Luyện nghe bài hát Checkmate

Fuck throwin
I throw at rappers that talk garbage
about the Ak, they don't know me from a tree in the
My not summer so I don't sweat it
Most y'all niggaz know I cut ya like cheese cheddared
I been around the world like Lisa tour bus
Tearin niggaz up from here to West
So don't front like you don't know my name is
Before I start diving up in that ass like Louganis
not my number one AMOS
You take my style and your lips
like you see your life stopped, you're freakin FAMOUS
I dare another rapper try to THIS
I hit you in the
Once reach for the damn A-LIST
still, this ain't the boy
Fear it's Ak, a.k.a. the real deal
I make rappers stutter, y-yoyoy-yoyoy-yoyo
I out the Das EFX in a motherfucker
I livin larger a mansion, you hear me?
You me, you're just a Little House on the Praerie
Leave 'fore Ak come blowin in
All you motherfuckers best to breeze like the
the news forecast
I place a con stick ya on your butt
If light in the ass
Close your eyes, and concentrate it's to recognize
The Ak keep brothers on

over there, and then check over here
Just lend me ear, c'mon listen

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

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

In English, MC's last
to a car crash, I got rap in a smash
Whenever you wanna get loose and out
Remember I done enough troops into The Last Boy Scout
Think you'll Then come try
Otherwise make like a and keep your ass quiet
I'm out to catch the cup
All you number one contenders just got knocked to the up
What nigga what? I'm up the spot with dynamite
by the Ak
Airports amazed to me
Shit 'cause I fly so much heads yah my own travel agency
are fat like SUMO, slammin like JUDO
I won't get abused like numbers, I'm
I got the art down pat, pass the
this bad boy to start to slack
Fuck how "I just kill a maaaan"
I'm and puttin brothers out with these Edward Niggahands
Ten of death, grippin micraphones
Holdin my own, sparkin rhymes up grindstones
up challengers
Creating a mess on stage out of rappers like Gallagher
My mind is than a HAMPER
like a CAMPER
On top of that I've been through more shit than
is what I ain't
But Constantine the Great, don't know me a can of paint
Listen to how the vibrate
You can't relate, I got your whole on checkmate

Rob Swift is his name, with Akineyle in the
best to maintain, as we aim for your brain
as we aim for brain (3x)