Chef Mal - Waven Lyrics

I Step over bitches
I murder these dishes
Chef in this bitch
An I break all the dishes
I've got me the genie
Fulfill all these wishes
If you wish wrong
Then get left in the kitchen

I'm pulling my sword and I'm lacing my chucks
I drink from my cup then I'm filling it up
F*ck all my lyrics, I murdered this trash
A couple of axes, aluminum bat

I'm going to war like Atilla the Hun
Paint on my face and I paint it with blood
You bite like a bug I shake out my rug
I got you all wet now im pulling the plug

I'm tired of cooking
I'm tired of looking
I'm tired of putting
The whisk in the pot
I'm tired of chopping
I'm tired of talking
I'm tired of faking
I'm giving a f*ck

I reach in my stomach, presenting you guts
Enough with the lust, I'm just looking for trust
I've been bitching an moaning an stomping it out
I mean look at my hair, I've been tearing it out

I'm playing with magic these cards in my deck
My demon is held by a hex on my chest
If you show weakness, he's ripping through flesh
So I give it my all and I give it my best

I don't wanna f*ck, don't wanna get f*cked up
Just wanna love, do drugs in the bath tub
Ride on this wave, go longer than the last one
Jump on the wave, get lost in the bath tub

When you front it's like your coming from the backyard
Grab glass shard I slit you so fast you hit the grass hard
This be the anthem I'm turning it up
Blunt in the air as I'm grabbing my nuts

Too many nights do I stare at the moon
That's when I'm prime an I'm making my moves
I'm looking for something from davy Jones Locker
If you think I throw shade, I go 50 shades darker

The rich are in charge, politicians in pockets
Republicans keep reshaping the map
An Us as the people have illusion of choice
We gotta step up an let em hear our voice