Checkmate

[Verse One] 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 flip 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 Edward 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)