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