here and it's everywhere I go. . I was thinking about Alicia Keys, couldn't keep from crying. When she was born in Hell's Kitchen, I was living down the line. I'm wondering where in the world Alicia
song?. That I'm not singing, I'm not singing. Tell me I'm not singing. . The schooner ship is sliding across thekitchen sink. My son and my daughter they won't know what to think. The crew has
proper stinging. The devil came and took me. From bar to street to bookie. No more nights by the telly. No more nights nappies smelling. . Alone here in thekitchen. I feel there's something missing
still runnin' in the bathtub. And I think I left thekitchen light on" Then I heard a crash, the car when splash. The compass rolled around and around. Oh, for Heaven's sake! We fell in a lake. And I
ending. we went back to her kitchen. Put the coke all in a can. Tied up a T. V minister. In walked her dad. He started drinking coffee. Too much sugar on the go. He fell dead on the floor. He
proper stinging. The devil came and took me. From bar to street to bookie. No more nights by the telly. No more nights nappies smelling. . Alone here in thekitchen. I feel there's something missing
walking Oh, but you who philosophize. Disgrace and criticize all fears. Take the rag away from your face. Now ain't the time for your tears Hattie Carroll was a maid of thekitchen. She was fifty-one
floor from the ceiling. When you get up in thekitchen nobody hotter than you. Know that I twerk it. And give you some of that worth it. Work it for daddy that's perfect. This Yonce only for you. Look at
get up in thekitchen nobody hotter than you. Know that I twerk it. And give you some of that worth it. Work it for daddy that's perfect. This Yonce only for you. Look at that ocean, can't you see it
walking. But you who philosophize disgrace and criticize all fears,. Take the rag away from your face. Now ain't the time for your tears. Hattie Carroll was a maid of thekitchen. She was fifty-one years
to back of motherfucker. Do you really want me to write a feminist anthem. I’m happy cooking dinner in thekitchen for my husband. Yeah, yeah. You can paint me any colour. And I can be your clown. But
illest,. My flow is nasty, like C Y Phyllis,. Self made G, and them bitches know the business. Relying on rap, but in thekitchen I'm a chemist,. And when I was 5, my favorite movie was "The Gremlins
kitchen and it's packed in ice. I've waited for a long time. Yeah, the sleight of my hand is now a quick-pull trigger. I reason with my cigarette. And say, "Your hair's on fire, you must've lost your wits