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Its UK Hip-Hop but not as you know it...
Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #9,980
Peak in subgenre #5,570
Author
Mink-C/Devize
Rights
Mink-C/Devize
Uploaded
November 29, 2003
Track Files
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MP3 2.8 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Lyrics
menu maniac, add it to the lexicon
do my track and eat my pork scratchings like a mexican
thats right food, its all good....shits ill
fix my grill in a restaurant and order up a mixed grill
when it arrives I ain't got time for parlaying
a little more pepper sauce on my steak...DAYUMMM!
grab a plate of animal and devour
when i say shits gravy i mean meat stock and cornflour!
skinny bitches give a fuck what ya think
cos i'm gobbling down the plate of meat like the shit don't stink
restauranteurs know me, like the cut of my gib
if i'm full get a doggy-bag and stick it in the crib
this ain't your average rap about drugs and the coppers
in my car i often stop and pop my choppers round a whopper
you don't stoppa, i'm just a hip-hopper fillin my eyes
love nothing more than a 20oz T-Bone and french fries
vegetarians just like to fuss and cuss
thats just means theres more meat for the rest of us
as for pizza, shit man, now ya talkin
i'll have some ground beef topping, pepperoni is the pork on
and wash that shit down with a cold can of brew
catch a fish in my mouth, like them seals in the zoo
if I take a girl out on a romantic date
better not go to the toilet or I'll clear her fuckin plate
its mink-c, it may sound like I'm rebellin
but I love german food, like bratwursts and frikkadellen
play it hard but when i smell a roast dinner i go weak
go mad and start fiending, like a kid from mozambique
hop up and down, eat my food in a job-lot
offer me a low-fat meal I'm gonna bust ya spot
I ain't no salad eating hippie spittin vegan vows
god wants us to eat meat thats why he gave us cows!
wave ya placards in the street, i just find it sad
join ya march dressed as a veal calf eatin a kebab
fish and chips its like a british thing
i'd sooner eat a plate of it than going to the gym
finish off my meal with a fat joint and i'm buzzin
a joint of roast lamb cooked slowly in the oven
then I do roll a spliff, and let my mind meditate
oh shit i got the munchies, raid the fridge and i'm straight
thats right I'll eat up every fuckin thing in your house
clear ya fridge likek a bailiff, drink ya famous grouse
once I did some baby sittin for some friends of mine
'help yourself to some food' they said 'drink some wine'
well it didn't need repeating, i started fuckin eatin
ate until the minkster couldn't fit up in the seat and
looked for more food but theres none there
the kid was sittin there lookin hella scared
aw fuck, i can't eat a kid thats way too drastic
licked my lips, got some tin foil and grabbed the bastard
heard a key in the door, put him down so thats okay
because the stupid motherfuckers brought me back a chinese takeaway!
hey hey hey, then i needed a shit
blew the pan like krakatoa when the earthquake hit
its like that y'all - and ya don't stop
give me my veal, lasagne, nacho, tacos and a pork chop
yeah give me all that shit
