Hey! Renegade - Chef Ren lyrics

I bust bars to beats check the alliteration
Mortal Kombat defeats, Tekken obliterations
Is what these others will face if
They get in my way tryna stop my shine with
All that mental precipitation
Your brain's a little watered
Down from the fakeness
That garden hose-like mind needs
A little greatness rinse it out
Let Chef Ren serve you up a plate
From my lyrical buffet and
Fatten your mind state
3000 calories per day is what I'm serving up
It's written on a page hope this
Satisfies your urge for lunch
Now wash it down with punch, make it Hawaiian
I filled the famished with food
For thought with my rhymin'
And rap's getting wack now
I made perfect timing
An example for the youth when
I'm in the vocal booth
I blurt these words out
Through the gap in my mouth
And I'm speaking on the truth
Not getting caboose although I want some
I spit this from my heart and not my Johnson
Earthquakes happen when I'm A Town stompin'
A Town meaning angels not yet in coffins
Wayne inspired me to rap
Naa I'm just joshin'
I turned the radio off no
Need for shock jockin'
Listened to some Sade and
Got to lover's rockin'
The opposite of bra and bottle poppin'
I added special herbs to the
Recipe to get you mecha-chompin'
My rhyme books like a stove
Top cookin' up gourmet meals
Forget the others
'cuz they nothin' but Foreman grills
It's like bacon grease how I
Let my ballpoint spill
Although the stove's hot
These flows give you shivers and chills
Go "Burr" like Gucci Mane matter fact grab
The fur coat off of Pootie Tang
The opposite of global warming
Apparently when my lips brush the
Pop picture rain pouring
I can go all day with the braggin'
Shoot you with some name tags
With my Don Cannons but I only got about a
Minute there's only one Popeye
There ain't no spinach left
I had to pause for a sec
Because I'm out of breath
Oops I did it again
No Britney comparison and I'm going in
Less Lil' Wayne, more Errol Flynn
If you allergic to Ren
Then take some Claritin
'Cuz ima be around for awhile
Three minutes can't even explain
My difference in style
Rapping means more than money to pile
'Cuz I can have my stacks
Fat yet nothing but frowns filling my face
Rappers are road runners in a paper chase
Yet I take a steady pace
Remaining in first place
Infinitely rich in self worth
I'm spreading messages without MSG to
Boost your health first
Better than Boyardi, maybe even Uncle Ben
Aunt Jemima ain't touchin' this
Not even Chef Marilyn
I'm cooking up classics better than wonton
Soup ain't my specialty
Instead check out my melodies
Musical veggies, call them Casey or celery
Better than Rachel & Martha is
What they'll be tellin' me
Check out my rhyme book in the produce aisle
Ren's killing hunger pains
Bringing vegan's smiles