Released on July 6, 1993

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[Verse One]

FUCK THROWING JOINTS !!!

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 niggas know I cut ya like cheese that's cheddared

I been around the world like Lisa Stansfield's tour bus

Tearin' niggas 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 AIM IS

You take my style of speech

And live like Robin Leach and seek the lifestyle

Of rich and FAMOUS

I dare another rapper try to TAME THIS

I hit you in the ANUS

Once I reach for the damn STAINLESS Steel

This ain't the pretty boy feel 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'm living larger than a mansion, you hear me?

You fear me

You're just a Little House on the Prairie

Leave 'fore Hurricane Ak come blowin' in

All you motherfuckers best to breeze like the wind

Check the news forecast

I place a Con Edison sticker 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


[Refrain]

Check over there, and then check over here

Just lend me your ear, c'mon listen


[Verse Two]

Nigga you just can't defeat me

Child abusers walk around, knowing they just can't beat me

So don't try to take the winner's belt

Ay yo, this ain't April first so don't dare fool yourself

It don't get no liver, I'm hitting harder than a chastiser

I spit rhymes like saliva, pounding on your BRAIN

With the sick shit I'm SAYING

I got more GAME than a panhandler on the 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 rough

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

Cause 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


[Refrain]

Check all around, and then check for them clowns

Check the fuckin' real sound, break down


[Verse Three]

In English, MCs 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 it's lies? 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 of me

Shit cause I fly so much heads, I have my own travel agency

Raps are fat like SUMO, slammin' like JUDO

I won't get abused like members of 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 N-word Niggahands

Ten fingers of death, grippin' microphones

Holdin' my own, sparkin' rhymes up like rhinestones

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

Picasso 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


[Outro]

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)