歌词
(Intro)
Against the clock, that digital stare
Three minutes tickin', gotta fill the air
Microwave hummin', a hypnotic beat
Freestylin' this song, for somethin' to eat
{Rap]
Belly rumbling, fridge lookin' bare
Dinner options, slim to none, I swear
But wait, there's a bag in the freezer's embrace
Two frozen burritos, destined for a race
Words flippin' and floppin', like beans in a can
Rhymes comin' together, better than I planned
Spittin' metaphors hotter, than that cheese I adore
This burrito symphony, can't be ignored
[Rap and Sing]
The tortilla's crispy, the filling oozes out
Salsa and sour cream, conquer any doubt
Every bite a victory, a taste bud explosion
This frozen feast, deserves a standing ovation
So next time you're hungry, and inspiration's low
Just fire up the microwave, and let the rhythm flow
Who needs fancy kitchens, or a chef's brigade?
With a little creativity, a masterpiece is made
(Chorus)
Against the clock, that digital stare
Two minutes tickin', gotta show I care
Microwave hummin', a hypnotic beat
Freestylin' this song, for somethin' to eat.
Against the clock, that digital stare
Two minutes tickin', gotta show I care
Microwave hummin', a hypnotic beat
Freestylin' this song, for somethin' to eat
(Rap)
The tortilla's crispy, the filling oozes out
Salsa and sour cream, conquer any doubt
Every bite a victory, a taste bud explosion
This frozen feast, deserves a standing ovation
So next time you're hungry, and inspiration's low
Just fire up the microwave, and let the rhythm flow
Who needs fancy kitchens, or a chef's brigade?
With a little creativity, a masterpiece is made
(Bridge)
Maybe it's the hunger, maybe it's the heat
But this microwave rap, feels kinda complete
A testament to laziness, and rhymes on the fly
Who knew frozen burritos, could inspire such a vibe?
(Chorus)
Against the clock, that digital stare
Two minutes tickin', gotta show I care
Microwave hummin', a hypnotic beat
Freestylin' this song, for somethin' to eat
(Outro)
Ding! There it goes, my culinary prize
But this burrito anthem, will forever mesmerize
A microwave masterpiece, a hunger-fueled rhyme
Born from boredom and burritos, one glorious time
[end]
(Outro)
Ding! There it goes, my culinary prize
But this burrito anthem, will forever mesmerize
A microwave masterpiece, a hunger-fueled rhyme
Born from boredom and burritos, one glorious time
[end]
