Checkmate Lyrics by Akinyele

Checkmate Lyrics

    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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