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letra de pound cake (remix) - young scholars

[hook]
cash rules everything around me
c.r.e.a.m. get the money, dolla-dolla bill y’all

[verse 1: rakey]
cake, cake-cake cake-cake, cake
rakey is here so you’ll forget drake
i’ll address drake, i’ll impress drake
you’ll accept jake, this is check mate
young scholars soon be getting dollars
euros, pounds, pesos and any other offers
what you offer us, don’t bother us
said what you offer us, don’t bother us
heard me say it twice know so you know i meant it
soon see my name it lights, so i’m never pretending
unless you commending, or you’re getting us trending
i’m sending shots, drenching, and creating your ending
i’m only defending, not intending, just venting
gotta get it out of the system, self-cleansing
standing here presenting, what’s just the beginning
not the ending, us two rap scholars are truly ascending
not sinning, even though it’s tempting
not sipping, unless the wine stemming
from the blood of christ, not religious
just wanted to witness rhyming so precise
i hope that ain’t a crime i’m dying for advice

[hook]

[verse 2: rakey]
he had a benz while i had braces
but i got all the rappers singing my praises
you have pound cake but i’m burning it by the cases
see the prices raises to see me on the stages
while you learning how to speak mandarin
i’ll be earning off the beats that i’m hammering
spitting fire you ain’t handling, have em scrambling
staggering, damaging the beats they manufacturing
you gathering praying at church for your life
hoping that the spoken word ain’t a knife
k!lling man and wife, that’s some bad advice
like you messing with the grim reapers scythe
yeah, put my boy fabio on the track
he’s a rap scholar and he’s about to prove that
if you disagree then you can tweet @
handsomefabio he’ll tweet right back

[hook]

[verse 3: handsome fabio]
we’re going in this is not the sequel
this is a real mans version of a true prequel
the story of two persons not quite equal
to y’all, second coming of the beatles
you’re feeble, compared to you i’m rap royalty
i’m a top dog call that a royal beast
i’m eating rappers, that’s a royal feast
i’ll take the kings crown that’s regal thief
no glock, hands up like it’s 12 o’clock
as a baby i escaped a cot
grown man tryna out run a cop
life ain’t a book so i write my own plot
never stop, where’s my recognition?
thought i had a vision it’s a premonition
never losing sat in first position
i’m the key and the beats the ignition
in addition, i spark just before i write
the verses do it for me, don’t need a light
couldn’t write, learned it overnight
just so i could say to you goodnight

- young scholars

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