The Bomb Lyrics by Akinyele

The Bomb Lyrics

    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

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