Submitted to OCR as well. Hopefully it'll meet arrangement standards (it uses pieces of chop chop, cake, and toilet). If not, however, here's the track.
You like rap? I made this in that old school RZA/Wu Tang style. you might like this.
http://www.swamisound.com/navi-parapparemix.mp3
lyrics and shit
at a young age cooking with kerosene
pan fried apple green, recipes in magazines
top chef, before home ec
developed his own tech to keep the dough fresh
and keep the flow wet, keep the stove running
deliver hot wraps, had to preheat the oven
word got around, other chefs were summoned, but someone
stole the whole book and left the kid with nothing
he got jaded fast,
first showcase might have be the last,
forecast icy, fire's not pretty if it
leads to meltdown in the chocolate city
but it's all in your mind,
chop that beat, make em hit rewind
fry those rhymes, sautee that spinach
it's all in your mind, souflee these critics
cause it's all in your mind,
chop that beat, make em hit rewind
fry those rhymes, sautee that spinach
it's all in your mind, souflee these critics
rematch, they all went livid
back on the scene, no props or gimmicks or
obnoxious microwaved toxic dinners
it's the wholefood certified slop apprentice
lines so sweet they could drop a dentist
homebrew king when he topped the guinness,
whoa, stop a minute, he's skipping through his life
in that old kitchen p-p-pushing to the limit
he let that perculate,
made a new track, wasn't worth the plate
behind his back, new beef increased steaks
hotshot foes saw time to hate
caught him at a demo of a ginsu blade
waylaid, assault and pepper sprayed
took the bread made, plus the grade A green
that he grew with his hands and the money he saved
but it's all in your mind,
chop that beat, make em hit rewind
fry those rhymes, sautee that spinach
it's all in your mind, souflee these critics
cause it's all in your mind,
chop that beat, make em hit rewind
fry those rhymes, sautee that spinach
it's all in your mind, souflee these critics
kick, punch, they found him bleeding
stewing in the kitchen, boiling pot steaming
hand on a whetstone, blade tip gleaming
hurt me, I'm gonna cold turkey these demons
seething, not seeing clearly, nearly
poisoned a fan with his hands so filthy
bad boy of the culinary sciences went
trashed all his appliances
it went south, lost all the hype
numbness and gout and the stove won't light
plus he can't taste now so he rots in waste
took his name off the menus top slot disgraced,
Moved for a change of pace, ditched the rhymebook
Didn't even try it as an amatuer line cook
Ten years drank beer sank into misery
Bake out, takeout, shawshank imagery
Till one day when he's old and gray
scar on his tongue's long faded away
so he tries to spray, surprise when it sizzles
Like kid I missed you
cause it's all in your mind, air out the fridge
and the light will shine, maybe one more time
he can spin those tables with another homebrew fable
but it's all in your mind,
chop that beat, make em hit rewind
fry those rhymes, sautee that spinach
it's all in your mind, souflee these critics
cause it's all in your mind,
chop that beat, make em hit rewind
fry those rhymes, sautee that spinach
it's all in your mind, souflee these critics