Rhythm Kitchen

[Verse 1: Jamesy Boy] I walk into the party, a mansion in the sky Hints of burning weed, shimmer in the peoples eyes Looked over to the kitchen, preparation of a feast Pretty lady with a meat clever, had a chicken by the feet The DJ was spinning old school beats Puff the magic dragon, from ’63 She stood outside on the balcony Like a Lilly in the sun Offered me a sip of her tea Said, “If you want to have some fun” [Chorus: Jamesy Boy] Welcome to Rhythm Kitchen Life is delicious We got everything you want It’s the house of good livin’ Some come here to remember Some come here to forget Please make yourself at home This is the best that it gets At Rhythm Kitchen (At Rhythm Kitchen) At Rhythm Kitchen (At Rhythm Kitchen) At Rhythm Kitchen (At Rhythm Kitchen) [Verse 2: D Smoke] Heaven said cook em’ a dish with a pinch of that groovy Mixed with some originality It had to be stuff in cupboard or touch of some lovin’ Plus about a dozen kick drums It’s uhm, something like lunch time, I’m uhm, stumping, like drum line Rhymes fall down from sky, young minds Find it fun fucking frying French fries If it means I can buy a clean mic Make me sound butter, better, bubble sprite Better blow, better grow, huddle tight Set the plan, run the play, if I recite A verse that's been cooked on the stove with open flame Chef Boyardee, Smoke the name All my ingredients organically locally grown, that’s closer to home Propane, grill order, charcoal pit Stay out my kitchen, it’s hardcore shit [Chorus: Jamesy Boy] Welcome to Rhythm Kitchen Life is delicious We got everything you want It’s the house of good livin’ Some come here to remember Some come here to forget Please make yourself at home This is the best that it gets At Rhythm Kitchen (At Rhythm Kitchen) At Rhythm Kitchen (At Rhythm Kitchen) At Rhythm Kitchen (At Rhythm Kitchen) [Verse 3: Jamesy Boy] Mouthwatering Livin' like a king Last I remember She was holding me I drank that tea My body started groovin’ My feet felt every beat I could smell the pie and pudding And the sizzlin’ duck confit She grabbed my hands and twirled me ‘round Was floating on the sea Looked me deadpan in the eyes Said, "Gotta let go if ya wanna be free" [Chorus: Jamesy Boy] Welcome to Rhythm Kitchen Life is delicious Everything you want It’s the house of good living Some things I can’t remember But I sure won’t forget I made myself at home It was the best that it gets At Rhythm Kitchen (At Rhythm Kitchen) At Rhythm Kitchen (At Rhythm Kitchen) At Rhythm Kitchen (At Rhythm Kitchen)