cake you're amazing 🏃‍♂️and the beat is so gooooooooood, i died⚰️

after having actual emotion in my last song it's nice to just spit lol.

lyrics <3: 

drop the creamer in that bitch, real sugar fuck splenda
no heat, yo drop season a cold winter
so bitta pretentious niggas wanna be realer
hello kitty fashion killa
bedroom rapper no one flows illa
light one for dilla
another one for nujabes
6 additional for the villain
i wear influences on my sleeves
embedded in me, im a beacon
ima dream
im a god 
ima king
it aint a thing biitch
why these niggas on my dick wit no pause
double cross, then double back, get slapped by the hand of god
bbrrraaat
lil bitch i showed yall rap
ay who know around this bitch, flow this cold on tracks?
i see you got a little buzz now yo bros all gassed
better fly low, ill still get u stung wit a gat
who told you suck a dick with the passion of an activist 
it’s cake bitch, the livin antithesis to a pacifist 

bitch
bitch 
bitch
bitch
etc.

sugarcannon 🌈 [spotify]

what a real butterball

featuring the one and only Cake! https://soundcloud.com/hicake


butterball, huh..
psycho killer bite the talking heads
mic killer the UAGH, white coco dealer sellin blizzards o sawdust (it could not get realer than this) yeah, and u fish filet wickas get pressed like panini, sword sliced the air i pulled out the nana, the bitch made’s get flicked we the best that’s on my nini and my opa and my, third eye open wide, that’s on my chakras
say it witcha chest don’t get congested, crumpled up rumpelstiltskin fortresses, convicted of four raw felonies, the test is, the funny thing is, nah i ain’t gon say shit yo ass gon get offended HAHA,
yo auntie give the wettest neck, that’s proba, bly, the reason i’m more of a fa ther figure to ya, knockin at ya (sound effect) na we don’t call collect, yea we neck slicers big dice rollin, ain’t no pig gon sniff round my truffles, big rounds in the duffel, i got my ducks in a row, duffy, yeaint takin mine till i’m on death row, dummy, AUGHHH

new bag, im splurgin it
who’s gal im flirtin with?
suck my dick so good im like got damn! you dirty bitch
good job, pat her on the back
got dreads now the white boys think im sellin crack ohhh nooooo
walk the bullpup, gas powered, goin for a stroll 
pitchin blue wit the jesse pinkman hello kitty phone
el camino - zoom zoom 
two hundred fifty k that i blew through 
homicide investigation, blue’s clues
revive a nigga, need a Who’s Who
die rise, die lit
new blick, die bitch, silence.
keltec out the Benz CLS
gettin money nigga, visa vi - vamanos pest
duke nukem in a dress
perfect dark falcon 2, it’s suppressed 
DK mode, wit yo giant ass head (UGLY ASS NIGGA)
fuck a bullet, this a cannon ball, rachel alucard
unidentified man at large, stay in, lock your doors
harry rogers how i stay wit bars
i don’t play at all nigga get up off my dick
michael b jordan boutta play me in a motherfuckin biopic
costarring noname as my bitch 
ughhghggghgggg
cake!

BUTTERBALL (feat. Cake!)

MSCAKE - FELIX 2

prod. https://soundcloud.com/shooturself
https://soundcloud.com/inkyxp

casting spells! (prod. inky)

spider's web xP (prod. korusai)

feat. https://soundcloud.com/mspaintboi
prod. cake!

cardamon <3 w/MSpaintboi

colorblind out now!
_

i cant even fit the lyrics

rockin on this shit i put rockets in my lunchbox, little rock in my shoe, kick em out told em to go get the toolbox, monkey wrench a bitch boy dressed in rick got this bitch drenched send me the beat ima drag it to my desktop
buckin on this shit like a horse pockets is incredible, set off a flare send me a message morse code,
some of these people is poor unh cuz u can’t do nun with that pencil
i been countin up the points
stockin on that boy
christmas stockings on the floor
pyeom rockets at that boy, rockets at that boy
wait, wait wait
i put perkys in my spinach
lurkin in the dark then we hit a mark 6 ima go cash out my winnings
huhhhhhh, i done gave that boy prescriptions i done fucked up on my lenses i don’t focus on the bitches, (gibberish idk)
two pack in my drawers lifted
is u kiddin me, riddle me this, how u get so broke that quick, hm, busy as a beeotch drownin in my piss, piss, pissin on that bitch, bite a chunk right off my bitch, double dutch my neckalace, i been hearin all the shit you talk, wock, trix, sip drank, piss stank, kissin cups, hit my membrane, browsing trousers on the internet, bowser flame, hide the shit before the pigs come browsin in this thang, come browsin in this thang, i been sippin on that drank
wait, wait i thought the song’s over, wait i have to keep rappin, AUGH
crazy like a cat lady
i’m batshit, bet my pistol taste like laffy taffy
bitch taste it, face this, move matrix i’m floating though your field of vision space coupe with the lasers
inject the slime into my blood i be slidin with my slugs never on time its no rush for me, bitch i know my thugs will die for me-kinda guys ima know for life-lined up poles on me got stripes, tony tiger i put two tone diamonds up up on my ice ice ice ice,
baby i had to pay the price, she lookin at me i said aight, cool fucked this bitch all night, then she told me i changed her life ooh she trippin talkin all night,
i told her ima dark magician, she used to be a devout christian,
doubled up my digits switch it up bitch, rick owens on my butt, i don’t owe a bitch shit, huh, what the fuck
oceans of the juice sippin, leaf blowin dat lil bitch away, forrest gump ima run this shit, YEAHH
with my two color switch stuck in the spectrum don’t know, what these boys spectin i still up the scope in position, medusa head my shoes, sippin on some juice swear it be talkin to me i’m attentively listening
pissin on these bitches, i be pissin on these bitches, i’m too pissed for this shit, bought a new wrist for my bitch put a bitch on top of that bitch, thats a bitch… sandwich
i’m actually colorblind by the way, deuteronopia or something like that, i don’t even know, don’t send me those fucking circle things though, swear to god
at this point you don’t even have to listen you can just, you can just turn-you can just go to the next track bruh, i don’t even care, ight whatever, i’m goin
lay.. serz i seeing straight through yo hologram, bitch, yea we heard, i said give me some space like an alien,
wait, i need to drop some classics wanna feel like i’m killacam, bitch, stirrr the pot i finna give u this purple potion this purple potion, yea this purple potion
dis shit hurt, tired of carrying the whole game on my back, i already got all these boulders on my neck, come on, you can’t even copy my tracks, she gave me the sloppiest sack, dih bih get to hoppin like its a potato race, fuck is up with that, fuck is up with that
i focus on the bag, i give a little bit, back to the rats, 
i ride with a touille, eat up, the kaas, feel like i’m remy, i suck up on ha tit, hm, (TURN IT UPP) beatin the booty up with my bat, reachin right through me like i am vision bitch i step on solid grass, couple steppas big sippas yea we known for breakin up the glass, i been giving big bands backhand to a bitch, look like, mrs pacman this a big ass ratchet for my hands here hold it, lil pissant kiss ass, throw some rocks on my boys lookatem glisten

casting spells! (prod. inky)

lulamoon <3

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