Unmanageable

[Winter:] #Unmanageable #manageable Yeah, fuckin’ got the oven cookin’, that heat don’t lie, Flame hit the pot, that sauce gon’ rise, Whip game tight, wrist twist like a chef with pride, Whole block smell the grind when I step outside. Bread in the pan, that dough gon’ stretch, I’m bakin’ up bars, every line I fetch, Temperature high, no need to test, Got the timer on life, and I’m up next. --- [Flamez:] Fucking oven cookin’, we don’t miss the bake, Whip the vision from the struggle, turn pain to cake, I’m stirrin’ up the truth while they stirrin’ up fake, Chef mode in the trap, it’s a five-star plate. Steam in the air, that’s the dream I chase, Haters talk grease, I just wipe my face, Apron on tight, in the kitchen of fate, Fucking oven cookin’, watch the empire bake. --- [Hook – Both:] Fucking got the oven cookin’, cooking, fucking oven cookin’, Heat up the block, the block stay lookin’, Recipes secret, the money keep bookin’, Fucking got the oven cookin’, cooking, 🔥 --- 🎵 [Verse 1 – Winter:] Fucking got the oven cookin’, heat like Hell’s kitchen, Chef with a pen, every bar got ambition, Presidential mindstate, Dead Prez edition, Money talk fluent, that’s the real politician. Eminem pace, I don’t choke when I spit it, Bars cut deep like a blade when I whip it, Bake up the pain, put the truth in the skillet, You talkin’ bout beef? Boy, I already grilled it. I’m chillin’ with ghosts, Big, Pac, and them, Countin’ dead presidents, I’m stockin’ them, Flames on the stove, no stoppin’ them, My hunger got a plan — ain’t no droppin’ gems. --- [Verse 2 – Flamez:] Fucking oven cookin’, but the block still froze, Winter brought heat, now the whole city knows, From the basement dreams to the marble floors, We turned broke bars into platinum scores. Got bills in the skillet, that’s paper fried, Feds on the line but the sauce don’t die, Eminem rage with a calm disguise, I’m a word arsonist — truth don’t lie. Flow so presidential, call me Commander Flame, Checks so official, they endorse my name, Every track a bomb, every verse insane, Fucking got the oven cookin’, that’s the Hall of Fame. --- [Hook – Both:] Fucking got the oven cookin’, money keep lookin’, Dead presidents talkin’, pages keep bookin’, We don’t need luckin’, we built from nothin’, Fucking got the oven cookin’, heat stay pushin’.