2 Kitchens ft. Shao Sosa & Lone Wolf and Kub Lyrics

Ooh Child

Tip my hat like I'm Kung Lao

Y'all better get up on that woosah

Trick calm down before we freak out

With that woo-hah

Bust a geek out

Did the streets out

Like Goddamn

These fools trippin

When my lil man

Get to movin' wicked

Shit break down like it's

Fuschnickens

Who trippin?

Cook a mofucker, need two kitchens

Rinse em all out like I'm doin dishes

Needa Cool it Now like New Edition

If the call about bands

I'm Mr. Telephone Man

Gotta rollover plan

If it's gettin outta hand

Bombin on the beat Vietnam

Bloodsport, feel like Vann Damme

Homies pushin pebbles for the rock Bam Bam

No Flintstones and no gemstones

No palm trees, just concrete

And I'm good now, but I been broke

So I break bread with my kinfolk

And my limp cold thru all ten toes

It's a iceberg in my shoe soles

My word is bond, no loop holes

Done leveled up since the group home

We done leveled up

I'm ready for combat

Go and set it up

This is full contact

Get ya bell rung

I can see the contrast

Between us

Gotta run the wrong path

To meet us

Ima demon, a heathen, a beast, if I breathe on the beat, extinction

Please don't leave me a reason to RIP anything that's breathin'

That'd be their last exhale, when they see us in the area, Bechtel

Two chirps on an old Nextel and we back in the books countin up net sales

Flim flam no tolerance, matter fact hold hands with the opposite

Try to live life honest but dealin with piranhas

End up in shady shit like congressmen

And only dead presidents representative when you have no faith in executives

So all the moves we makin' in the present tense

Keep us on pace to erase the trend

I am not yo negro

And not yo friend

Get put in a box

Tryna box with the pen

Needa knot in my pocket

Lookin at the future

Like lookin at a profit (prophet)

We not gonna stop it

Ain't no quit in us at all

Stuck to the block like a post in the asphalt

Comin' out these bars with the crowd like it's last call

You don't wanna see the Lone Wolf go Sasquatch (Hell Naw!)

When we bigfootin', get them hats off

My crew rushin', no Putin, just a bandsaw

Y'all wood on the bench and we good with the wrench

That's why we bring tools to the dance off

Two steppin' like a DUI road test

Y'all buildin'? We pyramid, Imhotep

Get the pieces in place

Then we breeze through the race

Hold the belt

Then pass it through the whole set