Cee - Cake lyrics

You fake!! You rappin for the cake.... f** THAT man! uhh its what it is.... its notion, cee for.. [Verse: Notion] This is not one of those songs, where you know the track Coz you hear the sample, & it mentions "Cake" im gon' spell it out Then ya must know, im never tempted with that & you realise I never bluff or hesitate to rap Dont be attemptin on that, son you majorly whack You spit about it dawg, so they went & paid you in crack Once ya gone homie there ain't no replacin' ya back Your music is goin no-where you should be facin the facts So ima run ya thru the motions, catch me breezin ahead Wit Marley's gatt, shoot ya arm leg, leg, & arm head Yo, just talkin silly B, I will shoot you lyrically Spiritually destory ya, uh, im illy & sinnicle, see! So now, ya feelin me, ya heard of me son I listen to the illest, coz I pre-fer to be one Thinkin "Cake", is tryin to commence all of ya muhhf**in learnin son Coz wat eva ya'll be sayin's, never hurtin me none & you playin' portrayin ya lines, that are steel capped So un-real, you gotta be a dummy to believe that! [Verse: Cee] Aight bruh, I'mma kick it to 'em a lil' somethin' like this, let's do it Yo, sick of being broke, dog, tryina live rich Money, money on my mind, I'm feelin' capitalistic Nowadays the kid driven, on spittin' for chips and On some Baker's Delight sh**, 'bout the (cake), bread and biscuits (yes sir), Stick shift, Lexus 350 RX, all black like the ash from the Phillie And the stereo phat so I'mma put some Lil' Wayne on it (ya dig) It ain't my birthday but the (cake)'s got my name on it Yeah homie, oh sev, stick with me Me and Bekah, Notion, Dope Sauce, no sh** he Got it locked, been poppin' but the fans wasn't ready Now he do it son, eatin' good like Ian Hewitson with the (cake), f** with me y'all It's nothin' and I think the scrilla kinda liking me Sometimes I find it in the bed where the wifey be Yeah we cool like that dog, and we about the (Money, money, money, money, money) Gimme scratch, lace the track, it's a hit, we gone