NohaBeats - Recipe (NohaBeats Remix) lyrics

Marchitect I got drum kicks in the mix, my drum sticks in my chick Cause she's thicker than thick like when you mix the Bisquick What more can I say, except everyday I'm known to be holding pot like Rachael Ray The way I cook a flow I might need a cooking show The top of a building I'm strictly crushing pink cookies though The 49ers, we chef it up with a buzz man Since we was 13 like a backer's dozen Jas Mace Before I even start a verse I season the beat first And let it sit a couple days in the marinade As the flavor sinks in I get ready to begin Grab a pad and a pen put the ingredients in Then mix it ‘til it's hot, there's a lot you don't see That goes on behind the scenes like a movie screen Like the preparation, sweat and dedication Make sure it's all good for the presentation Hook This is how to cook a cla**ic up The ingredients for a cla**ic cut The beat got flavor and the rap is tough But the fans are so hungry that it's never enough The DJs are on it and they're mixing it up It's just the right blend to have you turning it up No matter if you copped it or you're burning it up The way we're heating it up, they just be eating it up Jas Mace This the organic, no preservatives are needed Fast food emcees, y'all can keep it And leave it on the shelf it ain't good for your health No artificial flavors we're official major And labeled as kosher nobody comes closer To a home cooked meal that makes you feel how you're supposed to So no matter how you dice it When it comes time to cut it, we let DJ SLICE it Marchitect My flavor splash on your speaker like a dash of paprika So the new ish can rock from Delaware to Ma**apequa I wrote it at the kitchen table Two syllables away from when I'm about to diss your label We're over top of y'all like an apron And dwell up in your temple like the great Mark Macon Bringing home the bacon like police chauffeurs Y'all dudes are small like mini me's hors d'oeuvres Hook This is how to cook a cla**ic up The ingredients for a cla**ic cut The beat got flavor and the rap is tough But the fans are so hungry that it's never enough The DJs are on it and they're mixing it up It's just the right blend to have you turning it up No matter if you copped it or you're burning it up The way we're heating it up, they just be eating it up