Luyện nghe bài hát Checkmate

Fuck throwin
I throw incinerators at rappers that garbage
about the Ak, they don't know me a tree in the forest
My name's not summer so I sweat it
Most y'all niggaz know I cut ya like cheese that's
I been around the world Lisa Stansfield tour bus
niggaz up from here to West Bubblefuck
So don't front like you don't what my name is
Before I start diving up in that ass Greg Louganis
not my number one AMOS
You my style and squeeze your lips
like probably you see your stopped, you're freakin FAMOUS
I another rapper try to TAME THIS
I hit you in the
Once y'all reach for the damn
still, this ain't the boy
Fear sex-appeal Ak, a.k.a. the real deal
I punk rappers stutter, y-yoyoy-yoyoy-yoyo
I bring out the Das EFX in a
I livin larger than a mansion, you me?
You me, you're just a Little House on the Praerie
'fore Hurricane Ak come blowin in
All you motherfuckers best to breeze like the
Check the forecast
I place a con niggaz'll stick ya on butt
If light in the ass
Close your eyes, and it's time to recognize
The Ak keep on checkmate

Check there, and then check over here
Just lend me your ear, listen

Nigga you just defeat me
Child abusers walk around, knowin they just beat me
So don't try to the winner's belt
Aiyyo this ain't 1st so don't dare fool yourself
It don't get no liver, I'm hittin harder than a
I flip like saliva, poundin on your BRAIN
With the shit I'm SAYING
I got GAME than a panhandler on a TRAIN
Huh, rare if I don't catch props
I'm the Ak I tear that ass out the frame a benzie box
You know the rules if you ruff
Stay on the hush and get played like Sunday shoes
and get scuffed, I put heads to bed newlyweds
Sing your rap
'cause now you're as dead
Hit the deck, once I it off like a Tec
I play you like a game of chess and keep ass in check

Check all around, and then for them clowns
Check the fuckin real sound, down

In English, can't last
to a car crash, I got rap in a smash
Whenever you get loose and hang out
Remember I turned enough troops into The Last Boy Scout
Think you'll Then come try
make like a librarian and keep your ass quiet
I'm out to the winner's cup
All you one contenders just got knocked to the runner's up
What nigga what? I'm blowin up the with dynamite
by the Ak
Airports amazed to me
'cause I fly so much heads yah have my own travel agency
Rap's are fat like SUMO, slammin like
I won't get like numbers, I'm MENUDO
I got the art pat, pass the courderoy
bad boy about to start to slack
Fuck how "I could just a maaaan"
I'm slick and puttin brothers out with these Niggahands
Ten fingers of death, grippin
Holdin my own, sparkin rhymes up grindstones
Rippin up
Creating a mess on out of comedian rappers like Gallagher
My mind is filthier than a
Dirty a CAMPER
On top of that I've been through shit than PAMPERS
Fake is what I
But Constantine the Great, don't know me from a can of
Listen to how the vibrate
You can't relate, I got your whole on checkmate

Rob Swift is his name, Akineyle in the game
You're to maintain, as we aim for your brain
as we aim for your (3x)