Take the Cake

Lord Digga - “Take the Cake”
[Emcee(s): Lord Digga]
[Producer(s): The Bluez Brothers (AKA Lord Digga and Norm)]
[Scratches: [?]]

[Verse 1: Lord Digga]
Watch me
Eliminate and execute foes like a hitman
With automatic burial grounds thanks to quicksand
‘Cross this land, I rock nonstop
You can break my legs, but I’ll still hip-hop
I “Drop Science” like Craig G, and you’ll be
Begging for my autograph like he said in “The Symphony”
You gets no sympathy from me, so flee
Or get paid by this ‘tic
I’m sick in the mental mindstate
You’re crumb-snatching ‘cause I took your cake

[Pre-Hook: Sample with Scratches]
“That’s right, y’all. Clap your hands, y’all” - Sample from Lord Digga on Masta Ace Incorporated - “The Mad Wunz”

[Hook: Lord Digga] (x2)
I take the cake, and you can’t get a crumb
Niggas talking shit, but they don’t want none
I take the cake, and you can’t get a crumb
You’re crumb-snatching ‘cause I took your cake

[Verse 2: Lord Digga]
I got “The Message” after Melle Mel left it
On my answering machine. I rip mics and damage spleens
I mean I turn green when I speak
Drop rhymes on your mind for fifty-two weeks
Concrete thoughts leave cracks in your sidewalks
My unsportsmanlike talk will erase you like chalk
So ducks better walk, man/Walkman like Sony and Toshiba
And put your broken cookie raps in bags for Mr. Keebler
And leave a space for the great
Stop crumb-snatching ‘cause I took your cake

[Pre-Hook: Sample with Scratches]
“That’s right, y’all. Clap your hands, y’all” - Sample from Lord Digga on Masta Ace Incorporated - “The Mad Wunz”

[Hook: Lord Digga] (x2)
I take the cake, and you can’t get a crumb
Niggas talking shit, but they don’t want none
I take the cake, and you can’t get a crumb
You’re crumb-snatching ‘cause I took your cake

[Verse 3: Lord Digga]
I’m not
The leader of the Sleestaks, but you could call me Enik
Don’t step through my zone, nigga. You better take the scenic
I mean it’s destruction for your frame
When I bring the pain, there’ll be no blood left in veins
The same as before, and the chains attack jaws
Metal one, metal two, metal two
Metaphors damage brain cells protected in my skull shell
My eyes don’t look swell from puffing on the L’s
Now all hell’s breaking loose. I thank
Minute Maid—that shit happened to The Juice (OJ!). I got
Thirty-two styles and ways to bend you
Niggas don’t want me to continue. Watch this send you
Through Camp Crystal Lake
Where Jason got lyrics and I take your cake

[Pre-Hook: Sample with Scratches]
“That’s right, y’all. Clap your hands, y’all” - Sample from Lord Digga on Masta Ace Incorporated - “The Mad Wunz”

[Hook: Lord Digga] (x2)
I take the cake, and you can’t get a crumb
Niggas talking shit, but they don’t want none
I take the cake, and you can’t get a crumb
You’re crumb-snatching ‘cause I took your cake

[Outro: Sample with Scratches]
“That’s right, y’all. Clap your hands, y’all” - Sample from Lord Digga on Masta Ace Incorporated - “The Mad Wunz” (x4)
“That’s right, y’all” - Sample from Lord Digga on Masta Ace Incorporated - “The Mad Wunz” (x4)