L-Biz - Trapped In The Kitchen Lyrics

Uh, uh, uh
Yeah
We just tryna get it right
Pardon my page turns
Ez what up
Yo
See I deserve a Stellar Award for how I spit the gospel
Lines equivalent to substance ingested through nostril
Catch you sleeping on my like you checked into a hostel homie
Trust me it can get hostile
Hear bullets buck in an instant like Brady's retirement went
Styles P with Billy D, gangster and a gentleman shit, penmanship
Might lead me to the Hall Of Fame next
Getting paid to rhyme but ghostwriting pays an insane check
Pardon my strange flex
But bragging is paying for it
Made enough off of a chorus, to pay a year off the mortgage
Little nigga catch up
Cause I ain't slow, watch my dividends grow
Found my Chi, now I got that Bruce Leroy glow
My flow is monstrously menstrual the way the pen bleed
Ride the beat like a ten speed
Watch me do me
Who he
My name is L-Biz, punchlines tailored hit hard as Meldrick
But heavy weighted, watch the scale tip
This that fishscale flip
So for this potent substance, I need some loaded luggage
That's duffel bags packed with thousands and thousands of hundreds
Miles upon miles I'm above them
Ironically I'm from the low still
Peep how that gut punch felt like an uppercut huh
Get it, low steal
See how I'm swinging off on y'all
And I'm just breathing, please don't make a nigga cough on y'all
Go head bet the house, and watch me go luxury loft on y'all
Shit can get ugly like them outfits made by Boff on y'all
Ugh
Yeah, remember that shit, I'm really that slick
Cold blooded and rock solid, I'm really that brick
Go cheer for a stand up nigga
Ha ha, that's it
See how I captivate the crowd girl, you know you love it
I'm just trapped inside the kitchen tryna cook it up
If you ain't heard about a nigga, you should look me up
Triple W dot iStayBizzy
If you feel me won't you come and shop with me, shop with me
Uh, uh
I'm just trapped inside the kitchen tryna cook it up
If you ain't heard about us baby you should look us up
Triple W dot Sangria Five
Take a seat, have a sip, catch a vibe
Uh
Hey
Salute to the gang
EZ
Slim Gus
Heavy
Nard Dibi
Hustle
Glenwood Boogie
Diggs
DC I see you boy
Yeah
Zell what up
One Dream
This is the preview of a new band
A preview that carries the prediction of even greater achievement
For it's leader, Desi Arnez
After successfully mastering two careers
Leading man of the New York stage
And star of the screen
Desi has now embarked upon his third adventure
And we're confident that in a very short time
You'll be hearing allot more about
Desi Arnez, and his orchestra

Uh, uh, uh
Yeah
We just tryna get it right
Pardon my page turns
Ez what up
Yo
See I deserve a Stellar Award for how I spit the gospel
Lines equivalent to substance ingested through nostril
Catch you sleeping on my like you checked into a hostel homie
Trust me it can get hostile
Hear bullets buck in an instant like Brady's retirement went
Styles P with Billy D, gangster and a gentleman shit, penmanship
Might lead me to the Hall Of Fame next
Getting paid to rhyme but ghostwriting pays an insane check
Pardon my strange flex
But bragging is paying for it
Made enough off of a chorus, to pay a year off the mortgage
Little nigga catch up
Cause I ain't slow, watch my dividends grow
Found my Chi, now I got that Bruce Leroy glow
My flow is monstrously menstrual the way the pen bleed
Ride the beat like a ten speed
Watch me do me
Who he
My name is L-Biz, punchlines tailored hit hard as Meldrick
But heavy weighted, watch the scale tip
This that fishscale flip
So for this potent substance, I need some loaded luggage
That's duffel bags packed with thousands and thousands of hundreds
Miles upon miles I'm above them
Ironically I'm from the low still
Peep how that gut punch felt like an uppercut huh
Get it, low steal
See how I'm swinging off on y'all
And I'm just breathing, please don't make a nigga cough on y'all
Go head bet the house, and watch me go luxury loft on y'all
Shit can get ugly like them outfits made by Boff on y'all
Ugh
Yeah, remember that shit, I'm really that slick
Cold blooded and rock solid, I'm really that brick
Go cheer for a stand up nigga
Ha ha, that's it
See how I captivate the crowd girl, you know you love it
I'm just trapped inside the kitchen tryna cook it up
If you ain't heard about a nigga, you should look me up
Triple W dot iStayBizzy
If you feel me won't you come and shop with me, shop with me
Uh, uh
I'm just trapped inside the kitchen tryna cook it up
If you ain't heard about us baby you should look us up
Triple W dot Sangria Five
Take a seat, have a sip, catch a vibe
Uh
Hey
Salute to the gang
EZ
Slim Gus
Heavy
Nard Dibi
Hustle
Glenwood Boogie
Diggs
DC I see you boy
Yeah
Zell what up
One Dream
This is the preview of a new band
A preview that carries the prediction of even greater achievement
For it's leader, Desi Arnez
After successfully mastering two careers
Leading man of the New York stage
And star of the screen
Desi has now embarked upon his third adventure
And we're confident that in a very short time
You'll be hearing allot more about
Desi Arnez, and his orchestra