We all want a piece of the pie
We all want a piece of the pie
We all want a piece
We all want a piece
We all want a piece of the pie!
(x2)

Fighting for the crust, but naw that ain’t enough
Where’s the game I joined, the game that I loved
Where’s the heart, the chest, where’s the arteries and blood
Where’s the sacrifice, cash the new cool
Trading it your passion right, for skin tight jeans
And some braggin’ rights? I’d say your acting like
Mammals in a zoo, but they’re more accepting
And loving than you, why weren’t you protecting
The world that we knew, b-boys are dying
Little girls are crying, and so are their little girls
Fuck are even…trying...you’re lying
And so am I, I’m god damn liar
Walking in the ash of denim, I don’t need my rights
Officer I already read em, pull my nose tight
Walk right across the wire, while I tell another lie
All I ever wanted was a PIECE of the pie

We all want a piece of the pie
We all want a piece of the pie
We all want a piece
We all want a piece of the pie!

We all want a piece of the pie
We all want a piece of the pie
We all want a piece
We all want a piece
We all want a piece of the pie!
(x2)

Travel a new road from that old road map
Avoiding all them potholes and cigarette burns from when you
Napped, rested with nestled in your lap
But your suddenly awoken, by the sound of a stab
Numb, wondering was it just a bad dream?
Then you see the blade sticking from the back seat
Mama always said you outta leave behind the people that
Are bleeding you dry, everybody wants another
Piece of the pie, so run for you life
Cause yours is looking good, and they all want to try
Shit it they catch up, they taking more than just bite
It may seem the only way to save is to eat it
But believe me, soon you’ll get hungry and you’ll need it
And that stomach pain is WAY too much to simply be defeated
….It’ll start with little lies till your brittle and blind
Sleeping on the street begging for a bit of pie

Dead friends sleep in your contact list
If they could contact you they’d say all the
Pie in the world can’t contact bliss
…All the pie in the world can’t find happiness
All the pie in the world would fill you emptiness
Yeah the pie is the reason for your restlessness
Trying to find the pie is why the stress must live
Show love instead boasting all the pie you get

(Pause the beat)
That’s why I hate your music, I’m not a hater
I’m not a douche bag, you’re music sucks
You’re a fucking asshole, who doesn’t understand empathy
And I feel sorry for you because you will never know satisfaction
The closest you’ll ever get to happiness is reminiscing
On your come up, when you enjoyed making music
And there wasn’t pie rotting on your face
When there wasn’t 100 pages of bullshit for you to sign
Everytime you release a song, when it was fun
When you were alive, when you weren’t a fucking
Piece of shit with a fat government dick so far
Up your ass you called the tip your tongue and rap on
Fuck you, and to everyone else.