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[Verse]
Introduced in the steam, suds on my palms,
Dish pit dreams, drowning in the calm.
Slipped on the grease, nearly broke my pride,
Had to scrub the doubt, left my ego outside.
Plates stacked high, mountain of regret,
Sweat dripping down, but I ain’t fold yet.
In the kitchen heat, I found my grind,
Flipping failure to flavor, seasonin' my mind.
[Prechorus]
Mistakes on the menu, I tasted 'em raw,
Served 'em on a platter, now they clap in awe.
[Chorus]
Outworked 'em all, left the doubters to simmer,
Knife cuts sharper, ambition got dimmer.
From dish soap dreams to the head of the line,
Call me the chef, now this kitchen is mine.
[Verse 2]
Burners on blast, turned scars into flames,
Recipes written in the sweat of my name.
Chopping up my fears, dicing every doubt,
Ingredients of hustle, that’s what I’m about.
They said I’d stay scrubbing, chained to the sink,
But I plated my passion, gave 'em food for the think.
Sauce so rich, it could pay my rent,
Every dish I touch, feels heaven-sent.
[Intro]
Burning both ends, in the heat of the night
Fighting for every inch, chasing the light
[Verse 1]
In the kitchen's glow, I lost my face
Fried dreams and flour, I ran the race
Drowned in the craft, no time to breathe
Sacrificed my soul, for the dish to succeed
[Pre-Chorus]
Echoes of laughter, distant and cold
Memories fading, stories left untold
[Chorus]
This is my fight, my endless grind
Lost in the flame, I can't unwind
Hoped to find my way back home
But I'm alone, in this stone
[Verse 2]
Cut through the darkness, sharp and fast
Skipped moments that I can't get back
Family waits in silent despair
I was too busy, too caught up to care
[Pre-Chorus]
Yearning for connections, pieces gone
A heart of steel, now feels alone
[Chorus]
This is my fight, my endless grind
Lost in the flame, I can't unwind
Hoped to find my way back home
But I'm alone, in this stone
[Bridge]
I want to heal, I want to mend
Rebuild the ties that I can't defend
To hold my sisters and parents near
Let love erase all the fear
[Verse 3]
Sacrificed my health, poured out my soul
Worked a hundred ten, lost control
Shut out the world, in my own domain
Forgot the love, forgot the pain
Gotta find a way, break these chains
Reconnect with what remains
[Outro]
This is part 1 of the rise of a chef
Details
GeneratedSep 24, 2025
Duration4:25
Style
blending a conversational tone with sharp flows. add faint kitchen sound effects—clinking dishes, subtle piano chords, hip hop; atmospheric beats with soft pads, sizzling pans—to enhance the theme., ambient, hip hop, rap, and a steady boom-bap drum pattern. emphasize introspection with dynamic vocal delivery
Credits
Prompt by
kanzo
kanzoModelAria v4
