Strangers - Ultimate Umami (feat. Lyrics Born) Lyrics

Like life it's sweet but it's a bitter sweet
Not too sweet but sweet and sour
With a salty lean a little black pepper
Some pepper flake ghost pepper greens celery
Onions and Carrots baked with some butter beans

First bite senses take flight then it's another thing
Notes of the earth and the air in your watered drink
How'd they get that macha in there? And how's it bubbling
I thought I saw a tentacle slithering wet and buttery subtly troubling
But I've been wondering as to muscle discovery
Due to shells I'm uncovering with barnicles stuck to em
Just worried that the tusks will bite back when I'm going in
And I don't want to chip a tooth On a bone broth with bones in em
Not even the bones of an alien found on homes in andromeda
Where carnivorous plants give off the flavor of fauna
That they've digested by chance and that gets harvested off em
So you can sprinkle your lamb with little stardust particles

Presentation? Looked like string theory
Inter dimensional geometrical
Extra-terrestrial architectural design
When they asked the critic how it tasted he responded fine, it's fine.
That motherf*cker must be out of his mind
Which can happen with the mushrooms that they add in the grind
And some other mystery powder from time to time
Proprietary superfine sour like lime
F*ck up ya time line line after line
Temporal tempura served in a clay pot singing out a sura
Maybe 13:35 favorite of the purists
Its perfect but let me get a taste of yours
What's this?

Je chasse l'épaisse fumée couleur café,
Inhale ce puissant fumet beurre boucané,
Des flammes de plusieurs coudées sous le clapet,
Le gras d'un texte fumant sur le drapé,

Ça crépite sous la cloche, le flow est vif, c'est marqué à la torche,
Choc thermique, brûle dans l'azote, puis fini à la broche,
C'est bouillant sur les bords, collant sur l'écorce
Brûlante, le cœur coulant sur le top, gluant sous la coque,

Première bouchée, c'est le tsunami,
Deuxième, t'es au bout de ta vie,
Troisième, tu en boufferais toute la nuit,
Tel māmāliga pour la Roumanie,
Le diable et la Tasmanie,
J'suis dans mon Ultimate Umami,

Comme arachide et patate douce, Le combo est magique,
J'ouvre la bouche, trinque à la vie, des punchlines à la louche,
Extatique, la salle est full, J'ai la rime volcanique,
En mode ratatouille, orgasmique, mon rap, ma soul food.

My voice box like soy sauce or hoisin
Drop in like coin slots, sip like robois, and I slice opps,
Like Candied yams, I never come empty handed,
I'm a fancy man, wearing antique gems,

Boo boo I'm too cool, new Shoes, & new suit,
All Bright green like yuzu, or the letters on Hulu,
All 4 food groups, Bamboo Shoots, and soon Doo Boo
Fruit loops with yoo hoo, turned the moo juice a blue hue

LB's confectionary, my sweet tooth legendary,
Swear it's gon put me in the cemetery dead & buried,
Here lies a liar, cremate me in an air-fryer,
Lyricurl Activated spray it, no hair dryer,

Sesame seeds whatever the recipe needs,
Infesting your feeds with delicious pictures of me,
I'm tasting her feet morsels like nestle,
Girl besame mucho while I'm basting these beats