Eat Right G-Side

Alex Dionisio

Hello, back up in it, chop, chop, chop, chop
Doing it big, cutting it with the produce I got from this lovely spot, international fresh market, baby
I got some jams too, it’s the quince, don’t wince, it’s delicious, could have been apple jam but it’s not
As it happens I got this lotus root, kiwi
Pomegranate, it’s the bomb, bombastic shit, and these hot peppers, habanero
You don’t know what the fuck I’m talking about though, bam, bam, bam, bam
So hot it’ll make your knife sizzle, it’ll make your fingers just itch and itch, especially if they’re in their eyes, and damn you’re gonna cry, wash ‘em after
So nice and lovely as I’m dicing on the spot
Ya like it? Well I do, I hope you do
Dang, I got these flavor packs, and it goes in the bowl, shit, this food is whole, makes you swoll, but not in a fat way
But fat, speaking of, tells you you’re normal, but tone it down, you don’t drive 80 all the time, do ya? Nah, I didn’t think so, as I wink, yo, at you
You know how to eat, so stop fucking around and come on down to lovely town, stop being in the dumps; how do you get by? Just anticipating your next high? Up to your neck, you’re gonna die
You’re in quicksand, you’re gonna sink fast, bam, bam, bam
Hot, hot, hot, orange habanero, take that, there you go, go, go, dang
Revolutionary, innovative, and you need to read more through your peephole, so you can see more, damn, that’s a name too
And I don’t blame you, look what they taught you, how they trained you, bam, bam, bam
Damn, I am so glad, glad, glad, in the bag, stuff it in that fridge or freezer, taking on an edge, I please ya, and I need to, the flows are sweetest and
The stew I make, beautiful I say, mm, it’ll make your mouth water, clear your sinuses, I’m your highness, bitch, uh
Ferocity, yo yo, this fast velocity, chop, chop, chop, [?] nah
Damn, I’m so damn hot, you wish you could be like this, but you’re just dang not, I’m in the dang spot
Yo, my homemade hummus, all types of beans and with the radishes, and with the dried fruit, damn, I’m glad it’s this, excellent, eh, eh, eh, eh
Taking it out on this beautiful pepper; you got the black pepper? You got the crushed red? I love this, mm, mm, yo
The guyabana, I got the flavor, the sweetness for the oatmeal, oh yeah, dang, man, I go on and on without the music, without it too it’s clarity, and oh my greatness, Alex D is gonna spray his spit, yeah
And what else do we got? Lotus root, chopped, chop, chop, chop, chop
Damn, so damn vicious when I hit this with this German knife, get the German rye and learn this right, [?]
Bam, bam, bam, yo yo, the starch, starch, starch, dang, you need this now, now, start
And I can go without that hick beat, I’ll just extend it later, my friend, so pay this a visit, give it your attention
Chop, chop, chop, chop; obnoxious? Nah, nah, nah
Now, here we go, before I was eating, now it’s speaking while preparing these veggies into pieces, dang
Take the time, you would be on your phone, but you could be at home, making delicious food like this ‘stead of being a drone, hoe
Yo, pick up that book, yo, yo, yo, and spit like a crook like me, yo, yo, yo

Back, back with the music; what you know about that rice and beans? What you know about that mashed potato, there, there, there
Right there, take that you beet, beat, beat, beat, golden beets, damn, with the purple ones, damn
Blam, I told you ‘bout jam, the jelly, yeah some sugar but better than the oil, it’s disgusting, fuck that shit, yo, damn, damn
Yo yo, ‘cause it’s like there, there, there, uh; can you hear me? Bam, bam, bam, on the Southern guitar, preaching it, I’m leading this shit, yo, the pack I mean, this rap’s obscene, you know what I’m talking ‘bout
How about the whole grain, the whole wheat pasta? I can’t believe that you know not what I eat, papa, motherfucker
Yo, and that line about being fat, um, so yeah, being fat, that’s what is supposed to happen when you eat like that, but do you wanna drive your car eighty miles per hour all the time? No, sometimes you go slower, you drive eighty all the time, bad things are gonna happen to the car, ok, tone it down, lose that weight, or else you’re gonna get fucked
Purple beet, forget about it, slam, slam, slam, slam, slam, slam