[Verse 1]
First you'll need a bag of chips and some kind of lighter
Put the bag under some furniture and light a fire
The bag dissolves, take the lighter, take it far, done
That's how you get away with motherfucking arson
I’m a king, I’m a god, I’m the line leader
I can make a bomb with nothing but a pipe cleaner
How many kidneys you got? Go ‘head and minus one
Got no number, got no trace, that’s my kinda gun
A funeral full of tuxedos and black dresses
You fuckin’ died all ‘cause your home had asbestos
It’s mesothelioma
I’m hot like Arizona
I cause a ruckus evеry chance I get, Will Sonoma (?)
Stay at my place, I got Bеd Bath and Beyond
Heard you miss your dad, why not do a séance?
Pick up the phone, daughter’s tryna call, bitch
Made a oujia board out of cardboard and crayons
[Chorus]
Chicken and beef, beef and chicken
Chicken and beef, beef and chicken
Chicken and beef, beef and chicken
Beef and chicken, beef and chicken
Chicken and beef, beef and chicken
Chicken and beef, beef and chicken
Chicken and beef, beef and chicken
Beef and chicken, beef and, beef and
[Verse 2]
This isn’t FouseyTube, this isn’t Prank Invasion
This is all real USA tax evasion
That’s why you pay in cash
That’s why I bug the room
And got a PI feedin’ info to me on a spoon
I know your whole motherfuckin’ address
IP grabber email got me access
Lemme break it down for you into layman’s
You left a piece of your brain on the pavement
Ketamine, ketamine, the only non-placebo
That’s why I kill it in the brand deals, Al Pacino
I don’t want it to be equal, I want fuckin’ revenge
Slit throats, I want something with them, yeah
How do you make a bomb? What kinda game you play?
How do you make a bomb? What are you, CIA?
How do you make a bomb? Ain’t you a fuckin’ hero
Show you [?]
[Chorus]
Chicken and beef, beef and chicken
Chicken and beef, beef and chicken
Chicken and beef, beef and chicken
Beef and chicken, beef and chicken
Chicken and beef, beef and chicken
Chicken and beef, beef and chicken
Chicken and beef, beef and chicken
Beef and chicken, beef and, beef and
[Outro]
They want you to think
To feel, but never to know (42 cent, 42 cent, 42 cent, 2 cent man)
Places, people, it’s time to put on a show (42 cent, 42 cent, 42 cent, 2 cent man)