Supe’s Kitchen Feat. Lex Rush

Written by Enrae L. Mercer and Alex Rush

Intro:

When I was in my grandmother's basement, as a ignorant little knuckle head
Bouncing off her muthafucking walls. Going crazy and shit. I had to contemplate
All the muthafucking ingredients, that compose of the Super King Armor!
And hence.. Where we are..SUPES KITCHEN!!!

Supe’s Verse

On this night of the hunter the mark of the monster
Take it upon ya a moment to ponder how Armor will conquer
Under the influence go bananas and bonkers
And stomp grounds of compounds that calm down
Skeletal metals they chemical compounds
Vital organs similar leaders with sports crowns
The witches meditating over the brew
I’m the ghost pepper stirred inside of the stew
Sparking your brain and blood vessels inspiring you
Seizing the lime of the light, I’m larger than life..
Peace of the pie larger the knife
Say peace to the guy when you observe in your sight
To heavy even for two arms of a knight
You knocked out armed to the teeth choked out with chord of a mic
Entrails on a plate, head on a spike
Your bones as the spokes on a custom made bike!

Vocal intermission
Hahahaaaa! Did you know that Jax from Mortal Kombat is my father?
And I studied political science under Liu Kang!
And you really not gonna believe this shit!!
But I learned to chop muthafucking heads off from Kung Laaaaaaaaaaaaaaao!!


Chorus

Grab a bowl!! Supe’s Kitchen!!




Lex Verse


My flow flames, scoville propane and ya type wack
Even if you’re my old Bay couldn’t fuck with my spice rack
So fresh, no ice pack, or preserved no expiration
Off the dome when I’m cheffing no recipes or explanation

No cappin just an exclamation, my filets are laced with different flavors
white wine lemon capers
There’s not many of ya I would cape for
Cuz I’m barefoot with contessas playing records and just eating baked goods

Play the dozens any takers?
Trinity laced with bacon
Sofrito picadillo braising
Roux is dark that’s why ya waiting
Mornay with beer we getting wasted
Why you salty? you should taste it

Herbaceous greens that’s by the cases
Inhale it so fragrant, take it in fuck ya whole day up
Plan my cabinet like picking state secretary
Rice Condoleeza but my freezer full of Ben & Jerry’s

Vocal intermission pt.2

Whole the fuck up!
You mean to tell me I’m the only motherfucker that does push ups
Butt assnaked in the rain!
That does pull ups in the arctic circle
And does deep squats at the base of an active motherfucking volcano\
This is some bullshit

Chorus
Grab a bowl bitch! SUPE’S KITCHEN!!

Supe’s Verse 2

Who in the kitchen cooking with they tooth missing!?
All challengers are welcome but they muse missing
Fuse lit then growl gremlin the ground give in
Crown slipping eyes pinching like at the booth kissing
Commence ass kicking and the bootlicking
You full fiction made up by the beautician
My new mission acute vision with the corpse ripping