[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 Lefrak 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 heart
You and them dudes from Ripley'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 without 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 Akinyel', I rock well and with more clientele
Than 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 this shit here's the bomb!
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 Lefrak 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 heart
You and them dudes from Ripley'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 without 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 Akinyel', I rock well and with more clientele
Than 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 this shit here's the bomb!
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