchen
Where its hell living, them hawkers dwell in it
Welcome to Hell’s Kitchen, welcome to Hell’s Kitchen
Its Hot…
Uh huh
Welcome to Hell’s Kitchen
(L.Mont Verse)
Hell is where da home is, dats where da Vic’s live
Dats where Dey sold crack, get murdered on a dope set
Ya mental doesn’t matter here, get ya brains splattered here
Youngin’s servin In dem stolen cars, strap like Metal Gear
Take pride in da murder rate, dats another cold case
Expression of a cold heart come from a dark place
Cuffed by ah white cop because of my black face, charges never got dropped
Because of my last case, courts, dates pushed back f**k I need an out date
Never fuck a p***y raw , h**s handed out breaks
N***a got his skull cracked, he was tryna clout chase
Even demons pray to god, pray they make it out safe
Ah dimension of demons, dat ah cut off ya penis and stuff it up ya mother’s a**
So ya know dat we mean it, this shit ah make da devil proud
Cause he cried when he seen it , And I ain’t in to telling lies
If I said it I mean it, if I dream it I live it
You should pray for forgiveness, (snake sound)
Flirting with a snake is a poisoness interest, flirting wit ya soul
You can lose it in minutes
Saddam in the Dungeon, ah give ya da business
Dat rat funeral I was not in attendance
Dat n**Ga broke da code
D.A made him ah witness
And Allah is my witness
So my story is written on the walls of hell
Welcome 2 Hell’s Kitchen...
(Hook)(K Kells)
Welcome to Hell’s Kitchen, welcome to Hell’s Kitchen
Where its hell living, them hawkers dwell in it
Welcome to Hell’s Kitchen, welcome to Hell’s Kitchen
Ain’t no fairy tale ending, just survival of the fittest
Welcome to Hell’s Kitchen, welcome to Hell’s Kitchen
Where its hell living, them hawkers dwell in it
Welcome to Hell’s Kitchen, welcome to Hell’s Kitchen
Its Hot…
Uh huh
Welcome to Hell’s Kitchen
(Fluke Flame Verse)
Wrist glow, sick flow, get doe it get slow
I kick doors to get more the big score
I pitch blow pure fishscale I cook soft
So you can get it hard, whatever hood, which block
Any Ave or Blvd
Your bitch go, my dick she blow
Like it fast, love it slow, canabel animal the Rock City hannabel
Smack a n**ga head off hard like playing teddaball
You want war I Doom Doom Doom, Machine Gun Kelly yall
Rats sing, I bang bang my name rang the same thang
Everywhere nobody want to see me do my thang thang
I don't give a f**k, cause ain't nobody gon play with me
That YO double P E R gonna stay with me
Rockstar got raw, big gun hot car, not far
You going to make it with me, you got war ducktape and body you fast
You gotta mean stash
Overheated only thang cool me down, is alotta cash
Whoever want it right now, we can do it never later
P**ed off u wanna die well I'ma do you a favor
Shoot you up, let the maturary suit you up
Straight to da upperRoom, fast fluke'll move u up
Screwface icegrill n**ga said he boot me up
Kill you, then I call that space shuttle to come and scoop you up
Hit u in your belly out your back, you gonna loose your guts
Said you got balls but right now
You bout to lose them nuts
Fluke Flame Hells Kitchen