Fuck throwin I throw incinerators at rappers talk garbage about the Ak, they don't me from a tree in the forest My not summer so I don't sweat it Most y'all niggaz know I cut ya like that's cheddared I around the world like Lisa Stansfield tour bus Tearin niggaz up here to West Bubblefuck So front like you don't know what my name is Before I start diving up in ass like Greg Louganis That's not my number one You take my style and squeeze lips like probably you see life stopped, you're freakin FAMOUS I dare rapper try to TAME THIS I hit you in the Once reach for the damn A-LIST still, ain't the pretty boy sex-appeal it's Ak, a.k.a. the real deal I make punk stutter, y-yoyoy-yoyoy-yoyo I bring out the Das EFX in a I livin larger than a mansion, you me? You fear me, you're just a House on the Praerie Leave Hurricane Ak come blowin in All you motherfuckers best to like the wind Check the news I place a con niggaz'll stick ya on your If you're in the ass Close eyes, and concentrate it's time to recognize The Ak keep on checkmate
Check over there, and then over here Just lend me your ear, c'mon
Nigga you just defeat me Child abusers walk around, knowin they just can't me So try to take the winner's belt Aiyyo this ain't April 1st so don't dare yourself It don't get no liver, I'm hittin than a chastiser I flip rhymes like saliva, on your BRAIN With the sick I'm SAYING I got more GAME a panhandler on a TRAIN Huh, it's 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 like Sunday school shoes and get scuffed, I put heads to bed newlyweds Sing your rap 'cause now good as dead Hit the deck, once I round it off a Tec I play you like a of chess and keep your ass in check
Check all around, and then for them clowns the fuckin real sound, break down
In English, MC's can't Similar to a car crash, I got rap in a Whenever you wanna get loose and out Remember I turned enough troops into The Last Boy Scout Think you'll Then come try Otherwise make like a librarian and keep your ass I'm out to catch the cup All you number one contenders got knocked to the runner's up What nigga what? I'm blowin up the spot dynamite by the Ak Airports they to me Shit 'cause I fly so much yah have 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 could kill a maaaan" I'm slick and puttin brothers out with Edward Niggahands Ten fingers of death, micraphones Holdin my own, rhymes up like grindstones up challengers Creating a mess on out of comedian rappers like Gallagher My mind is than a HAMPER Dirty like a On top of that I've been through shit than PAMPERS Fake is what I But Constantine the Great, know me from a can of paint Listen to how the vibrate You can't relate, I got whole brain on checkmate
Rob Swift is his name, with in the game You're best to maintain, as we aim for your as we aim for your (3x)