Rude Love (Cook It)

Yeah, its on that rude love tip
Its not what you think, yeah

Rude love got it cooking
Looking good with fresh appeal
Everybody wanna come around and act like
Maka's what you gotta feel
I feel like love is life
Life is love and I love this fight
Started at the bottom but I came up right
8 years strong, not over night
Code name, man of rude
Dubbed like a knight, now I can come through
Feeling alright and I cannot lose
I got two rude gals, no need to choose
Got ink, on my skin
No money in my pocket but I always win
Who would have thought that I brought this in
A new born style without a twin
Was underground for quite some time
Then I flipped and changed my mind
Thought about what I truly liked
Mixed it in and it came out right
My medicine an infinite dose
Administered on the West Coast
MD blaze through the smoke
Let me tell you little something RudeMan no joke

Rude Love, got it cooking
Yeah, we gotta cook it
Rude Love, got it cooking
Yeah, we gotta cook it
Rude Love, got it cooking
Yeah, we gotta cook it
Rude Love, got it cooking
And now we know you looking

Up in the kitchen
Cooking your last meal
We talking no requests
We make our own deals
We independent made
We slowly getting mad
Silence not the answer
Now back to breaking bad

So beautiful, its suitable
But y'all don't think like that
Its beautiful, so suitable
But y'all never act like that
You gotta look back, on a fine taste
And embrace the moves you make
Cook it up nice, but prep is key
When I'm spitting it in your face
I got a second course, with a lot of force
And I haven't even served the main
Burn your brain, an uncommon strain
Flash back to acid rain

Rude Love, got it cooking
Yeah, we gotta cook it
Rude Love, got it cooking
Yeah, we gotta cook it
Rude Love, got it cooking
Yeah, we gotta cook it
Rude Love, got it cooking
And now we know you looking

That sound still lingers
Flowing potent, but its rare
With a shock of real riddim
Who going give em what is fair
I got ammo, no camo
I'm putting it up, you drag it in
I'm giving it out I got oxygen
I give it to your girl
Then you walking in
Audio coke and she like to smoke
A little rude style wearing nothing but a coat
Got hope, want it in the club
And that there is the rudest love

Up in the kitchen
Cooking your last meal
We talking no requests
We make our own deals
We independent made
We slowly getting mad
Silence not the answer
Now back to breaking bad

Rude Love, got it cooking
Yeah, we gotta cook it
Rude Love, got it cooking
Yeah, we gotta cook it
Rude Love, got it cooking
Yeah, we gotta cook it
Rude Love, got it cooking
And now we know you looking