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)