Текст песни Wok and a Hard Place - Postmodern Picard

Stuck between a wok and a hard place
Yeah I said wok, this is hell's kitchen
Can you cook a meal to save face?
Yeah, keep wishing, and quit your bitchin

Here we go, time for round 3
Where I sear your ass and serve it with some brie
A nice char to show you're a traitor
Get out of the kitchen, you're just a hater
I serve taters with a side of ketchup
You serve naysayers with a side of mess up
Cause they can't do anything right
Serves them right, can't show off your might
With that setup you've got, I'm fed up
With the supplies you have, and I won't let up
Until you buy some better gear, tight
Handles, sharp knives, they won't bite
So work me up an appetite
Prove yourself worthy against this fight
This is iron chef incarnate, what's your move?
Looks like this bitch has something to prove
I'm in my groove and you're out of your element
And that's a double entendre, do you need a filament
To see that? elements of the oven
I'll stew you like i was in a coven
Turn up the temp, it needs to raise
Add some seasoning and braise
I doubt your food will get any praise

Stuck between a wok and a hard place
Yeah I said wok, this is hell's kitchen
Can you cook a meal to save face?
Yeah, keep wishing, and quit your bitchin
Stuck between a wok and a hard place
Yeah I said wok, this is hell's kitchen
Can you cook a meal to save face?
Yeah, keep wishing, and quit your bitchin

Face it, no one does it better than me
Slice you in two and add feta cheese
Braise for twenty minutes, this is where he
Would make the mistake of adding peas
These atrocities don't fly overseas
Pickle your ass, turn you into kimchi
Or sashimi your ass, turn you into sushi
I can make you into anything juicy
This is food wars, not talking the anime
Little fucker, what did you just say?
You think this is gonna go your way
You're in my house, get out the driveway
Hit you with my cast iron skillet, hooray
Now the deed is done, we can eat and partay
So think twice when challenging me with food
How rude, you better learn your place, dude
I'm spanish, i'll turn you into guacamole
I'm italian as well, turn you into a cannoli
The possibilites are endless
Just know if you cross me, it'll be unholy

Stuck between a wok and a hard place
Yeah I said wok, this is hell's kitchen
Can you cook a meal to save face?
Yeah, keep wishing, and quit your bitchin
Stuck between a wok and a hard place
Yeah I said wok, this is hell's kitchen
Can you cook a meal to save face?
Yeah, keep wishing, and quit your bitchin

Yeah keep wishing
And quit your bitchin