The Recipe
g-beanz Lyrics


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Suck it through a straw
My name is g so see of course,
I got my slogan not a hero like hogan, I'm from downtown
A flower child of the truest kind, of the clear blue eye

Of the fresh squeezed jive mind
Time to tick, turn off the clock
Tell by the shade, work the lick and then I dig the sun
The sensei, the teach, the talk, so listen up soon

Ingredients won't fit in
The cup or the teaspoon
So dig on, check your list twice, spread stuff, wassup
Yo check it again

Know what's in my pen
And you still want to front
Go ahead be that jury
But it poor see

I got more in store for ya
I got more in store for ya
I got more in store for you
I got more in store for you to lunch on

Brewin' in the night kitchen
I'll be stirrin' strings to spell ya
In the cauldron like a witch and wishin' on the stars
Of my eyes of my sight

'Cause I'm outta sight daily
And nightly I'm giggin'
So stop gigglin'
Step to the bartender

Slide us some sauce
Yeah, the specialty
The recipe, ain't gonna tell me no
I got the specialty, ain't gonna tell me no one

I got the specialty, ain't gonna tell me no one
I've got to keep on moving
I've got to keep on moving
I got one a proud pony ride

I'll ride till I die
More crunch than nestle's
Yo who is this guy, I think I saw him on stage
Stage a show unlike any I seen before

Got cool guitars strings and all contacts to call
Hey, hey, hey come on y'all
Bust some ups and some downs
Bust a hoot from the ground

Louise tore me up eh yo how'd that sound
She made me walk from Chicago to the gulf of Mexico
Fished out my pond and slept with my girl so
Blues at sunrise what a way to start the day

Juannes so rough that they're like sandpaper
To smoove out the edges as I
Flow like water from sink, drain, river to sea
Whip the butter

I got the recipe, ain't gonna tell me no one
I got the specialty, ain't gonna tell me no one
I got the recipe, ain't gonna tell me no one
I've gots to keep moving

I've gots to keep moving
I got chicken heads I got lanky legs
I write lyrics so sloppy it's like a different language
I got olive oil and I got spinach

I toot pipe like popeye, smile like grimace
Flip like the hamburgler, 'cause it's correct
'Cause I know why it all costs so much
Bet on conversion

Got all my words in my composition book
My honey in the nooks and crannies
I sleep in my jammies and special sauce is jammin'
So much stuffs in the flavor

The recipes all in favor




Say I got to keep on moving
I gots to keep on moving

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to "The Recipe" by G-Beanz are a mix of nonsense phrases and rhyming lyrics. At the beginning of the song, the artist describes himself as a "flower child of the truest kind" with a "fresh squeezed jive mind." He urges the listener to "dig on" and "check your list twice" to understand the ingredients that won't fit in a cup or a teaspoon. The artist refuses to disclose the recipe, describing it as a "specialty" that no one can replicate. He declares that he has more to offer and will keep moving forward.


As the song progresses, the artist talks about his experience in the music industry. He describes brewing in the night kitchen and stirring strings to connect with his audience. He urges the bartender to slide him the "specialty" sauce and describes cool guitar strings and all contacts to call. He reminisces about the ups and downs of his career, including a painful relationship with Louise and a rough journey with Juannes.


Throughout the song, G-Beanz reveals his determination to keep moving forward, no matter the obstacles he faces. The lyrics are a blend of nonsense phrases and rhyming verses, creating a whimsical and entertaining song.


Line by Line Meaning

Suck it through a straw
Drinking something quickly and eagerly.


My name is g so see of course,
Introducing myself as 'g' and emphasizing that it's obvious or expected.


I got my slogan not a hero like hogan, I'm from downtown
Having a catchphrase that sets me apart, but not trying to be a hero like Hulk Hogan. I come from the urban area.


A flower child of the truest kind, of the clear blue eye
Being a child of the counterculture, with an honest and pure outlook.


Of the fresh squeezed jive mind
Having a creative and lively way of thinking.


Time to tick, turn off the clock
Realizing that it's time to get to work and focus on the task at hand, ignoring the notion of time passing.


Tell by the shade, work the lick and then I dig the sun
Understanding the time of day by observing the shadow, completing a task, and then enjoying the sunny weather.


The sensei, the teach, the talk, so listen up soon
Referring to oneself as a knowledgeable person who can impart wisdom, urging people to listen.


Ingredients won't fit in
Acknowledging that there are too many things that need to be done or included, making it hard to fit them all together.


The cup or the teaspoon
There is no easy solution or quick fix for the problem.


So dig on, check your list twice, spread stuff, wassup
Take time to evaluate the situation, double-check your plan, and figure out what needs to be done next.


Yo check it again
Urging someone to double-check their plan, emphasizing its importance.


Know what's in my pen
Being confident in the quality of one's own writing.


And you still want to front
People still question the value of what I'm doing.


Go ahead be that jury
Acknowledging that people are free to judge me and my work.


But it poor see
Implying that their judgment is lacking or misguided.


I got more in store for ya
Having greater things in mind for the future.


I've got to keep on moving
The need to continue working hard and moving forward.


Brewin' in the night kitchen
Thinking creatively while working late at night.


I'll be stirrin' strings to spell ya
Creating something special or magical through hard work and a creative approach.


In the cauldron like a witch and wishin' on the stars
Working hard and making wishes or hoping to accomplish great things.


Of my eyes of my sight
Having a clear vision of what's needed to succeed.


'Cause I'm outta sight daily
Working hard every day and making progress toward success.


And nightly I'm giggin'
Continuing to work hard even when others might be taking a break or resting.


So stop gigglin'
Urging others to take things more seriously, emphasizing the importance of hard work and dedication.


Step to the bartender
Approaching someone who can help or provide guidance.


Slide us some sauce
Asking for assistance or help with a particular task or challenge.


Yeah, the specialty
Referring to something unique or special about oneself or one's work.


The recipe, ain't gonna tell me no
Having one's own special approach or method, and refusing to give away the secret.


I got chicken heads I got lanky legs
Emphasizing one's unique and individual characteristics.


I write lyrics so sloppy it's like a different language
Having a unique and unconventional approach to writing music.


I got olive oil and I got spinach
Having a unique combination of ingredients or attributes that make me special or different.


I toot pipe like popeye, smile like grimace
Having a unique and singular approach to life, influenced by popular cartoon characters.


Flip like the hamburgler, 'cause it's correct
Taking a unique approach to solving a problem or completing a task, even if it seems unorthodox.


'Cause I know why it all costs so much
Having a deep understanding of the value of hard work and the cost of success.


Got all my words in my composition book
Having a complete and thorough understanding of one's craft or area of expertise.


My honey in the nooks and crannies
Having a deep and personal connection to one's work or craft.


I sleep in my jammies and special sauce is jammin'
Being comfortable and confident in one's approach to work, even if it's unconventional.


So much stuffs in the flavor
Having a unique and complex approach to music or other areas of creativity.


The recipes all in favor
Having the right combination of ingredients or attributes that make one successful.




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Written by: GARRETT DUTTON

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