Akinyele lyrics
Akinyele lyrics
"Checkmate lyrics"
Everyday lyrics
A yo, I walk down the block with my stomach in knots Spent time hustling, running from cops Broke as a joke, no ends at all Can't play ball and my Timbs is small Can't buy trees with government cheese I rather be where its breeze, niggas bubbling ki's My moms got two jobs one on her knees and writin letters to the governor "Please call off the deeds" My baby mother with another brother with cash and drive by roll
A yo, I walk down the block with my stomach in knots Spent time hustling, running from cops Broke as a joke, no ends at all Can't play ball and my Timbs is small Can't buy trees with government cheese I rather be where its breeze, niggas bubbling ki's My moms got two jobs one on her knees and writin letters to the governor "Please call off the deeds" My baby mother with another brother with cash and drive by roll
I throw incinerators at rappers that talk garbage about the Ak, they don't know me from a tree in the forest My name's not summer so I don't sweat it Most y'all niggaz know I cut ya like cheese that's cheddared I been around the world like Lisa Stansfield tour bus Tearin niggaz up from here to West Bubblefuck So don't front like you don't know what my name is Before I start diving up in that ass like Greg Louganis That's not my number one AMOS You take my style and squeeze your lips like probably you see your life stopped, you're freakin FAMOUS I dare another rapper try to TAME THIS I hit you in the ANUS Once y'all reach for the damn A-LIST still, this ain't the pretty boy Fear sex-appeal it's Ak, a.k.a. the real deal I make punk rappers stutter, y-yoyoy-yoyoy-yoyo I bring out the Das EFX in a motherfucker I livin larger than a mansion, you hear mFirehead lyricse? You fear me, you're just a Little House on the Praerie Leave 'fore Hurricane Ak come blowin in All you motherfuckers best to breeze like the wind Check the news forecast I place a con niggaz'll stick ya on your butt If you're light in the ass Close your eyes, and concentrate it's time to recognize The Ak keep brothers on checkmate Check over there, and then check over here Just lend me your ear, c'mon listen Nigga you just can't defeat me Child abusers walk around, knowin they just can't beat me So don't try to take the winner's belt Aiyyo this ain't April 1st so don't dare fool yourself It don't get no liver, I'm hittin harder than a chastiser I flip rhymes like saliva, poundin on your BRAIN With the sick shit I'm SAYING I got more GAME than a panhandler on a TRAIN Huh, it's rare if I don't catch props I'm the Ak I tear that ass out the frame like a benzie box You know
All my worries and regret come pouring down. (yeah, they're pouring down!) Insanity is breaking me, my emotions, have no control. Rape me of my pride, take away from me, what I want, My desires magnified, lessened by the thoughts of regret, Self-contained, confess my wrongs to only you, I should run. Don't believe the shallow words, I've made in haste, no apologies, Pseudolanguage, overwhelming, full of crap, what a24 Hours To Live lyricsthe rules if you ain't ruff Stay on the hush and get played like Sunday school shoes and get scuffed, I put heads to bed like newlyweds Sing your rap eulogy Cuz now you're good as dead Hit the deck, once I round it off like a Tec I play you like a game of chess and keep your ass in check Checkmate Check all around, and then check for them clowns Check the fuckin real sound, break down In English, MC's can't last Similar to a car crash, I got rap in a smash Whenever you wanna get loose and hang out Remember I done turned enough troops into The Last Boy Scout Think you'll last? Then come try Otherwise make like a librarian and keep your ass quiet I'm out to catch the winner's cup All you number one contenders just got knocked to the runner's up What nigga what? I'm blowin up the spot with dynamite rhymes by the Ak Airports they amazed to me Shit cuz I fly so much heads yah ha
24 hours to live... 24 hours to live... Seven-thousand, four hundred, twenty three grains of sand drop from the hourglass It's how much time I got left on this planet Some motherfucker's gotta die! I'm an evil motherfucker ready to tear shit up I'm gonna put these things on you, and never let up See, my momma...she was wrong when I was born That a nigga like E should'a never been born Too late, big mistake in '72 It'sDestination Undefined lyricsve my own travel agency Rap's are fat like SUMO, slammin like JUDO I won't get abused like numbers, I'm MENUDO I got the art down pat, pass the courderoy this bad boy about to start to slack Fuck how "I could just kill a maaaan" I'm slick and puttin brothers out with these Edward Niggahands Ten fingers of death, grippin micraphones Holdin my own, sparkin rhymes up like grindstones Rippin up challengers Creating a mess on stage out of comedian rappers like Gallagher My mind is filthier than a HAMPER Dirty like a CAMPER On top of that I've been through more shit than PAMPERS Fake is what I ain't But Constantine the Great, don't know me from a can of paint Listen to how the soundwaves vibrate You can't relate, I got your whole brain on checkmate Rob Swift is his name, with Akineyle in the game You're best to maintain, as we aim for your brain as we aim for your brain (3x)
What if the present Suddenly became the past future The systems reroute the situation Lead to another with the black sun tide Bind together they formulate rain And the patterns burn And where it starts - death Where it ends rearranged You can lead A new life A constelli take your time Your destination's undefined You're alive Go back and die to live up to you Unsatisfied Recycle y