Worldwide Lyrics - Vagina Diner - Akinyele

Yeah yeah yeah 

We got my man Extra P in the house 

But me and my man Akinyele 

you know we goin Worldwide this tour 

Cause yo you know how that go 

We gon' get together y'all, word up 

That's how we gon' bring it to you 

We gon' go all around the world 

get this money, and do what we got to do 

Word up, my man Rhasaan in the house 

We gon' bring it to y'all like this, word up 

Just give it to em Ak.. UHH 

[Akinyele] 

I been in and out all areas 

And all you true hip-hop fans, you know the Ak's takin care of ya 

Slap your ass with real rap 

I keep it underground, like subways, so I can stay on track 

I'm not a carpenter, but I'll cut the rug 

Think you can hang with Ak? Ha, that's your brain on drugs 

Smack fire out your ass like a flag from _Backdraft_ 

Didn't peep the movie, you don't know the half 

Schoolin MC's until they start learnin 

We don't gotta be Mississippi to watch the Ak start Burning 

I kick that shit that's known to hit 

So much rap lines, you might fuck around and hang clothes on it 

But yo it ain't no THING in it, your static-free rhymes 

that you kick, need to be kicked, cause it doesn't got no CLING in it 

Then you turn around and start SINGIN it 

Hard Akinyele be brought, so I'm here to start BRINGIN it 

First cannibalistic rhymer, eatin bitch niggaz 

by the statistics, like, Jeffery Dahmer's 

Huh, scrapin you like a SCULPTURE, murder you for the VULTURE 

My dozen dirty, my brains be donated to agri-CULTURE 

So come on and face it, my skills are like medicine nigga 

You just don't wanna taste it 

You best to slide to the side, another corner of the map 

Cause this here is worldwide 

Worldwide -- yeah yeah (repeat 4X) 

[Akinyele] 

Put them tired rhymes to bed, and loosen up your laces 

Your shoes are too tight, and now it's goin to your HEAD 

Me you feel you can pull with 

Remember that I'm not a matador, so get off that bull-shit 

I put rappers and singers in they place 

A real rudebwoy with the raz', I write it all over your face 

Leavin you bloodier than a MaxiPad 

Crayola crayons, they'd have to Color Me Badd 

So play like a midget and FORGET it 

Cause I put oil to the fire, like an arsonist 

when it comes time to SET it 

I get more run than an ATHLETIC 

Sharp as a hyper-DERMIC 

Lyrics are flavored up like a dia-BETIC 

I recoups, and they try to step to this 

Nowadays I probably have as much kids as Jerry Lewis 

My rhymes drip like a RAZOR, punch like Joe FRAZIER 

I don't sell shoes, because I don't believe in FAVORS 

Ducks better break North, before I start 

baggin that ass, like a motherfuckin washcloth 

Winnin battles cause I'm a hip-hop soldier 

Act like you know, and fuck what your girl told ya 

No bluff, for years I've been IN THIS 

A nine to five employee don't got shit on me 

cause I done stepped to nuff rapper BUSINESS 

Beggin for for-GIVENESS 

Channel 7 news and people from Jehovah done WITNESSED 

the whole Akinyele vibe 

You know what I'm sayin kid, this here is worldwide 

Worldwide -- yeah yeah (repeat 4X) 

[Akinyele] 

Ak not catchin wreck, come the fuck on 

Ring the alarm, I drop bombs like the Guard in Vietnam 

I kick that shit, niggaz dream to write 

My brain so hot that it ignites, but you can't see the light 

Fast rappers can't speed by this, you better slow down 

because I'm puttin the brakes on your ass like Midas 

Nope, it don't matter what type of slang you drop 

I give you rope and you still can't hang with the Ak 

For years I put ears through therapy 

Watch a episode of Cheers before you come try the beer with me 

I graduated from lobbies, bangin on walls for a hobby 

I battle anybody, even a dead body 

I got rhymes that would attack ya 

so you better watch your back, or fuckin hire a chiropractor 

Ain't nuthin change from BEFORE, slap niggaz with mani-CURES 

Stomp you down, after a pedi-CURE 

Here's another lesson, I'm not a quiz 

So that talk about me not gettin biz that's out of the question 

It's a Ak, jam, god damn don't get slammed 

You catch the backhand, word to my dead man 

You best to rest if you want peace 

Cause like a hooker from up the street, I'm down for beef 

I'm hotter than a sauna again the drama is rugged 

Word to Sinead O'Connor, I be tearin shit up 

Cause I sprayin immaculate, like a Mac-11.. 

* impossible to make out the rest of the verse with voiceovers * 

I take you to London Worldwide 

I take you to Europe Worldwide 

Come back to Queens Worldwide 

I take you to Russia Worldwide 

I take it to the North pole Worldwide 

I bring it back to Queens 

I give it to em Worldwide 

I take it to the West Indies 

I give it to em Worldwide 

I take you to India 

I give it to em Worldwide 

I bring it back to Queens 

I give it to em Worldwide 

I take it to Germany 

I give it to em Worldwide 

I take it to...