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Lyrics
[Verse]
Chef hat tilted, I'm the wok's new ruler,
Soup pot bubbling, aroma’s a jeweler.
South in my veins, spices in my soul,
Chopsticks clackin’, got control of the bowl.
Egg drop drips, like a Jackson Pollock,
Kung Pao punch, got the crowd in a frolic.
Szechuan sizzle, tongue doing the tango,
Food court fame, I'm the culinary Django.
[Chorus]
I’m the Kitchen King, hear the oil sing,
From the South to Beijing, I’m seasoning everything.
Flavors on a fling, every dish I bring,
Bow down to the chef, let the taste buds ring.
[Verse 2]
Turn the heat up, flames licking the pan,
Soy sauce splashin’, I’m a one-man band.
Ginger in the mix, garlic doing the twist,
Dim sum dreams on a southern assist.
Collard greens dance with a wonton fold,
Fusion so hot, it never gets cold.
Fortune cookie wisdom, written in steam,
Every dish a masterpiece, a foodie’s dream.
[Bridge]
Cajun and Cantonese, a marriage divine,
Gumbo meets dumplings, flavor combine.
From grits to rice, every grain precise,
Serving soul on a plate, yeah, that’s my advice.
Details
GeneratedNov 28, 2025
Duration1:28
LanguageEnglish
Style
gritty with syncopated drum patterns and sparse piano hits, rap, bass-heavy, male vocals
Credits
Prompt byMelodyKernel27
ModelAria v5
Prompt
I am a chef from South making soup and Chinese food in the food court, male, rap
