Chorus:
It`s the bomb, baby
The bomb, baby
With no ifs, no ands, no buts, and no maybes
[Verse 1]
I walk through the projects with stress in my hands
A bad young man from the Lefrack lands
They say I got an attitude, that`s rude
Because I walked over Elvis` grave in some blue suede shoes
PUNK, I got some some stuff that`ll bust through your pest LUMP
Clearing cells CHUMP, you know the Ak shit BUMP
But every now and then they say (he`s wack)
But deep down in your hear you and them dudes from Ridley`s don`t
believe that
Everyone`s down with the Ak brother
Every place I go people be like UDDA UDDA, UDDA
Trying to get the slang down pat, using verbs and syllables, shit
But I`ll flip the style like half a brick
So give me space like NASA, one deep like a bachelor
I turn shit over like a spatula
You know how it goes by now, word to God
Lyrics are so hard they`ll be Kevin Costner`s bodyguard
Move over Whitney Houston, I`m not losing
By the way woman, yo, my name`s not Susan
It`s the Akenyel, I rock well and with more clientel
Then a guy with long caps of crack to sell
I take poetry and start illin` with it
Homicide police be looking for me from the way I be killing and shit
You niggas can`t push along, with the Ak song
Because thise shit here`s the bomb!
Chorus
[Verse 2]
I catch wreck like an automatic tec
Ripping rhymes as if it was written with Gilletes
Rapping over slamming tracks
My hand`s compared to a drug called crack
Because it don`t take much to get your ass smacked
So you can save bullshit
Word is bond get your shoehorn
Because I got a style that fit
See Akenyele be cold cuttin` brothers up like a DELI
Keeping my cool like Arthur FONZARELLI
I kick more black ass than Jim KELLY
Down with easy shit, this nigga TELL ME
They give me mines from state to state
And gettin` so much props, my career should be real estate
So now it`s time to face up
But if you play your jaw like a sneaker yo it`s bound to get laced up
For the MC`s that LOST IT
I`ll treat your rock rhymes like a frisbee, watch the Ak TOSS IT
Selling out it what ya CAUSED IT
Charlie Angel rapper make like Farah
And get rinsed down the FAUCET
Becasue I`m coming at `em
So save your devilish tricks for eve if you don`t know me from Adam
My lyrics are hotter than summer school
My image, far from an air conditioner beacause I never blow my cool
No thumbs up, nor a COLLAR
I won`t scream or HOLLER
I make MC`s sit their five DOLLAR ass down
Because all they do is scream and speak in tounges
RAH RAH RAH, but I bust your motherfuckin` lungs
Burning up charts with the rhymes I spark
Cardiology is the word because it comes from the heart
Brain is on steroids, keeping the lyrics strong
Huh, this shit here is called the bomb!
Chorus
[Verse 3]
I keep the mic like glass, because I slash
Thirsty rappers` ass on a Friday night without no hockey mask
I make Jason meet his doom
I hit him with the bass from the room that goes
Ba-do-doom-do-do-DOOM
You can`t fuck with it beacaue I`m a little to exquisite
For y`all snake-ass lizards
Check my style right before you freestyle
My style`s hostile, Teddy Ted heard it he said Oooh child
I`m quick to damage you amatures some of you pros
Know on the downlow that I`ll assassinate your character
To think that they can get with this
With all those dreams you fuck around and put Freddy out of business
Becasue I`m a rapper`s worst nightmare
Bringing tears for fears, I`m more bad news than the BEARS
Say a lot for success, I won`t DARE
I`m not Shadow Stephen so I cease to be just another Hollywood SQUARE
I rope `em like a lasso, you`d better dash yo
Don`t stand around and be another Dennis Leary asshole
You`ll get chopped like vegetables
I leave plenty many hanging like testicles, huh
Doing what I half to
To get room to breathe even if it means knocking out your asthma
This Ak flow ain`t no fad
I be smoking niggas like cigarettes because they style is just a
fucking drag
I done blew up the World Trade and Vietnam
Huh, beacuse this shit here is the bomb!
Chorus
