Hell's Kitchen (vocal Version) Lyrics - Singles - Maxim

In Hell's Kitchen 

Elements in Hell's Kitchen 

Elements 

I've been to the land of milk and honey 

And those ingredients, they don't exist 

The origin, the precise meaning of my prayer 

Is to adapt and carry your own crucifix 

I've spend time slaving over the cooker 

Being observed by the onlooker 

Kill the lamb inside that exists 

And taken the kiss away from my lips 

Ruthless approach to holding power 

It might, but it cannot last forever 

Within my kitchen elements of desire 

Simmer, cooked, fuel my fire 

The strength understood 

Boiled down to a broth, but never consumed 

The science of my food, my lyrical styles 

Satisfy your mood 

Elements 

I'm cooking up the elements in Hell's Kitchen 

Elements 

I'm cooking up the elements in Hell's Kitchen 

Elements 

I'm cooking up the elements in Hell's Kitchen 

Elements 

Reload the elements, bring forth the ingredients 

Elements in Hell's Kitchen 

Impose thrills, represent skills 

Denotes, and show you I'm a true chef 

Enter my kitchen, we will devour 

And consume until there is nothing left 

Assume my enemies have their faculties 

And know what's fact and fiction 

My existence persistent, real evidence imminent 

Like a true Egyptian 

Come read my menu 

I'll follow through and satisfy 

With a five course lyrical 

Chew and swallow, wash down with Port 

Dessert laced with Maxim sauce 

Ain't no question, malnutrition, indisgestion is always overlooked 

The elements I cook can't be found in the 90's cookbook 

Elements 

I'm cooking up the elements in Hell's Kitchen 

Elements 

I'm cooking up the elements in Hell's Kitchen 

Elements 

I'm cooking up the elements in Hell's Kitchen 

Elements 

Reload the elements, bring forth the ingredients 

As the fire continues to burn 

So does the food upon my dish 

Lost souls swirl around the ceiling 

The stench is high like fish 

I bring forth all the ingredients, the elements 

Bake a cake and feed the multitude 

I play the prostitute in the house of ill repute 

Elements in Hell's Kitchen, elements 

Elements in Hell's Kitchen, elements 

The utensils I use in my kitchen 

Belong to me and nobody else 

I feed you complex styles of my spoon 

Cos a normal spoon, that would melt 

Glamorise with my dressing 

Nouns, pronouns, verbs are my herbs 

Succulent and edible, digestible 

Each and every single verse 

Come sip my melodic substance 

Wet your plate, drink every drop from the glass 

Everything is pulverised, double-fried 

And contains everything that's phat 

This ain't no fast lyric joint 

Unlike fast food everything has a point 

Nutritional characteristics, your brain I anoint 

Elements 

I'm cooking up the elements in Hell's Kitchen 

Elements 

I'm cooking up the elements in Hell's Kitchen 

Elements 

I'm cooking up the elements in Hell's Kitchen 

Elements 

Reload the elements, bring forth the ingredients 

Bring forth the ingredients 

Bring forth the ingredients 

Elements 

Elements 

Bring forth the ingredients 

Elements