Middle Of The Cake Lyrics - Singles - Das Raciast

[Verse 1: Heems] 

My pocket full of loud, yeah I got that Fran Drescher 

I'm straight up out of Queens but ain't no Tec up on my dresser 

Just a bunch of dusty books and a statue of Ram 

Or Hanuman, a big framed poster of Veerapan 

Yeah I spit it great, mommy move it like a snake 

We leaving the club like somebody called the Jakes 

Eating Ritalin and steak, I'm in the middle of the cake 

Belittling, little idiots who think their shit is great but it's wack 

[Hook] 

How many licks does it take to get to 

The middle of the cake? Giggle if you're awake 

Chuckle if you're asleep, knuck if you buck 

Now we counting all the sheep, baa baa baa baa blah blah blah blah blah blah 

[Verse 2: Kool A.D.] 

Let me try it 

Anything that don't match the skin color, the brother dye it 

Show promoters paying for rooms at the Hyatt 

Firewater costs a lot of bread, but heads buy it 

And keep the owner fed, peep the overhead 

This sword of Damocles swings over the coldest 

Holders of boulders and money folders 

Who sold the bread to hungry dummies at high markup 

But money is money is money is money is money 

[Hook] 

[Verse 3] 

[Kool A.D.] 

s white devil sophistry 

Urban Dictionary is for demons with college degrees 

Google ad technology is artificial karma, B 

Rick Ross on the radio at the pharmacy 

[Heems] 

If I die today, remember me like Guru Dutt 

Or anyone, tweet about it forget about it 

And then don't give a fuck. I'm feeling weird, I'm up in a rut 

Nah! PMA got me now. Picking it up!