the bomb

it's the bomb

baby

the bomb

baby

with no ifs

no ands

no buts

and no maybes

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

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!

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!

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"