You fake!! You rappin for the cake.... fuck 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 muhhfuckin 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 shit, '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 shit 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), fuck 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