I toe the line between the innocent and the guilty. I tread the space not met between the light or the dark. This path of the everyman. I am society
We all wear faces of kings, wisened images of majesty. Yet we're all one and the same, our facades ever pushed to schism. We recite bitter poetry, scorning
If this is all there is; and compassion's but fleeting in a sea of mediocrity, We'll tread water in futility. We're all nought but fucking ragdolls to
go, or where i stay, dont do it then im gonna do it my way, (just keep on movin now, just to keep on movin now) I gotta get this cake and get it today
's labelled an acrobat You need to resign or take a spring break First you was hard, now you're soft like a ice cream cake Try to compete with the elite
Found a balance in positives and negatives Like laser beams, (?) couldn't (?) with these maimin teams Foes stunned with bait, never hate All you rhyme about is the cake
can get away with it Put the work in the trunk and hit the interstate with it Trying to get a piece of the pie a slice of cake with it keep it real till
They're all the same All got a claim on Pieces of me... Chorus : Ev'rybody wants a piece of the action, Ev'rybody wants a slice of the cake. Ev'rybody
I sneaked into the kitchen in the middle of the night, And I found a chocolate cake and I cut it with a knife. Twelve pieces I did cut. Eleven of them
It's the brown child, better version of the story Sees Conji, a sister, mother played by Tori In Astoria, kid named Tiki took the cake The greens and
Breakfast, black coffee, one slice of dry toast No butter, no jelly, no jam Lunch, just some lettuce, two celery stalks No booze, no potatoes, no ham
fi, banner di lola an deal wid di case Go do bogle dance, an mek up yuh face An mek yuh mate know yuh hav a slice of di cake Cah yuh battyrider, it a
rain a major blizzard..leather alligator lizard i Talledega race any challenger name a didgit even if on the slightest you take a smidget or dare touch my revenue i slice
eatin' right Got bags under my eyes 'cuz I ain't sleepin' right Even if I ain't beefin' I gotta keep the pipe You got cake, I'mma eat a slice, nigga! [
fight but i'll hit you with the knife instead. Or put that red light on ya head, and have led poppin' out the toaster like a slice of bread. I can handle
dice, been gettin scrilli Back in your city like "give me that twice" Stay gettin cake and I know they hate I won't give 'em a slice Up in the mornin
flaunt like drugs ours Sky's the limit, so we fly and touch stars Fuck y'all, no good full of hate niggaz Rush up in your spot, where my where the cake
snake" Type of nigga that get mad over the moves you make Look at the rules you break You choose to hate, shake your friend when he loose his cake You