It's the bomb, The bomb, no ifs, no ands, no buts, and no maybes
1] I walk through the projects with in my hands A bad young man from the Lefrack They say I got an attitude, rude Because I walked Elvis' grave in some blue suede shoes PUNK, I got some some stuff that'll bust through your pest Clearing cells CHUMP, you know the Ak shit But every now and they say (he's wack) But down in your hear you and them dudes from Ridley's don't believe that down with the Ak brother Every place I go be like UDDA UDDA, UDDA Trying to get the slang down pat, using verbs and syllables, But I'll flip the style half a brick So give me space like NASA, one deep a bachelor I turn shit over like a You know how it by now, word to God Lyrics are so hard they'll be Costner's bodyguard Move over Houston, I'm not losing By the way woman, yo, my not Susan It's the Akenyel, I well and with more clientel Then a guy with long caps of crack to I take poetry and start illin' it Homicide police be looking for me from the way I be and shit You niggas push along, with the Ak song thise shit here's the bomb!
2] I catch wreck an automatic tec Ripping as if it was written with Gilletes over slamming tracks My hand's to a drug called crack Because it take much to get your ass smacked So you can bullshit Word is bond get shoehorn I got a style that fit See Akenyele be cold cuttin' up like a DELI my cool like Arthur FONZARELLI I kick black ass than Jim KELLY Down with shit, this nigga TELL ME They give me mines from state to And so much props, my career should be real estate So now it's to face up But if you your jaw like a sneaker yo it's bound to get laced up For the MC's LOST IT I'll treat your rock rhymes like a frisbee, watch the Ak IT Selling out it what ya IT Charlie Angel make like Farah And get rinsed the FAUCET I'm coming at 'em So save devilish tricks for eve if you don't know me from Adam My lyrics are hotter than school My image, far from an air conditioner beacause I never blow my No thumbs up, nor a I scream or HOLLER I make MC's sit five DOLLAR ass down Because all they do is scream and in tounges RAH RAH RAH, but I bust motherfuckin' lungs Burning up charts with the rhymes I is the word because it comes from the heart Brain is on steroids, the lyrics strong Huh, this here is called the bomb!
3] I keep the mic like glass, because I Thirsty rappers' ass on a Friday night no hockey mask I make Jason meet his I hit him with the bass from the room goes You can't fuck with it I'm a little to exquisite For y'all snake-ass Check my style before you freestyle My style's hostile, Ted heard it he said "Oooh child" I'm quick to you amatures some of you pros Know on the that I'll assassinate your character To think they can get with this With all those dreams you fuck around and put out of business Becasue I'm a rapper's nightmare Bringing tears for fears, I'm more bad than the BEARS Say a lot for success, I won't I'm not Shadow Stephen so I cease to be just another SQUARE I rope 'em a lasso, you'd better dash yo Don't stand around and be another Dennis Leary get chopped like vegetables I leave plenty many like testicles, huh what I half to To get room to breathe even if it means knocking out asthma This Ak flow no fad I be niggas like cigarettes because they style is just a fucking drag I done blew up the World and Vietnam Huh, beacuse this shit is the bomb!