Lyrics
Verse 1
Kitchen steam and a burner hiss
Midnight oil in a heavy dish
Scored a bag of saffron from a city ghost
Rolling papers thick as a Sunday roast
Chopped garlic thunder in a cast-iron pan
Washing cash by the fistful with a mutant plan
Sneakers scuffed from a rooftop chase
Old watch ticking in a velvet case
Pre-Chorus
Now the grinder starts to spin
Every brick I'm pulling in
Stack the plates up to the moon
Gonna eat this palace soon
Chorus
Heavy hands pour the gravy loud
Nothing last when the pots are proud
Yell it out from the kitchen roof
Every plate is living proof
Post-Chorus
Hah
Yeah
Mm-hmm
Oh
Verse 2
Snap a rib off a spiced-up bone
Kicking dust behind a marble throne
Ounce of basil and a cloud of smoke
Neighborhood kings all drank and joked
Pockets loaded with a golden leaf
Every doubtful tongue gon' bite their teeth
Slow burn rising in a silver room
Pass the salt and seal the tomb
Pre-Chorus
Now the grinder starts to spin
Every brick I'm pulling in
Stack the plates up to the moon
Gonna eat this palace soon
Chorus
Heavy hands pour the gravy loud
Nothing last when the pots are proud
Yell it out from the kitchen roof
Every plate is living proof
Post-Chorus
Hah
Yeah
Mm-hmm
Oh
Bridge
Brass knuckles in the pantry drawer
Hands laced clean but the knuckles raw
Cooking cousins and a broken gate
Feast or famine that's the only fate
Chorus
Heavy hands pour the gravy loud
Nothing last when the pots are proud
Yell it out from the kitchen roof
Every plate is living proof
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