Checkmate Lyrics - Vagina Diner - Akinyele

Fuck throwin joints 

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 

'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 

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 'cause 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)