Hilroy - Cook It

Cooking's 'bout the details, preliminary touches
Basil tumbles in bunches, premeditatively munching
'Bout to cook, my lady needs a dinner and she loves it when I look
I do a lil breakfast never do it by the book
Yeah I'm 'bout to cook it
Ramsay's restaurant was going broke I overtook it
I always use a grinder for my salt don't overlook it
Forgot about the barbecue and now I overcooked it
I never understood it, thought lettuce was the only green
Was humble now it's kale and crumbled feta with the goat cheese
Yeah yeah yeah I'll do it, I ain't afraid to lick a lil bit before I chew it
Sizzle in some garlic, butter, oil and my influence
Then I'll just reduce it, 'cause lyrically the flow is first and foremost 'bout the fluid
The red wine vinegar with the oil up on the salad
I'ma eat it by the gallon, when I walk in I'm italic
First an onion then a shallot
It's like I went from blue to Prussian Blue upon the palette
Lookin' for a recipe but never really had it
Paul Bunyan on a scallion, I don't just do Italian, it's just one of my talents
My knife's a rusty talon, just hit that with the stone
And now I'm sharpened like the restaurant but literally home
I'm getting calls up on the phone, they're askin' 'bout delivery
Yeah Hilroy's got the secret sauce but you know that's a mystery
Cooking's 'bout the details, preliminary touches
Basil tumbles in bunches, premeditatively munching
'Bout to cook, my lady needs a dinner and she loves it when I look
I do a lil breakfast never do it by the book
Yeah I'm 'bout to cook it
Ramsay's restaurant was going broke I overtook it
I always use a grinder for my salt don't overlook it
Forgot about the barbecue and now I overcooked it
You might overcook it, you might learn a lesson
Next week you should use a timer for the beef and stop the guessin'
Yeah don't get to stressin', you could marinade it
Leave it for a week and then you'll really start to taste it
Don't overcomplicate it, you could try sweets
You should get all of your sugar not from cane but from beets
Who's to blame but me? My PB is never crunchy
Made a couple lil sandies and I wasn't even hungry
These eggs are always sunny
But if you need to I can do 'em up scrambled or poached
Bananas on toast, granular oats and of course for the coffee a candle to roast
Competitors handle the roach, my kitchen be cleaner than most
My cleaver's in soap, and it's leaving me hope
That a non-believer like young Hil could be feeding the pope
God damn! And I could do without an oven
I could do without a ladle
I am able to do turkey without the stuffing
Without discussion I could pair it with a waffle
I could pour up all the maple, we get it shipped by the dozen
Canadian cousins, we've got a winner
So will you be staying for dinner?
Cooking's 'bout the details, preliminary touches
Basil tumbles in bunches, premeditatively munching
'Bout to cook, my lady needs a dinner and she loves it when I look
Do a lil breakfast never do it by the book
Yeah I'm 'bout to cook it
Ramsay's restaurant was going broke I overtook it
Always use a grinder for my salt don't overlook it
Forgot about the barbecue and now I overcooked it
You know that's a mystery, you know that's a mystery
You know that a myster, Hilly's got the secret sauce
But that's a mystery
You know that a mystery, you know that's a mystery

Written by:
Reuben Gazer

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