Fuck joints I incinerators at rappers that talk garbage about the Ak, they know me from a tree in the forest My not summer so I don't sweat it Most y'all niggaz I cut ya like cheese that's cheddared I been around the like Lisa Stansfield tour bus Tearin niggaz up from to West Bubblefuck So don't front like you don't know my name is Before I diving up in that ass like Greg Louganis That's not my number one You my style and squeeze your lips like probably you see your life stopped, freakin FAMOUS I dare another try to TAME THIS I hit you in the Once y'all reach for the damn still, ain't the pretty boy Fear 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 larger than a mansion, you hear me? You me, you're just a Little House on the Praerie Leave 'fore Ak come blowin in All you best to breeze like the wind the news forecast I place a con niggaz'll stick ya on your If light in the ass Close your eyes, and it's time to recognize The Ak keep brothers on
Check over there, and then over here Just lend me your ear, c'mon
you just can't defeat me Child abusers 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 dare fool It don't get no liver, I'm harder than a chastiser I flip rhymes like saliva, on your BRAIN With the sick shit I'm I got more than a panhandler on a TRAIN Huh, it's rare if I don't catch I'm the Ak I tear ass out the frame like a benzie box You know the if you ain't ruff Stay on the hush and get played like Sunday school and get scuffed, I put heads to bed like Sing rap eulogy now you're good 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, break
In English, MC's last Similar to a car crash, I got rap in a Whenever you get loose and hang out Remember I done turned enough troops into The Boy Scout Think you'll Then come try Otherwise make 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 SUMO, slammin like JUDO I get abused like numbers, I'm MENUDO I got the art pat, pass the courderoy this bad boy about to to slack Fuck how "I could kill a maaaan" I'm and puttin brothers out with these Edward Niggahands Ten of death, grippin micraphones Holdin my own, rhymes up like grindstones Rippin up Creating a mess on stage out of comedian rappers Gallagher My mind is than a HAMPER Dirty like a On top of that I've been through shit than PAMPERS is what I ain't But the Great, don't know me from a can of paint to how the soundwaves vibrate You can't relate, I got whole brain 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 brain (3x)