The Warm Up

Call me Jens the Chef, I be whipping in the kitchen
 I whip up a rhythm with 'em hindering my vision, I listen
 I don't need my sight cause I hear and feel the fire
 And I desire to feel the music that I admire
 Refrain from lame claims, and don't always aim for the fame
 Insane brains of few, may lay a path for new days
 People always want new, that's the name of the game
 I gain and maintain, while all of y'all stay the same
 Been with these lads through thick and thin, struggles overcame
 I'm grinning wide when we hang, because we winning again
 Let's talk about my name, Inouye comes from my quarter Japanese
 Put 'J' at the end, and I begin to rap on beats
 I'm out here chasing my dreams, while y'all be napping in sheets
 Leave me in peace, because I be
 Creating cryptic scripts to depict like hieroglyphs
 I spit sick shit through grit and wicked wit
 I never quit, I'm quick to pick and mix kits
 Picture this, perfect fits, little clips of riffs to get lit with my clique
 Lifting spirits effortless is my inner gift, ya dig, I'm deep
 I reap the benefits of success, you reap the struggles of less
 I'm Japanese blessed, yeah I got that shit tatted on my chest
 Inouye family crest, I don't rest
 Cause sleep is the cousin of death
 I've been bottled up for too long, longing to be colossal
 Without belonging to the normal society
 And that's the irony, ya see
 I used to always want to be like thee, but now I'm just tryna be like me
 And I'll continue to do so
 When us three come together it's like a triple threat
 We bring the heat wherever we go, what else would you expect
 Who's up next
 It's us on a quest to best the rest
 Daniel, Santana, and Jens the Chef
 Coming at ya with complex lines you'll need a G.P.S to find yourself
 Hey yo chef, let me get this one time fool
 Rappers, I monkey flip 'em with the funky rhythm that I be kicking
 Musician, Brazilian whipping the civic
 Mos definitely part of my inspiration
 Nas put the New York state of my mind towards my creation
 I can't help the poor if I'm one of them
 So imma get rich, give back, to me that's the win-win
 I got to stop with the sinning, and change my ways of living
 So I can make my similes curve
 With my spoken word, and change the world for the better
 While getting this cheddar on the way
 I'm something like a young Hov in the making
 Don't get it mistaken, as long as I'm alive, his throne is for the taking
 And I'm like Liam Neeson only got one Reason to become the Top Dawg tonight
 And we gon' get it right
 I'm like the illest cat you ever seen on the scene
 The way I be acting like Wu-Tang scheming for the C.R.E.A.M
 And if you listen closely these rhymes is like poetry
 Forcing me to outline you squares like geometry
 And I'm just being honest tomorrow is not promised
 Whether you from the streets of Chicago or Botswana
 I thank Black Thought
 For giving me the armor to become the strongest warrior
 Increasing my euphoria in this dystopian world that we call life
 If you think you know me then you better think twice
 My cadence like immaculate conception
 Produced a demigod in a second, turned it into a lethal weapon
 And cause mass hysteria
 The criteria for my area of expertise ought to be scary to ya
 Words so grimy make cats like Nas think that it was written
 But my mind is different, so I had to change the way that I'm spitting
 The way that I move, like never before, my mind is my sword
 Always fighting for peace, but always ready for war
 You ready for more
 Just be on the look out for the ruckus
 Imma bring up when I'm up in New York, New York
 Aight, look, one two one two, I let the beat breathe, check me out
 Look, ay yo this artificial talk, homie I'm getting sick of it
 Put the guns down, run the fade, settle the differences
 Blueprint of the decade is owning businesses
 Y'all talk gun shit, ain't done shit, so listen quick
 Rappers come to my shows just to take notes
 I put holes in most, now your soul meets the holy ghost
 Tell your homie guard your energy at all cost
 Cause fools on the side praying that it get sabotaged
 These fools act a lot, bro you talking smack or not
 They denying when confronted, so imma blast my shots
 We do this the easy way or the hard way
 Just know I'll leave you stargazed every time my A.R sprays
 Everyday in my life feels like I'm climbing hills
 That's why the weed in my blunt louder than siren drills
 Eating ceviche, brief case stacked with cheese cake
 Y'all waiting on a tax return just to eat three plates
 Y'all talking gangster, but really y'all just some uncle toms
 If hoes really want the smoke, lets get the rumble on
 I light my morning dutch, then I take a morning bucks
 Running pockets like red lights, I thought warned you fucks
 Y'all really thinking I'm killing beats, I'm just warming up
 Smooth innovation coming at ya like it's Tesla trucks
 This just the warm up, so we swarm up like bees
 Hornets forming warnings that you out of our league
 Turn this shit to Columbine, it's a catastrophe scene
 You crying to your mom, taking pics with no teeth
 Like ahhh mom he's bullying me
 Hey bruh you like 25 though, damn that's crazy
 Yeah fool run me that lunch money
 I'm hungry like somebody took the food off my plate
 These songs you feeding these fools is weak, it's like a two dollar steak
 Talk to me crazy imma cough on ya face, ya coffin awaits
 Fuck out my face, walk on ya grave, remember your place
 Bust your head with a spade, that's all imma say
 It's just the cards I was dealt
 Like Batman got the tool on my belt
 I'm riding shotgun while we robbing
 It's your chain or your life, ain't no other option
 Gather up green like I'm the goblin
 We repping westside but we ain't even from Compton
 Salt Lake on the map, we putting Cali. in the back
 Damn, this some Mortal Kombat
 Hey yo Sonya, let me put it on ya
 I'm just tryna bone ya
 Liu Kang with the flame thrower
 Spit the bars like charizard
 You fools weak like magikarp
 This my park, we came to ball, too many bars you can't catch 'em all
 I wanna be the very best like no one ever was