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Akinyele - Checkmate

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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 me?
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 the 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 have 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)

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