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jfkfc - mankind x the deity complex lyrics

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mankind x the deity complex * “jfkfc”
[emcee(s): n8! (aka !llumin@te) and sciryl]
[producer(s): ahurumazda (of the deity complex) {original instrumental from the deity complex * “intentional identities”}]

[hook: n8! (aka !llumin@te)]
fried chicken special
fried chicken special with extra for white meat
it’s extra for white meat
fried chicken special. yo

[verse 1: n8! (aka !llumin@te)]
can i please take your order? you want a whole
chicken? we can cut it into quarters.  the other white meat
bay of pigs for the slaughter. married to the mob
four sons and five daughters survived horrors
crime bosses putting bread on your head—that’s a
chicken sandwich fed to the feds. grassy knoll
casserole, camelot, white castle host
another fashion show starring jackie o, “happy ho”
that’s the blow, that’s the sound of the beast, that’s the
sound of your bone in its t**th—bon appétit
the apple of america’s eye just got
poked like american pie. a lot of people say
when you was shot, it’s like america died and caused
the deep state era to rise. we all rise and fall
with the sun, live by the sword, die by the gun
vehicular homicide is a hit*and*run
magic bullets with triggers, the pointed
finger that had to pull it. what’s the fullest
extent of the law? malcolm x was shot in harlem, but
where was allah? a fading voice you hear from afar
when i was young, they assassinated b.i.g. and pac
east versus west, i guess the cold war didn’t stop
but what’s your legacy, homie? they say you did a lot
i mention your name, and n*ggas think about a chicken spot
[hook: n8! (aka !llumin@te)]
fried chicken special
fried chicken special with extra for white meat
it’s extra for white meat
fried chicken special

[verse 2: sciryl]
yo, let me get a breast and a wing
let me get this procession of shingles. let’s talk about this
mess, let’s talk about death in the ring
this owen hartbreak definitely stings. ahkhee, let me get a
leg and a thigh, let me get in this ride before
professionals “rahhh” and i wind up with my head in the sky
chicken strips, chicken nuggets. huh
n*ggas live in the public eye and live with this f*ck sh*t
they’re trying to twist my wig like i’m b.i.g. in the front seat
trust never lives, n*ggas live with assumptions
came for my attic, so i slid to the dungeon
crabs in a pigpen, pigs in a bucket
trust never a pig, smoke ribs, munching
hog snout for lunch, ham hock functions
cattle prods and hot brands. god d*mn, don’t
shadowbox with my hands. bismillah and amens
2pac shot in las vegas, true pop*
*lockers trying to rock stages, pop the lock off
your locker, pop the top off the potus, copper tops
pop, pop when i’m loaded, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock
[hook: sciryl]
i’ll try the, i’ll try the fried chicken special
fried chicken special. it’s extra for white
meat, right? it’s extra for white meat? aight
fried chicken special, baby. yeah

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