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notion - cake lyrics

you fake!! you rappin for the cake…. f-ck 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-ckin 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-t, ’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-t 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-ck 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

- notion lyrics

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