"Freestyled This Song While Microwaving Burritos"

(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]